aussigirl3636
November 18th, 2010, 12:26 AM
Hello:
As I am new to this forum, it is suggested that I write an introduction post to tell about my self. Many of my posts will reflect the sadness and troubles of my life as a teenager growing up in a broken home with little supervision. It is only by the grace of God that I was able to turn my life around and make something good of it.
My teen years are less than a decade behind me now, but at times It seems as if it has been much longer. It is my hope that by sharing some of the things I have learned the hard way, that my experiences will be of help to other young people, especially girls. What follows are a few brief excerpts of my party-girl existence during my late teens and early twenties.
http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQJMPGB_KKG3XNZ3d6yhjaVaOP4hkR2_CfvjtI6N3yn7ucwS_vrnQ
As I look back at those years, I have often wondered if girls really like being treated like a sex object - as a thing - instead of a person. I can only speak from my own personal experience, having been there and remembering all the attention I used to get from guys who were only interested in my measurements and what they could get for their temporary pleasure. They were such empty and shallow people who cared nothing for me as a person. I was just a toy to them, something to play with.
I remember many lonely nights when I felt so cold & empty. With all the supposed friends I had, I really had no one. My body had many admirers, but the real person inside that body had no one who cared for her.
I could have graced the pages of many porn magazines, but, fortunately for me, I never went down that road. I finally wised up, changed my life style and started dressing very modestly and ladylike and was really surprised by the respect I received, and the different type of real gentlemen who noticed me, not for my body, but for the person I was. I will admit, however, that learning to dress like a lady was easy, learning to act like one was more difficult, but in time I was able to make the transition.
This change in my attitude started one day when I was in a used book store and I came across a copy of a book called "Dressing With Dignity", by Colleen Hammond. It was a real eye opener. After reading it, I was glad that I had resisted to temptation to get into body art – tattoos & piercing. Young girls don’t realize that tattoos are hard to remove and mark them for life. Our bodies are beautiful as God made them and we don’t need to “uglify” them just to try and bolster our weak personalities.
Deep down inside, I always knew that pre-marital sex was wrong, but I just ignored the idea. But now I understand that a godless existence in pursuit carnal pleasures, sooner or later, leads only to a life of emptiness and despair.
Let me conclude with the hope that all who read this, and any future posts of mine, will have the same good fortune that I have had in leaving my former lifestyle.
As I am new to this forum, it is suggested that I write an introduction post to tell about my self. Many of my posts will reflect the sadness and troubles of my life as a teenager growing up in a broken home with little supervision. It is only by the grace of God that I was able to turn my life around and make something good of it.
My teen years are less than a decade behind me now, but at times It seems as if it has been much longer. It is my hope that by sharing some of the things I have learned the hard way, that my experiences will be of help to other young people, especially girls. What follows are a few brief excerpts of my party-girl existence during my late teens and early twenties.
http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQJMPGB_KKG3XNZ3d6yhjaVaOP4hkR2_CfvjtI6N3yn7ucwS_vrnQ
As I look back at those years, I have often wondered if girls really like being treated like a sex object - as a thing - instead of a person. I can only speak from my own personal experience, having been there and remembering all the attention I used to get from guys who were only interested in my measurements and what they could get for their temporary pleasure. They were such empty and shallow people who cared nothing for me as a person. I was just a toy to them, something to play with.
I remember many lonely nights when I felt so cold & empty. With all the supposed friends I had, I really had no one. My body had many admirers, but the real person inside that body had no one who cared for her.
I could have graced the pages of many porn magazines, but, fortunately for me, I never went down that road. I finally wised up, changed my life style and started dressing very modestly and ladylike and was really surprised by the respect I received, and the different type of real gentlemen who noticed me, not for my body, but for the person I was. I will admit, however, that learning to dress like a lady was easy, learning to act like one was more difficult, but in time I was able to make the transition.
This change in my attitude started one day when I was in a used book store and I came across a copy of a book called "Dressing With Dignity", by Colleen Hammond. It was a real eye opener. After reading it, I was glad that I had resisted to temptation to get into body art – tattoos & piercing. Young girls don’t realize that tattoos are hard to remove and mark them for life. Our bodies are beautiful as God made them and we don’t need to “uglify” them just to try and bolster our weak personalities.
Deep down inside, I always knew that pre-marital sex was wrong, but I just ignored the idea. But now I understand that a godless existence in pursuit carnal pleasures, sooner or later, leads only to a life of emptiness and despair.
Let me conclude with the hope that all who read this, and any future posts of mine, will have the same good fortune that I have had in leaving my former lifestyle.