Never Beg
If they say experience is the best teacher, then I agree wholeheartedly. In fact, it is more than that. To me, experience is also a vivid reminder. I am not nicknamed The Elephant Memory for nothing. They say I store a lot of memories — good and bad ones — like either precious treasures or scars that stay visible. Many of them have been from years before. For this reason alone, I am feared by quite a plenty of people. There are a lot of examples that have turned me to become this way. For starters, I have stopped sharing stories about boyfriends with so many people. The reasons are varied. They either don’t take me seriously or always suspect the guy’s possibly ill-intentions. They don’t have to clarify, but I know it every time they look at me. It’s either my extra fat or the fact that I’m not that girly. It’s even worse if the guy happens to be good-looking — according to society’s general standard. They suspect him even more. I have noted down their questions like ...