I am a 32-year-old white male, 6’1″, 220 lb. I am heterosexual, and live in
the Bay Area, where I earn a passable blue-collar income. The problem: I have
been involuntarily celibate for four years. I can’t even get a girl to go out
with me. I’m always turned down with lines like, “Well, I’m really busy for the
next three or four years…” or “You’re such a sweet guy, I don’t want to ruin
our friendship/acquaintance/random meeting.” This is no gag; I’m ready to blow
my brains out. Just hearing about my friends’ relationships fills me with anger
and jealousy.
My shrink has no advice. My friends–of both genders–have no advice. I’m now
convinced that women are almost exclusively attracted to COMPLETE FUCKING CREEPS.
I’ve had relationships in the past, so I’m not a total failure, but I don’t have
a motorcycle, tattoos, a ponytail, or a drug habit–the things that seem to attract
women around...