I mean fuck, I'm 32, almost 33, I have moved out, got a job, and almost finished school. I am doing what I do every night, at home, alone, aside from 2 roommates, both who seem to have someone, have careers, and are doing well. I tend to watch a lot of porn, I've been in counseling, this has been a problem since I was 16. My self image/confidence/esteem/inner sense, was like warped/caved in cause I wasn't having sex and thought I was a loser. This consumed me to the point where dumbass me didn't get my shit together sooner and moved on went to school and all that. I fucked up my life, well, not fucked up, but not gotten the most out of it, due to this self conscious over lack of sexual/dating experience thing. Like I have thought/obsessed over this rather than trying to meet someone. I got so used to coming home and like doing nothing for a long time it became a habit. Fuck.
No, I guess I am not a "truecel", I did have sex before, not in a very long time though, 12 years, and it hasn't gotten easier. I thought I'd have that out of the way by now and underestimated the importance of it.