Everyday I am disappointed by OLD and men. Every night I tell myself to give up and stop hoping that there is a HVM out there who I will meet one day. How do I convince myself to stop hoping? Why are women taught to keep at it relentlessly, so much so that I cannot stop imagining a life with a man who has a beautiful heart and a good soul. Even though I know this creature is purely mythical. My mind is tired and I just want to give up, but I just don’t know how.