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Let me give a little background about myself. I come from a very middle class family with a simple style of living. Money plays a major factor in carving your personality. We barely managed finish our education, extra curricular was a luxury we could never afford. With limited exposure and knowledge we turned out to be very conserved and timid individuals. We moved from our small town to a big city when I was 18. That's the first time the bitter reality hit me like a whiplash. I didn't fit it.
I had this compulsive desire to be a part of the "cool kids". I blamed my upbringing for the lack of confident. To converse with these people was a challenge on its own. Somehow I struggled my way through high school. I was in college, mediocre. Found people like me. Felt like home. I was comfortable again. It's been 2 years since college got over. I've started dating this amazing guy. He loves me insanely. But he falls under the "rich city boy cool kid" category. It's very difficult to keep up with him. He has a sense of humour which sometimes is too difficult for me to grasp. He speaks fluent English while I struggle to form proper sentences. He has equally rich and cool friends, some of them are models even. Let me tell you, I'm a very average looking Indian girl. Dark skin. Short height. There's nothing attractive about me. I feel really intimidated sometimes. Although he treats me like a queen, I feel he settled for less. He had a lot of female friends who are way cooler and prettier than me. I don't know why is he even dating me.
(Feel free to correct my English)
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