why are you still single - and general discussion of the dating game

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My wife passed away 22 years ago and I just could never imagine being with someone else. We were together for 37 years after all and I never loved another woman besides her.

Plus it doesn't hurt that I'm over 80 now so sex is meaningless (thank god cuz modern day porn is fucking horrific) to me and I have a huge gaggle of nieces and nephews to give me love and a sense of family when I feel the need for that sort of stuff.

I do feel bad for all you young types trying to find your way to love and companionship in the crafted hell that is modern dating. What with the Tinder and Facebook shit and the hook up culture that modern progressives have made the key to "successful" dating it's no wonder people just give up and turn bitter (both men and women for once).

Really, I'm amazed anyone can manage to get things working but with a divorce rate of over 65% and climbing I guess most folks are lonely and not sure why. They date and date and date, they fuck and fuck and fuck and wonder why they feel nothing at the end of the night then go home and ask themselves what the point is.

You poor bastards...you have my pity because a good loving relationship is something that makes life worth living.
I'm 80% sure everything you said is bullshit.
 
I'm single because my partner decided to end our relationship suddenly and I'm still struggling to cope with what exactly happened.

We were going strong for over a year until she started getting stressed around Christmas. I tried asking her what was wrong and she would just say it was her getting worked up about getting things ready for Christmas and not to worry about it.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and she drops the bombshell christmas eve that she moving out of our flat to live on her own. Im naturally upset at this sudden revelation but she reassured me that she still loves me and that she just needs her own space.

Then a few weeks later she tells me that she doesn't want to be with me anymore a couple of days before my birthday. Since then she has told me she still has feelings for me but she has pretty much iced me out and barely tries to contact me or reach out despite claiming she still cares.

I have tried to move on but letting go of her is so much harder than losing her and I just can't bring myself to trust anyone else after what she did. She meant the world to me and the fact she seemingly cared so little to do what she did has left devastated through and through.
 
I am not good boyfriend material and have issues of my own that I need to overcome for a serious relationship. Looking for one naturally, but my family and cultural situation is too complex to verbalize without power-leveling. Not in a rush what so ever.

Gonna say it will take God's strongest willed woman to date God's most stubborn broken individual (who is picking up the pieces). My past is turbulent, but my future looks bright as I resolved a major issue that's been haunting me since my inception. Hang in there people, a GF isn't the key to happiness, but it sure does help when you find the right one. Don't settle for hello kitty core.
 
I have less than zero interest in casual fucks or dating apps, they are clownworld incarnate. If it makes you feel utter revulsion, there's a reason, listen to it. I have a relatively narrow circle of friends to get introduced to anyone and I don't often show up in venues where you'd chat up strangers. Even so I'm looking forward to meeting the right one. Might be a while but I think that's the best way.

I've had a relationship which taught me a valuable lesson, don't try to settle for someone who just doesn't entice inambiguous and powerful feelings of affection within you. It doesn't get better, it gets worse. And if you find yourself dating a person like that, cut it off early, don't string them along while being a shitty unenthusiastic partner.
 
my excuses for why im single: im very very socially awkward and weird, which is off putting to women. women dont tend to get my weird sense of humor. i live in a smallish area and have a very limited number of single women my age, especially ones who arnt looking for a church going type. (being an atheist in the bible belt sucks)

i also dont tend to put a lot of effort into the dating scene anymore. from what ive tried of it, it sucked so much. plus what could i possibly offer that 100 other guys messaging this woman couldnt also offer? just a waste of time for me to try anymore.
 
I'm just glad I got the whole dating thing out of the way, I'm no longer in the game for many of the same reasons others here say they aren't. My last GF was more interested in going to bars and stuff (we were college age so I kinda get it) but honestly I didn't see anything progressing with her. Now she's married to a guy that kinda looks like me last I heard. Poor bastard probably has to taste billions of other guys' sperm every time they kiss, if they're not already in the process of divorcing.

That, and I also blame the fact that I went asleep on Earth and woke up on a hostile alien world that I don't fucking understand.
 
my excuses for why im single: im very very socially awkward and weird, which is off putting to women.
what could i possibly offer that 100 other guys messaging this woman couldnt also offer? just a waste of time for me to try anymore.
I have less than zero interest in casual fucks or dating apps
This all basically sums it up. I have neurosis about casual sex and hookups, basically find it totally disgusting. probably as some sort of jealousy/bitterness reaction for those it seems to come easy to. But either way it really grosses me out. I want the tv/movie happy ending where she's my best friend and we have eyes for nobody else. The idea of ever being compared to an ex, even only in her own head, makes me so disgusted as to be suicidal at the thought. Of course I know this is classical cognitive distortion depressive thinking along with the incel never had a relationship so has unrealistic expectations but it wouldn't be a disorder if it didn't feel real.

I think im going to actually take the whataburger pill and try just getting a fast food job or something. I had another job for a while but i was way younger than everyone else that worked there so i sort of just saw socializing with them outside of basic work politeness as off the table.
 
1. Autistic standards (+-2 year age range, x/y interests, vocab, hair type, skin/body type etc, sorry, I know should probably change)
2. Dont try (too committed to other things, you dont need to tell me how Ill regret it when Im older, I know)
3. Avoid dating app cancer
4. Too busy
5. Neurotic and stressed
6. Too secretive, not in a mysterious way
I dont know what else, I dont want to say its too much work cause everybody does it and I should be able to. It would be nice to have but I dont know if Id get it or if Id have it for long if I do and I dont have enough time or effort to experiment cause Im committed to other things.
 
Fast forward a couple of weeks and she drops the bombshell christmas eve that she moving out of our flat to live on her own. Im naturally upset at this sudden revelation but she reassured me that she still loves me and that she just needs her own space.

Sorry to hear that bro, it's happened to me too, but I will give you some tough love here and say get some perspective you were only together for a just over a year. That's no time at all.

I'll tell you what probably happened here, she was monkey branching. She liked another guy, didn't know if it would work out so she kept you on the hook so she could slide back in if it didn't work. However it did work out and that's when she cut you off.

You're better off without her and she'd have always have done that you you eventually.
 
There's a pattern I've noticed with many women and it is that they absolutely detest honesty and sincerity.
There is a good reason why romance books sell so well despite being devoid of literary merit, women are absolutely besotten with self insert fantasies involving [default template mysterious man] that they can project all of their desires onto. When you start voicing your own opinion (god forbid it is heterodox) and showing some strength of character this ruins the illusion. Especially when dealing with very neurotic women who are by their nature less capable of processing information that is contrary to their idealized vision you'll quickly find yourself given the cold shoulder with no warning whatsoever - no matter how committed you were to each other up to that point.

The ideal man is someone who is a home owner, is free of student loans, has a stable and highly successful career, is confident and self assured, leads an active lifestyle, is 6'+, has a full head of hair and has values that conform to hers with no weird fucked up opinions that might be novel. The freedom of choice I alluded to earlier means most girls are competing for the very small number of men who fit this criteria. But this oversupply of eligible men is a mirage. Almost everyone who would qualify as an ideal guy is already married and happily so.

For myself I noticed this very quickly when I removed any mention of me being someone who has travelled the world and speaks multiple languages. Instantly a lot more women are showing an interest. But why?
It's because instead of being something that makes you unique through having experienced multiple cultures it just means you're some fucked up transient with no roots. Any facts that detract from you being a perfect model man with his life squared away is to be suppressed. Anything else only invites failure.

It's the same thing about voicing any desires for what kind of future you'd like to have together. Oh god no don't do that. Instead say nothing and let them project their desires onto you then just read their mind and repeat it back to them. The last thing you should ever do is challenge a woman about the feasibility of her fantasies.

It will be interesting to see how my situation develops when I become a gentleman with land and property and achieve S-tier ideal man status somewhere over the next year. Knowing where my life is headed it's rather easy to stifle the urge to go for a single mom or compromise on my dislike of tattoos and obesity but I can't imagine what it'd be like if I were in a less fortunate position.

I do know this though and that is to lie, and lie a lot. Or at the very least never to be forthright about my most steadfast opinions or share any of my most sincere regrets.
 
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