I (M36) always wanted to lose my virginity within the context of something that was a relatively quality connection, even if it wasn't a relationship and was just a hookup or a FWB situation. I haven't had any luck out there meeting people in the wild, though, and dating apps as we all know are hilariously frustrating. Based on the stories I read around here, I'd like to think I'm a much better catch than some wastes of time out there: very fit, muscular, but humble, have a career, handsome, bearded, well groomed, and unique hobbies. Go figure…
This year, I made a concentrated effort to fix all that. When the year began, I was on meetup groups and having probably my best success ever getting matches and a date here and there through the apps (I credit that to moving from a place that had a dead end dating scene to one that is a little more lively.) It really felt like eventually, I'd have a success story in it all.
And then coronavirus happened. Since then, I've been using apps on and off, but recently deleted both Hinge and Bumble because it was like my matches would give up since it's not safe to meet yet, and also I got the feeling quarantine fatigue was causing many people on the apps to become grouchy, short on temper, and they'd take it out in my direction. It was wearing me down.
Where I live, it's looking like some semblance of normalcy to my daily life won't be returning until late Summer/September, so my year is shot. My next birthday will be just around the corner, and I'll likely find myself having wasted yet another year of my life not making any progress dating and gaining any intimate experience. Please don't tell me to just hire an escort, unless you would like for a fist to emerge straight through your screen and pop you one lol
At this point, can someone please confirm to me that I am in fact trapped in a simulation that is designed to torture me, or perhaps at some point, I died, am not residing in Hell, and this is punishment?
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