Hobbying for 12+ years, and both my looks and wallet went through multiple metamorphosis. At my fattest and ugliest I was 220 lbs at 5'8-9". I used to have a clean shaven head and face. Then I grew the beard. And most recently long hair. My weight is 155-165 lbs now.
I’m not going to go into my personality change and confidence building during the same time. Instead, I’ll only be highlighting the looks department.
In 4th grade, I was such a loser, I was bullied by girls. A girl named Lauren used to spit on my face occasionally, and a kid named Jimmy cut open my brand new jacket with a scissor that I got as a Christmas gift.
Until 2012, I felt so ugly, on a scale from 1 to 10, I was a negative. Which means, I’m so ugly, you deserve a smile from my ugly face for even looking at me. The pleasure was mine to have someone even look at me. I should give you a $1 for taking the time to look at me because you probably just made my day. I don’t know the last time someone ever looked at me. At night, I used to cry and pray to God for good looks. Other times, I wish I had a knife to cut open my skin and burn all the fat and ugliness with a welding torch.
Fast forward 12 years, and the difference? It’s not even comparable. It's like comparing an Ant to an Elephant or a Rat to an Eagle. I am currently living a brand new life in someone else’s body. I went from being completely invisible to girls stopping me in public to compliment me. I get free stuff. People let me cut lines. My hairdresser touches my hair differently. Mothers and their beloved daughters both take turns checking me out.
And, the services from escorts followed suit. Ever since 2018, I’ve only been treated better. I was no longer going in for a girlfriend experience, I was there to give them a Husband experience. It was no longer about what they can give me, rather what can I give them. I wanted to be the greatest thing that ever happened to them.
Moral of the story: spend money on yourself. Improve your style, your smell, your attitude, and everything else you are bothered by about yourself. Get moderately fit once in your life, even if it is for just 1 fucking day. You need to experience life being pretty. You’ll never go back to your old life. It’s a feed-forward loop that will have you addicted.
Escorts have been the Angelic Healers of my life. Their feedback made me into the man I’m today. Don’t pass on this opportunity.