I’m 22 years old, 23 at the end of this year, and I’ve never been in a relationship. No dates. No hand holding. No kisses. No … I think you get the picture.
So, does anyone know where to find a love life?
To put things into perspective.. I don’t even have any male friends. I can count my total amount of friends on one hand, so the chances of me meeting someone through a friend is not going to happen.
Anyway, the guys that I do know through family are not the sort of people I would even want to be seen with anyway. One word: drugs. I think that says it all.
I’ve talked about this with my sister and cousins before, but I’ve never really cared that much about it. I am happy. But one day I would like to have children and that doesn’t look like its going to happen. I can’t help but get a little emotional as I write this now.
Where can I find a man who’s idea of fun is not smoking weed?
I’ve tried online dating. I mean, I sign up one day and delete my account only a few hours later. I get a bit freaked out when men aged 50+ start sending me messages. In my opinion, the only people who should be able to message me or even see my profile are people who fit my search criteria. I’m sure there are many lovely and caring 50+ men out there, but I don’t want them to be my first love.
I don’t want to meet someone at a club. They’re usually too drunk (and I don’t drink) and only after one thing, which they’re obviously not going to get from me…
Going to pubs isn’t the same as it was a few years ago. People go there to socialise with their own friends. Not to meet new people.
Overall, I seem to have no chance whatsoever. Where can you meet a man when there is nowhere to go to meet them? If you have any suggestions, please let me know!
I just don’t get approached by men. I don’t think I’m an ugly person. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m beautiful either.
That’s me in the picture. No make-up and hair a bit of a mess. That pretty much describes me every day, except I wear glasses too. I only wear make-up when I go to a party or special event. Partly because I’m too lazy to put it on, but also because I don’t want to hide behind a mask.
I can be shy when you first meet me and you’d be lucky to get me to look you in the eye (I’m getting better at that though). If you look up ‘awkward’ in the dictionary, you will find my picture there. No jokes. On occasions, I have even developed a stammer when meeting new people.
If you do have any idea where I can meet a decent man, let me know.
To finish this very strange and out of the blue post, when I was looking for my header image I saw something that said: “Pick up the closest book to you and open it to page 45. The first sentence sums up your love life.”
It said: “…used as a basis for the stories that we tell to each other in waking life, particularly in our fairy tales, myths and legends.”
I’ll leave it at that.