Compared to any TV show about young single women, my love life is a total desert. been single since June 2015 and I totally can’t relate to Sex and the City, Girls, even Fleabag… any TV show where women get dates at the drop of a hat. find it absolutely mad. but then I don’t live in a city (much easier access to young, single guys) or properly use dating apps, partly for similar reasons to the outrage in the old thread earlier today and partly because the whole concept doesn’t work for me anyway.
I have a friend with benefits and potentially another on the horizon. both live in Manchester, which is about to get way more expensive for me to travel to as my railcard runs out in 2 weeks
at the moment I average seeing FWBs once a month - BUT dry spells are my most consistent contributor to poor mental health, so even one weekend per month has massively improved my state of mind and I’m more baseline happy than I’ve been for basically my entire adulthood.
I’ve also met the person I’ve always wanted to meet, and he’s magical. an absolute piece of me. he’s very clearly into me as well, but he has a very long-term girlfriend and I’m obviously not going to try and fuck that up. (I don’t think he would risk it anyway.) It’s kind of sad for me, but at the same time: if you’re going to meet the person of your dreams, it’s pretty nice to know they fancy you back even if it’s a hopeless situation. I’m not sure I’ll ever have that level of affinity with another person again though.