Portfolio

I went on a first date with a sculptor when I was 18. We had only talked online or on the phone, but we had a good rapport. We decided to meet for coffee.
He walked in with his portfolio and started to show me photos of his work (which was crap). After about 5 minutes, he decides to tell me that he wouldn’t finish our date because he couldn’t be attracted to someone like me because of my weight (mind you, I was about 50 pounds lighter than what I weigh now).
I started bawling my eyes out and left to sit on a bench at the library across the street. He followed me and spent the next 15 minutes telling me all the reasons why I was unattractive and the amount of work he would need to mentally do to ignore my weight. It hurt because he wasn’t even open to knowing me or my heart as a person. I kept crying and mostly ignoring him and he eventually got up and silently walked away.

-T.A.