Instead, I decided to just be myself — loud mouth and all.
It all started with my father who, trying his hardest to console a weepy teenager who didn’t have a date to prom, told me that it wasn’t my fault that men didn’t want to date me. He totally meant it as a compliment — he’d raised a strong, outspoken young woman, and he knew it — so I tried to take it as such.
I quit hiding parts of myself from my dates so that they could really tell who I was, and this made me a better dater in a lot of ways.
It allowed me to fully discuss my standards and what I was looking for.
The answers I found were actually super enraging — especially on one particular Reddit post I’d stumbled across.
Some answered, “If she’s better looking than me,” while others brought up words like “smarter,” “stronger,” “funnier,” and “outspoken.” Women who made more money than their male counterparts, or had a better job or seemed more successful in general, were also penalized.
Search for intimidating beauty:
I believe that to a certain extent — I won’t open up and spill of my neuroses on the table right away, even though I overthink everything.