Recently, I was massaging a client who was telling me about this great guy she met online but how she was scared to meet him in real life because she thought she was too short, and still had a couple of kilos more to lose etc.
Now that I'm ready to start dating and I'm back on Mingle, I have to ask myself, do I think I'm good enough, now? Not when I've lost this last roll of belly fat and not when my thighs look like a model's. I'm talking about right this second, if Mr Right or Might-Be-Right should suddenly message me, would I jump at the opportunity to meet him, or would I keep hiding behind Times New Roman, font 14?

What about you? Are you ready, now?

hahahaha... gl.

??? ??? I would be ready if I were 300 lbs... short(er)
My mind/ personality is what people are dating! If they don't like the package ...screw em'... on to the next one!
I'm a true beliver that if you love yourself as much as you hope to love someone else... YOU ARE READY!

If she was ready to meet me then I would be ready to meet her. No worries at all.

Love shouldn't be about how much someone weighs. Good luck to that type though, if they are that judgemental. It would irk me, but if the cap fits............

There is never a pot so crooked that there isn't a lid made to fit it.
If you don't like yourself then you can never expect anyone else to like you either (not even your Mother). Self esteem is the best make up and the most effective diet. Only then can you determine if you are here looking or to be looked at.

There isn't much that I could change about myself and I ain't getting any younger, so yeah, if I did happen to find someone that wanted to chat and if we got on well enough and she wanted to meet up I would go for it.

I'm not really actively trying to get a date at the moment though and nobody wants to talk to me anyway.

Totally agree.
Sad to say but I also had that issue. At first when I had to meet guys I'd met online I always made sure to wear heels becuase taller=skinnier=sexier and all that jazz. But then recently, I was tired from work and I really couldn't see myself donning a pair of break-your-neck sky scrapers so I wore flats. And guess what? He didn't go running for the hills, or pretend to be waiting for someone else. We actually had a good time.
So from my newly found experience I told her what one guy once said to me, your mind is what's sexy first. Of course, one could argue that nobody jerks off to personality.
I think if I've learnt anything is that I have to be comfortable in my own skin because that, like a bad rash, rubs off on people.
And plus, it's way too hard to be charming when I'm worried about twisting an ankle with every step I take.

Where in the world did that euphemism come from!?
I love it!!

(Sorry, I get distracted easily... but really want to know.)