That's not quite what happened round
I've tried to explain several times now.
I am ugly. I was an unattractive child, a worse looking teenager and grew into an ugly adult.
Of course my looks made me a target for bullies and I went through added trauma at school when my mum died. As a result I had to pretty much bring myself up and I did as good a job as you can expect a 13 year old to - in other words I looked a mess, crumpled clothes, bad haircut, you know.
So I went away to university and next door to me was a lovely kind girl who was pretty and nicely spoken and clever and went out of her way to be nice. Obviously I was flattered and then I was surrounded by a group of attractive middle class well spoken clever people.
I wanted to be like them so I tried to follow their life - does that make any sense? Can you even try to understand?
Left university, long lonely years. Some friends. Lots of debt. No support. Try to meet someone - match.com, guardian soulmates, good old plenty of fish, some others I can't even remember the name of.
My twenties tick by and one friend after another marries and I change my life - move to London, move back, move somewhere else, move back. Twenties become thirties. Pattern continues. Join a dating website, talk to someone and if they reply it's 'hey! We don't look like we've much in common but best of luck in your search!'
Travel - tried it twice now. Both times didn't happen.