Is the internet making us into jerks? One of the theories I’ve heard (which is totally scientific research so shut up), is that because we meet people online, we don’t feel like they should be afforded the same courtesies that we give to those we run into on a daily basis. Meaning that it’s OK to just disappear and not behave politely because odds are without the internet, you never would have met that person anyway.
Something I realized the other day:
I’ve been doing this dating stuff continually for 2 years. TWO YEARS! This is ridiculous. They don’t mention that shit in those Match.com commercials. They make it sound like in as little as one month you will fall in love with the man or woman of your dreams. Maybe I just hope that what they mean.
How much longer will it take before I finally accept the fact that I’m never going to be in a relationship? That I’m never going to have affection on a regular basis? That my theory that I’m too ugly, fat, and pathetic to attract a man to stick around longer than a few months is sadly true? I mean really let’s be honest. I’m too well adjusted to be attractive. I can provide for myself. I have my own hobbies. I’m intelligent. I don’t have a criminal record. I’m all those things men say they want in a wife and yet I see them with crazy skanks who treat them like shit and make them nuts.
Am I weird? Does anyone else have this much trouble with dating or am I truly just a loser? I try to find that precarious balance between not being picky and having a few standards. It’s just disheartening to see it be so easy for most people and a horrible struggle for me.
Maybe I should conform and just give in on the stupid having children thing. I mean I’m miserable being alone and it seems like most of the guys I meet desperately want children for some crazy reason. Remember when it used to be the other way around? When women were the ones desperate to start a family? It seems that most of the single women I meet couldn’t care less about having kids.
Maybe the world is just full of assholes and I’m stupidly still looking for that rare good guy.