
I’m 35, and I’ve never been in a relationship. I’ve never even been on a date.
People always tell me, “Just be yourself,” like that’s supposed to solve something. But I have been myself. For 35 years. And it hasn’t gotten me anywhere.
I go to work, come home, do the things I enjoy, and see friends when I can. My life isn’t terrible. But year after year, I watch people around me meet someone, fall in love, move in together, get married, and start families. Meanwhile, I’m still in the exact same place.










