I’m so fucking fed up with these bitches on Facebook fighting with me. It annoys me SO much and then I look at their profiles and see they’re usually fat, ugly, have a weird hair color or piercings and are almost always single.
These women are just angry at the world that they can’t shame men into “fat acceptance” or forcing them into finding ugly women attractive. Their shrieking Internet tirades are based in the frustration that they can’t get their way or get their “participation trophy” when it comes to humans’ subjective opinions.
I need to keep reminding myself this everytime I see one of these women bullying me on the Internet. I’m attractive, I’m smart, I make over 6 figures, I never had to send nudes to get a man interested in me, and my boyfriend loves me. Fuck the haters. MAGA 2020
That brings me no comfort! I'm fucking single because I was that fucking weird kid everyone made fun of when I was in school.
Then I was that weird guy that had a fucked up life.
It wasn't till a few years ago... around the time I turned thirty give or take a few years that I became that guy that is low key a catch, still weird but in a sort of confidently weird. Embrace what you are kind of thing.
Shit I missed the boat, all I have to choose from is women looking to settle down with a real man after having spent their twenties getting pumped and dumped. Or I have to deal with the single mother looking for a man to support her and her child/children. Or even worse the fat loud mouth or the greezy skinny woman that is belligerent to all the men in her life.
I'm going to die alone. I keep saying I'm okay with it, and I keep trying to make sure I believe that I'm okay with it. It keeps the stink of desperation off of me, but deep down it makes me very sad.
But I would be more sad if I settled down with the kind of woman that has been slutty and care free.
Yo I'm a single 30 year old woman, also spent most of my life as the awkward girl at the back of the class. And being in the Christian culture, if you aren't married and have a kid by 22, you're a spinster. Doesn't help that the dating pool in my area is mostly spineless soyboys.
Call me naive but I believe if we take care of ourselves first, make life what we want, someone will come along who will want to be part of it. And dying single doesn't always mean dying alone. We need to foster family and friend relationships too.