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Making an exhibition of oneself!

TheCatWoman

Being English I've come to realise that possibly one of the worst things, is being told not to make an exhibition of yourself. I wonder how many of us have taken that early lesson so much to heart that it's become a reason for low self confidence in general, poor body confidence and general low self esteem? Or am I the only one ever suffered from being tld this?

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  • I'm the same, here in Northern Ireland. The women in my life were paranoid about people 'talking about ya'. We're obsessed with reputation, and status. Plus, 'The Family Name'.

    It rubbed off on me. This afternoon, I drove to the village hardware shop; to buy a tube of Italian mousetrap glue. It's for my Artist friend, as the mice came back to his. And I went to, and from, the shop via our disused airstrip; in case people may make smart remarks about Hope.

    My friend is like that, too. He's constantly paranoid about how his sister would react; whenever she comes over, to visit. (she lives in Paris) Sometimes, whenever I'm at his, I feel that I have to constantly tiptoe for him. But, generally, I get on well with his sister; whenever she's there.

  • in reply to Desmond1979

    Herge, I well remember the torture that was school sports and always feeling like the booby prize for whatever team ended up with me in it.

    Desmond, I remember that feeling of people talking about me from when I was young. Then life changed and I moved 40 miles down the M4 and stopped caring, then found that people were still talking about me and getting at my then partner for all the "weird" things I did, it upset him far more than it did me and was a big part in why we split up.

    Now I just can't bring myself to care one way or the other, although I prefer being invisible, it's one of the great things about being post menopausal, you cease to exist for at least 50% of the population.

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  • in reply to Desmond1979

    Herge, I well remember the torture that was school sports and always feeling like the booby prize for whatever team ended up with me in it.

    Desmond, I remember that feeling of people talking about me from when I was young. Then life changed and I moved 40 miles down the M4 and stopped caring, then found that people were still talking about me and getting at my then partner for all the "weird" things I did, it upset him far more than it did me and was a big part in why we split up.

    Now I just can't bring myself to care one way or the other, although I prefer being invisible, it's one of the great things about being post menopausal, you cease to exist for at least 50% of the population.

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