Yes. I have a whole theory about the broccoli-syndrome.
I think it has a lot to do with the smut-store. I think I was just surrounded women being portrayed at "sluts" and "whores" long enough that some of that rubbed off on me. That I just felt like a whore of some variety, even though I had no reason to...
I think another part of that is that I was pursuing a guy I liked who was becoming a good friend of mine but he didn't want to date me. He left over x-mas to go visit family and when he came back a few weeks later I talked to him and he seemed like he'd rather be sawing off his big toe with a rusty spoon... then he let me go, cuz he had to phone his GIRLFRIEND back home... 
3 weeks! And he comes back with a GF?
And I was friends with him for 8 months and treated him like gold, and now I just feel used. (i.e. - the broccoli)
I really did feel used. Still sort of do when I think about it.
I feel as though I gave this guy everything. free board when he came into town, introduced him to all my friends, hung out with him all the time (and probably some times I should have been doing homework 
) and at the first sign of another girl showing interest Im dumped like a hot potato! What is up with that? Really now.
I guess I know who my real friends are. Which is a shame but everyone had to make their own decisions in life, and it looks like he's made his!
Its always sad when friendships end.
But I know it's for the better.
I hope he's happy whatever he's doing.
I know Ill be happy even without him. 
/rant
much love all!
and I'm no longer bald (as of last night)
someone shaved my head, so I kinda look like a jarhead now, hahaa
I'm gonna have the mad, House Party 2 flat top going