It's official I've stopped looking. . . it's NOT because I found someone. (My story does not have the romantic ending.)
It's because no one really cares. I have gotten three guys say that they love me and four guys swear that they are instantly drawn to me. . . (it's all just fake. . . just words. I write words everyday. Never tell me you love, physically show me you love me, clean, buy me a house, get me a cat etc)
However none of them know anything about me . . . my last name, my real picture (my FB profile pic is a cat on purpose), that I have mental or physical issues or that I try to help family. (That is just from Words with Friends. . . I play the game not to meet old creepy guys who want me to paid them because they say they love me or for me to take care of their kids while they cheat on me.)
On the fetish sites, the guys just want me to deny orgasm or tell them what to do. They don't care to get to know me, to build the connection that I need for a relationship.
In the last four years, I have not truly been excited over talking to a guy for more than a day or too, because they find out I'm NOT about sex, and they are gone.
I may not get a bot, but I get a brainless, careless scamming man which is just about the same.
My heart is broken. My female parts are broken. Mentally I just want to focus on my writing (not worry about how I'm supposed to direct a horny man.)
At this point of my life, I am finally enjoying me. Writing, cooking, and cats are what make me happy.
I will keep posting on my blog if an erotic moment inspires me, but until I hope you find your true partner and find that connection.
