Why would guys ever be considered girlfriend material?
I can feel this one every time guys look at me. They see me and act like they have me all figured out after 5 minutes. She’s a nice girl. She’s cool. But girlfriend material? Come on….you must be kidding. The fact that I could EVER be someone guy’s girlfriend seems to be out of the realm of possibility. I’m not the sort of girl that guys want to get to know as more than a friend, and it saddens me. I know it shouldn’t, but it does. I watched this A&E movie a few years ago, The Brooke Ellison Story, about a woman who became paralyzed from the neck down, and she spoke the words that have always lingered in my heart. She asked her mother, “What man will ever want me?” Those words are practically the same words I use in my journal over and over. What man will ever find me one ounce of attractive? It’s like I’m the runt of the litter, the little guy. There’s more to me than guys think, and I just wish they’d take the time to GET TO KNOW ME! For example, there’s this guy I think seems pret
