Epedaphic
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Is anyone on dating apps? Going outside to meet people during the day? At night?
I’ve been trying to meet people at events. It’s difficult, I’m managing to meet and talk to a few foids but nobody seems to see me in a romantic or sexual way (unsurprisingly). No sexual view for my face. And nobody really keeps in touch with me long term, also not surprising since they have hundreds of other guys at their fingertips with dating apps. At least I can have some friendly interactions.
The failure is difficult to handle. I think it’s only a matter of time until I sink into another depression and isolate myself for another few years. Although at 30+ I cannot do this too many more times if I don’t want to die alone. But I feel it coming. Each disappointing interaction just chips away that much more at my ability to live a normal life and have a normal self-value. All because of freaking millimeters of bone, women won’t give me a damn chance.
The upside is that I’m learning to talk to them and it’s getting easier. Sometimes I think maybe I won’t die alone, or that I’ll be able to raise kids. But then another awkward interaction happens, or I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and just lose all hope, and think I was stupid to try in the first place.
I think there is hope, even if just a little, for all of us. I support any and all of you who are out there trying, hit me up if you ever need support or want to talk about it.
I’ve been trying to meet people at events. It’s difficult, I’m managing to meet and talk to a few foids but nobody seems to see me in a romantic or sexual way (unsurprisingly). No sexual view for my face. And nobody really keeps in touch with me long term, also not surprising since they have hundreds of other guys at their fingertips with dating apps. At least I can have some friendly interactions.
The failure is difficult to handle. I think it’s only a matter of time until I sink into another depression and isolate myself for another few years. Although at 30+ I cannot do this too many more times if I don’t want to die alone. But I feel it coming. Each disappointing interaction just chips away that much more at my ability to live a normal life and have a normal self-value. All because of freaking millimeters of bone, women won’t give me a damn chance.
The upside is that I’m learning to talk to them and it’s getting easier. Sometimes I think maybe I won’t die alone, or that I’ll be able to raise kids. But then another awkward interaction happens, or I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and just lose all hope, and think I was stupid to try in the first place.
I think there is hope, even if just a little, for all of us. I support any and all of you who are out there trying, hit me up if you ever need support or want to talk about it.





