On those rare occasions when I find myself naked, I always avert my eyes from looking in the mirror.
Matter of fact, I’m a little reluctant to share that thought, because there are individuals who would consider my decision to not view my body as a negative or a sign of insecurity.
Honestly, I just find it smart.
There are only two things that can happen when you look in the mirror: some form of disgust, or an intruding pride.
In both cases, there is little benefit.
If I think I’m ugly, confirming that by my reflection is not helpful to the self-confidence required for me to survive a normal day.
Then again, if I peer into the mirror and believe myself to be beautiful–a beefcake–then an obnoxious pride will make me ill-suited to interact with those who may not completely agree with my assessment.
I also have known many women over the years, and will tell you that they are the most gentle, forgiving and open-minded beings on Earth concerning the physical weaknesses of the men who have come into their space. I suppose there are ladies who want to peer at men’s bodies with a lascivious leer, but women often close their eyes, allowing their imaginations to fill in the blanks to stimulate adequate lust for a great sexual encounter.
I am not a beefcake.
I am not willing to do what is necessary to become a beefcake.
So I am looking for friends and women … who have a sweet tooth for a cream puff.
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