Been single all my life. Am in my mid-twenties so that doesn't count for much. I got crushes on guys but I ain't a looker so I was passed over. Or it failed when I approached or I was a retarded sped with no social skills and easily flustered. Never even got the fabled "first kiss" that a lot of people tend to fuzz about. Since reaching adulthood, it's been a chosen way of life, however.
There's a myriad of reasons for this. a lot of which pertain to my lack of dating attractiveness.
- I am into men. But I am terrified of men. Without PL-ing, let's just say I've had some very bad experiences with them during childhood. But all in all, it makes me highly suspicious and distrustful of men who talk to me without a reason to. In general, I don't like strangers.
- I'm highly eccentric. I suppose you gotta be if you frequent these forums. Got peculiar interests and preferences and highly unpopular opinions.
- The usual, introverted, anxious, neurotic, not at all charismatic sped. Hate small-talk, that kind of shit. Which in turn also makes me slightly paranoid of being prayed upon by abusers.
- I got eyesight problems so I wear dark glasses at all hours of the day. People tend to think I'm either a burglar or a drug dealer.
- Considering I got a handful of psychiatric diagnoses, it makes everything just a headache.
Aside from the laundry list of my own flaws, there¨s some external stuff too.
- I don't like hookup culture. I hate the idea of doing casual sex. I hate that it's very prominent in my age demographic. I don't have a need for sex in general.
- I hate the very culture of dating apps.
- I don't really have a "need" for it so to say. I mean I am curious like most people are about many things but I don't care too much and that says a lot for someone who has zero experience in that area.
- I like my own space, doing my own thing at my own rhythm and routine. Hence moving in with someone, let alone sharing a room with him stresses me out just to think about it.
- In addition to the diagnosis thing, it also makes it irritatingly easy to attract guys who think that I'm an easy fuck for a temporary cocksleeve only to be discarded. Had to drop group therapy and clubs because of that.