I worked in all sorts of factories when I first left school.. I made ladders, plastic cups, welded scaffolding poles. All very boring stuff.
Only good thing was the wage they pay for doing a night...
Man a whores gunna whore. I'm going through the same thing.. You dodged a bullet. The longer your relationship went on, the harder it would be in the end.
Dude your built like a brick **** house. Surprised you don't get more attention from the ladies.. This does not compute.
I can understand how social anxiety can hold you back and when you don't get...
I've got a tb scar aswell but you can hardelly notice it. Took care of it whilst it was healing.. A lot of my mates didn't. Some of their scars look like bullet wounds lol