I’m this close to binning OLD. I know a) I’ve said it before and b) it’s up phases and down phases for all of us, but I’m getting seriously dark of mood. Rule 8.
My photos are ok ( I’m not stunning but I’m not hideous, I reckon) and my profile is OK (those of you who’ve looked at it have said). All I can surmise is a) my age kicks me out of searches but I refuse to lie b) my size is against me (that I can and do want to change, though the guys I’ve met haven’t seemed bothered in the slightest) and/or c) the UK is devoid of attractive, intelligent and slightly sarky middle aged music lovers. I swear, looking at the apps reminds me of watching Jeremy Kyle when I was in hospital, wondering how all those grim people appeared to be having much more sex than me.
I’m turning into a bitter snob, and I don’t like it. Help me, O thread massive, help me.