I’ve been off the market in a ltcr for a while now (overall with same woman for about 13 years with periodic breaks). Been doing the long-distance relationship thing for years now with her (long story as to why I put up with that for so long). Got fed up the other week after she was just being a total bitch over the phone. I’m like, ok so I get to fuck you for a week once every 4 months (sex still good despite her gaining 40-50 pounds since we met), but have to put up with your bullshit from afar the rest of the time? She only initiates contact with me (text maybe 3-4 times a month) and phone/facetime I am lucky if she calls me first even once a month.

Started online dating.

this nice lady

and I bantered quite well. Wait, backstory on me: don’t want to go into too many details but just imagine if you cane down with an illness at the age of 23 and it left you, by the time you are 38: making led than $25k per year, no car, deep in debt, renting an apt (owning now a pipe dream), and to top it off you have gained 120 pounds from your “in shape.”

So yeah, I know I’m not a catch. But I get fuckin lonely man.

We meet for coffee. I catch a glimpse of probably a 275+ pound woman in the corner of my eye. I start to panic. It’s her. I remain calm, because maybe she has a great personality and I can somehow overlook the obvious initial unattraction. Conversation Not too bad at first, but it just naturally moves towards political things.

I try to feel her out to see if she’s sn SJW. Look — if this chick was bangable I would lie the fuck to her, but she gets no pussy pass here. Honestly she didn’t seem at first to be a huge SJW, so I’m thinking maybe there’s a chance.

Eventually though, the conversation moves to being overweight, body acceptance and plus size models. I can tell this is where she can no longer be coy, her true colors start showing. Tess Holiday is a hero because she was born with symmetrical skin/bone structure. Skinny models are all anorexic, do not have to restrict calories and are purely that way due to genetics & snorting coke.

She starts spewing about some book that I’m sure an SJW social sciences professor wrote that, she says, proves that you are the weight you are merely due to genetics & socioeconomic factors. This bitch thinks poor people are so fucking retarded that they just can’t figure out that broccoli, carrots, rice & bulk chicken meat is just as cheap as a shit ton of ramen noodles, doritos, mountain dew and McDonald’s.

Also she gives me the body acceptance spiel about loving yourself, and using carrots as motivation rather than sticks. I was like, “but if you already have the carrot, why would you need or want a carrot motivate you?” Logic & reason did not seem to be her strong suit.

Guys, I was so fucking triggered. If she had just looked like the fucking girl in her photos, I could have tried to overlook her personality / core belief flaws just to be up in those guts & not be so alone.

The post-30s dating market is fucking apocalyptic for males unless you are a natural Chad or rich.

Thoughts? (yes, I know I need to work on myself)