Maybe this is the right approach, maybe it's the wrong approach, but I'm starting to get to the point where I accept certain things about my life, even if it means accepting that I really don't like or even hate them. I'm accepting the good or silly things, like that I have a silly crush on an actor who I'll never meet, that I'm an amateur foodie, and that I have some other activities that I enjoy. I'm accepting the neutral things, like the fact that I'm gay and the fact that I'll never work (and almost certainly never would have worked) as a runway model. But I'm also accepting of the things that I don't like at all. I don't like the place where I live. I don't like that the vast majority of people here at least seem to be anti-gay. I don't like that there are no gay-oriented services or groups for hundreds of miles. And I don't like that I can't just pick up and move right now. I am accepting them, though.
You are pretty enough to have considered being a runway model!!!????? Holy shit. You don't need a job to move, lol. Just find a sugar daddy. (Just kidding of course!) Good for you accepting yourself! Just don't get stuck in a rut. Things can change.
It's wise to accept yourself and the world as they are and then decide what aspects you want to change.
Just don't accept that this is a good as it gets. Don't accept the guilt and ridicule that we've gotten most of our lives. Sure, there's a time when to stand and fight and times its better to move on. Like the old prayer goes, have the wisdom to know the difference!
That is something that I'm working on. For whatever reason, I've sort of seen myself as doomed to live here forever. (I shouldn't say "doomed," since there are a lot of people who would be grateful to move here, but that's the best word I can come up with right now.) Leaving right now would involve sacrifices; I guess I just need to ask myself whether those sacrifices would be worth it.
