LA is the national headquarters for the super-fit and the stunningly beautiful.
Seemingly perfect-looking people flock here from all corners of the earth, whether for the lure of Hollywood glamour or the glorious weather and sprawling beaches.
In addition to passing judgment, people make assumptions about what I like, how I feel, and what I eat.
It’s always strange and amusing when a man is shocked to learn that I’m successful in my career, drive a new car, live in a nice home, etc.
Nobody likes to be insulted, and when it’s super-cruel in this way, it’s utterly heartbreaking. Worse, some men are fetishists and like you in such a way that it’s actually creepy to be around them.