i know my worth. but these leftover women treat me like scum. if they were willing to smile and acknowledge that i am a human being, i would pursue them. i'm not delusional. i don't think i'm getting an 18 year old virgin. i'm a leftover man. they would rather scowl than accept reality and say, "i'm a lonely thirty something, too. maybe we could make the best of what's left of our lives." it's one thing to pursue, it's another to feel like someone else resents that they are in a position to have to be around you. i think these women imagine they are in a tv show and it's the comical episode before the one where she meets prince charming, where she has to endure a date with a 35 year old man with a receding hairline that has xyz "wrong" with him.
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