Thanks for saying what I’ve often wanted to but wasn’t quite sure how to put into words. Although I deeply appreciate the men who have become smitten with me simply from my words alone, without even ever seeing my face, I also realize that this is in large part because they just fill that part in as an aspect of their fantasy. It’s both flattering and a little bit disconcerting. I certainly don’t want to be on anyone’s pedestal. There is nowhere to go but down once they start to realize that their idea of you isn’t actually who you are. It turns you into a statue rather than a person, and I’d frankly rather be appreciated for all of me — not just the fantasy parts.