Anon’s tombstone:
“She really liked my voice.”
Nothing makes me stfu faster than singing in my car while parked somewhere and having someone walk by, knock on the window and tell me they think I sound good.
Sorry, I’ll stop.
In 1998, the young lady working the cash register at the taco bell near where I worked told me I have really pretty eyes. So I have that going for me, which is nice.
The same thing happened to me, only it was at a Carl’s Jr! Rejoice, for we have pretty eyes! (At least according to 2 random fast-food workers)
I think back to a compliment I recieved once. Probably one of my more pleasant memories.
“If I wasn’t a lesbian, I’d 100% date you”
Normally, I’d write this off as someone “letting me down easy”, but this was my best friend in High school that I knew for years, so I know the sentiment was genuine.
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I did a lot of clubbing in the '90s. Once, a beautiful girl came up to me and said: “You’re gorgeous” and then ran off. Thing is, though, I was in my early 30s at the time and she looked about 16. So, obviously, I didn’t pursue her. But that’s stuck with me for over 20 years. I can still hear it in my head.
I give my man compliments all the time. He calls me silly and pretends he doesn’t care, but I think it is working. Have been running a semi-non stop compliment campaign since Covid where I tell him how beautiful his hair is in the hopes he will cut it less. It’s been a good while since he last came home looking like a sheep after shearing. Summer is approaching, though, so I’m bracing myself for him getting the idea to visit the barber and have him mutilate those beautiful locks of his. It should be crime, honestly.
It’s such a cruel thing that compliments from partners don’t feel the same as compliments from strangers. My wife has been telling me parts of my body are attractive for agres, but I didn’t really internalize it until I heard it from others as well.
It’s the same phenomena as when your parents try to give you good advice but you will only listen to it if it comes from the mouths of “outsiders”.
Example: my boyfriend tried to get me into Tool for ages and I was very indifferent to it. Then my closest colleague starts playing Tool at work and I’m like “omg this music is awesome” and I go home and tell my bf about this amazing new band I have gotten into and he just gets so offended like “I literally tried to get you into it for years wtf”. We laugh about it sometimes.
When I was in elementary school, a girl who was generally mean to me and everyone else told me I have nice teeth. That was over 10 years ago and I still vividly remember it.
“You smell so nice” - a gay female co-worker. I was wearing a new cologne that I purchased for myself. It was very expensive so I’m glad I chose well
You deserve a blowjob.
That’s kept me floating for years.
I hope you receive it one day 🙏
It’s the thought that counts.
Is it though?
no.
It’s the throat that counts
Everytime the cashier flips the tablet over before a tip, they say a compliment. I always tip more than I usually do.
They got you good
I work in hospitality. I get women multiple times a day asking if I sing, act or do radio work
A little kindness can go a long way. Remember to just compliment so. every once in a while, just for the sake of it. It could make their day.
A girl once told me I am not horrific to look at. God that fucked me up lol.
I feel that pain. It’s like that “worst she can do is say no” thing. When I was 12 my friends were joking about who another friend should “date” (ofc in the capacity that 12yos manage that) and someone JOKINGLY suggested me, I even laughed along for a second. Her answer, rather than laughing along or something, was a deadpan “eww”. That fucked my confidence for years
Once a group of us were playing spin the bottle and it landed on me and the girl said eww, he’s like my brother or whatever and then spun again and the guy it landed on got a double bj from her and her friend. I felt sad at the time, especially since we were all camping so we could hear them in the tents. I’m still friends with those girls (now grown women.) Your story reminded me of that and I haven’t thought of it in 20 years.
Shit, I’m sorry. I have had a similar experience at around 7yo that imbalanced my relationships to others for the next 25 years. I’m pulling out of it now by sheer force of will and analysis. Wish you the best,
