I'm les: the strange dream.

I'm les. But I dare not staying true to yourself. Photo illustrations

I was born in a suburban district of Hanoi, looking outwardly, I was a normal girl, something beautiful is not bad. My form is rated 6.5 points range, many easy to count dots I 7 points, because I have the water white, double dimpled, eyes black and very bright.     In 17, 18 years old, I have also been a few men pursued, beloved. But I don't find myself having feelings for other people, so I don't accept love, don't remember who the man is velvet. I thought the simple, all are by themselves not to Altaf, should not have a man would make her really shaken, to love, but remember, ... But why, in his dreams, sometimes I still dream himself married to a woman. In the wedding, I also squeeze, also wearing wedding rings as one, also the lights, flowers, they also also to congratulate, but people go next to me is not a man, that it was a woman.

The woman, who is obviously not specific, because there was a sister House at nearly 30 years old that I have not yet married, at one point, a girl I never knew, never, ever talk ... but they still appear in my dreams, as "groom". In the dream, I also can't explain why, famous "groom" is not a man like many other girls, which again is a woman, and then I panic, fear, sleep gown, see the hot flashes, sweating profusely as the bath and no sleep.

Also dare not share with anyone about his strange dreams. Just know that, whatever her dreams haunted my life during my daughter, which I also don't understand why this is so. The second year of College, my room 10 people, who also had a shuttle lover, I also have a few people to pursue, but wonder why I don't feel special affection with anyone. I still don't love anyone, my friends told me to pray, always want to go in search of the perfect man, I keep ậm Yes let, but not like that.

But the fact is, I do not love the man, not the man. At this, I gradually realised myself, that I am not a normal girl. I'm les! Afternoon, hordes of daughter room I circulated pictures of the male actor in Korean cinema, nice stage, or the strong man and the muscles that the press still posted the picture, and then they test each other this man he compliments switch plates beautiful, ... but I can't get excited about something.

I love to see woman wearing bikini, or the chest girl nude boys shooting enlargement the page online. Many times, I am up libraries, but I didn't learn to float, because girl bikini pictures keep haunting me. So, I'm back down to room to read the newspapers of the University to borrow the report view the girl clothed.

Worse, many times I would be shared with the other girls in the room to be plump body and sight of these girls are of age spring then. And then I look at them, but just want to swallow life fresh food retrieved them. Of course, no one knows my intentions, so they are very comfortable and are still often my bathroom like other people favors. So, I hid his true throughout the years. And I get to feel worse, I fear a day everyone knew would condemn me, alienate me, so last year, I also agree to love a man.

He than I am 4 years old, were out of school to work. But only a few months, we again parted from each other, because you told me unprofitable and lack of emotion, not interested. Don't love him that's just gotten word of love to fill. I split the first love affair, but not sad, not funny. I tried entering a love with a man, but just a few days, because I always refused to accompany him to the dark place. I also resist every time he touched me and absolutely never allow sex before marriage, although that 's the story with friends I have no stranger. I do this not because I'm a senior girl, trying to keep virginity to the wedding night for my husband, that simple, just because I don't get excited when making love with men. Or say I feel fear when thinking of this scene. I have undergone 2 love affair with 2 different men, and the love affair he also lasted only a few months, don't form inside me something. I also didn't think to love again, for simplicity I don't want to love a man.

Also love the woman, then I am not brave enough, though like to love, because I fear the truth about humans themselves if being revealed, I will be everyone's disdain and shunned.     I keep hiding their identities as such during many years. Then came the year I at the age of 26, I've graduated from College, and worked for four years. The work also has been stable, which still have not once put one on enteric fever, parents launches, should each go home or parents urge I get married.

I find the way to refuse the job, which is not yet stable, yet dare to count my husband; and then want to live alone to report more fondness for parents, ... but my mother whisked away and that, don't know how the job is stable, get married and then computer. What about maintenance of old parents Deacon then the other brother I can handle, it is not my responsibility. Don't want to urge more parents, xòm cigars pancake and gossip Agency, again not enough to speak out about human truth, so in 29 years old, though not in love but I accepted the marriage of a man than yourself 5 years. I love me, I very much understand that. He is the son Hai, his parents split up when he was 5 years old, and his mother is raising him grew, matured. My life changed ...

Period II: life after marriage of Les  =