True wizard checking in for one thread. Save for one kiss, I have never touched a female of the species intimately, and there's 3.5 billion of them on this planet, so this is fairly remarkable. It has been well over a decade since I last talked to a woman with the intention of getting some action. Since that time, physical contact with potentially eligible women has been limited to a few professional handshakes.
As you can hopefully determine by my selection of a forum to post this in, I am not hostile to players. However, I'm not really looking for advice, just want to vent for a moment. This post will be fairly listacular because I have a lot of ground to cover.
Regarding my basic desirability parameters, I'm 6' Master Race™, so no problems in this sense. Undistinguished midrank software developer, little wealth, no fame. Quite fat, as you can already guess. Tool dimension around the national average.
How do women react to me - or did, when I even tried?
Anyway, that was my tale of woe. Thanks for reading.
As you can hopefully determine by my selection of a forum to post this in, I am not hostile to players. However, I'm not really looking for advice, just want to vent for a moment. This post will be fairly listacular because I have a lot of ground to cover.
Regarding my basic desirability parameters, I'm 6' Master Race™, so no problems in this sense. Undistinguished midrank software developer, little wealth, no fame. Quite fat, as you can already guess. Tool dimension around the national average.
How do women react to me - or did, when I even tried?
- Mostly they just utterly ignore me. This is the best outcome. If I were to approach them, they could no longer ignore me and the situation would deteriorate. By never approaching, I am actually maximizing my satisfaction! Sure, it's only a local maximum, but the global maximum will never be in my reach anyway.
- Ridicule. By engaging me as forcefully as this, they lower their own status, so this is quite rare. It's not even particularly devastating.
- Fear. I'm not physically intimidating but some tense up anyway.
- Disgust. Some don't even try to hide it.
- Pity... oh save me from the pity of women. This is just crushing.
- Late start. Being behind the curve at every stage didn't help.
- Distaste for alcohol. Not utilizing this social lubricant is a huge roadblock.
- Low social engagement. I have no male friends either (don't want or need any) so there goes social circle game. On the plus side, I have never been friendzoned!
- No proximity to females. My job and my hobbies are utterly male dominated.
- Low sex drive. By not wanting it badly, I get none at all.
- Low ability in or preference for small talk. Obviously detrimental.
- Vivid imagination. I readily escape into soothing fantasy and then reality doesn't seem that bad.
- High standards. Boy oh boy. Once I scoped out a booth babe at a trade fair and thought she looked kinda hot. Hey it's the reigning Miss Finland!
- Bad posture. Man, is a hunchback ever an attraction killer.
- Yellowish teeth. The only bullet point that could perhaps be corrected by means of technology.
- Disappearing hair. Not bad yet, but I have a year or two max before I really will look middle-aged.
- Fear of disease. The statistics on this are horrifying.
- Fear of knocking a girl up. All after-the-fact options are terrible.
- Fatty. No way, there is a mote of austere dignity even in celibacy that whale harpooning destroys.
- Cougar. Should have tried a 35-year-old when I was twenty... no way am I going after much older women now.
- Professional. Illegal... skeevy. If I could get legit booty once, I'd probably become an infrequent low-intensity sex tourist of some kind.
- Suicide. I'm going to die alone. Why delay? I could die alone right now. But no, I'm just listing this for completeness, I'm obviously not actively suffering, merely denied an important pleasure.
- Go gay! They seem to have it easier, eh? No, this is not in the picture either.
- Daygame. The video where "Good Looking Loser" approaches girls in broad daylight was absolutely mindblowing (he flagged down a jogger?!) and if I'd seen it 15 years ago my life could be very different. Truth be told, I have regretted staying silent in some of the rare cases where I've felt a strong urge to talk to a girl on the street.
- Nightgame... not very appealing nor realistic.
- Online dating. This would presumably involve a lot of lying. Another hurdle would be that I currently do not own any photographs of myself.
Anyway, that was my tale of woe. Thanks for reading.