Long time lurker here. I’ve finally caved and would like to share my (sob?) story…
I’m honestly pretty nerdy, so I feel like I need to get this off my chest because it’s giving me one major identity crisis. It’s been 3-odd years since this happened, but it still eats away at me. I started college as a nerdy gamer girl and my appearance reflected that: baggy hoodies, headset around my neck, beaten up converse. Who would’ve thought the gym bro down the hall would’ve fallen for me. They always said the quiet, nerdy ones are a big turn on, I guess.
Now that I think about it, the relationship was quite toxic. He never accepted me for who I am. It wasn’t long until he started suggesting I wear tighter clothes, trying on some makeup, and doing my hair. He said it was all to bring out my inner beauty. All those excuses sounded so convincing. Perhaps because it was the first time I ever felt like someone wanted me.