Alright, first time posting, I don’t even know if anybody cares to even read this but I feel like sharing my story.
So, first things first:
I’m a 20 year old female, going to university right now a few cities away from home and moved to this city. English isn’t my first language either, so please excuse any mistakes or me sounding weird to you.
So, I’ve been super interested in politics since I hit puberty and, hence, know some things about the communal politics of my hometown.
A few year ago, I participated in a regularly performed march for peace in my hometown which was when I saw this beautiful man the first time.
In my eyes, he’s just really handsome – brown, warm, gentle eyes, beard and a smile to die for. I really enjoyed looking at him and started imagining things with him, naturally.
Well, I soon found out that he was kind of a big deal in our political scene over there, so, yeah – absolutely impossible to even think about reaching out to him.
The years went by, I thought less about him, obviously, and moved away.