Oh, I'm not saying anybody should witness it. It's online, so it attracts people from all over the world.
My self esteem was affected LONG before my ex-husband started dating younger, prettier women. He lost sexual interest in me while I was still young and very pretty. I was quite pretty by society's standards.
So I have neglected my appearance quite deliberately, and by society's standards I am not attractive. I am very overweight. What's the point of being pretty if it doesn't bring love and sex from your husband whom you love more than life itself?
So I'm not a sex object whatsoever. I webcammed not to prove to myself that I was still attractive, but because I was watching lots of men stroking who weren't getting anywhere. Call me a goal-oriented voyeur.
The hilarious thing is that my last boyfriend was Nigerian. I basically live like I'm under the Taliban--I avoid male contact as much as possible because I'm a menace. But he noticed me walking down the street to a bookstore while my daughters were in karate lessons, and he followed me in and conducted a very strong offensive. I thought I was on safe ground--you know, fat women are supposed to be the comic relief, the make do on short rations, any port in a storm, etc. But turns out he was Nigerian, where I guess women my type are the epitome of sex-bomb (you have to be 200 pounds to be in their beauty contests and women go to special spas to fatten up). So he ended up being serious--quit smoking for me, etc. got hurt. So I skedaddled before I hurt him more. But while I was with him it was just very silly, because I'm SO FAT, and I swear even when I was young and pretty I didn't get the reaction, the drop dress and instant kaboing that I got from him. Very severe and silly culture shock.
I suppose the high dopamine has made so extremely confident in my sexuality that I really don't care whether I'm attractive or not. Except in a deliberate and manipulative way to get into men's pants which generally doesn't pose much of a challenge.
It's been interesting posting as much as I have here the past few days. Holding up my personal life to female scrutiny has made me realize I really do need to get my emotional capacity for romantic love in order. Conner has said in the past she thinks my sexual abilities are a by-product of the damage from my abusive marriage, rather than from my diet. I disagree--I think I instinctively adopted my diet as a survival mechanism (can't rape the willing) and am certain it does work on its own. But obviously the emotional damage is there. And I think it's time I deal with it.
I do hope women in healthy relationships can benefit from the diet.