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08/29/2024
My life is pretty good overall – I own a gym, I have friends, I have a family. And even with all that, my lack of self-confidence is killing me. It's all because of my main problem – I stutter.
My friend kept telling me that despite my speech impediment, I'm beautiful just the way I am. So she set me up on a blind date with an old friend of hers. Tired of her pestering, I agreed. God, if only I’d known what a disaster it would turn into.
So, the big night. I'm already at the café. Finally, he shows up – a very, I mean VERY HANDSOME guy. I became even more nervous. The conversation was just awful!
“I'm a self-employed trainer. I have a Porsche, naturally. Last month, I was in Bali, soaking up the sun. It's tough living so good, ya know?” He laughed.
My anxiety increased, my hands started to tremble. I tried to talk about myself, but the words tangled together.
"I... I... o-opened a g-g-gym," my stuttering betraying my nerves.
"Well... cute. Honestly, I was expecting someone, you know... more put together," he chuckled.
"I-I am c-confident," I tried to insist, but my voice betrayed me.
"Look, bunny, this isn't what I signed up for. Good luck with your gym or whatever." Ashton shrugged and left me there alone.
I cried like hell, sitting there. That was it, no more dates, never - that's what I decided. The next day, I came to work, realizing we had to pick a new coach for the gym. Imagine my total surprise when I saw THIS ASHTON AMONG THE CANDIDATES!
That's when it hit me - it was the perfect time for revenge! See less