I can’t tell you how many people tell me this, it is just easier and better on so many levels

So I spent the better part of my life “leveling up”. I have a Master’s from a prestigious university. I had (I quit a year ago to pursue being a novelist, more on that) that coveted six figure job. I hit the gym, at least until age started rearing its ugly head and now a shoulder injury is keeping me from weight lifting.

Know what that got me? Nothing. It doesn’t matter how much you level up if your character model has a smaller hitbox.

Yup, since I only have two of the coveted four 6s, I don’t count. The remaining two, height and downstairs (not that anyone has ever seen it since I’m always filtered out with the other), are solidly median.

I basically only ever get dates when it’s set up via matchmaking services that don’t have height as part of the profile. It’s disheartening when all 5’8″ of me introduces myself when we first meet and I get that visible disappointment look. They always physically deflate when they see me and act like the night is a massive imposition.

So, I decided maybe these men looking overseas are onto something. There are plenty of places in the world where people aren’t caught up in frivolity and know what’s important. I just want someone who is loyal, pleasant to be around and hasn’t had more than my sexual partners +1 (basically, no more than 1). I’m not looking for a cook or a maid, I can do all that stuff myself, nor do I want some slave. Good luck finding someone like that in the US. Women here have the mileage of an old Soviet Lada and want to charge you Lambo prices.

So I’ll get my remote income stream started, take my savings and F-off somewhere else where I can be appreciated. Then never come back since I don’t want the Western brand of feminism destroying it.

Yet, strangely, in the last two years I started getting messages from people who turned me down back in high school and college. People who I hadn’t heard from in 20+ years. The messages are all about catching up, I was thinking about you, etc, etc. All women. All single mothers. It doesn’t take a TV detective to deduce what they’re after.

When a single mother approaches a man without children, it is only one of two possibilities:

1. He doesn’t want kids, so why are you asking?

2. He wants kids and has been told he doesn’t measure up to have any of his own.

I’m in camp 2. So when a single mother approaches me or shows interst, I feel insulted. I’ve been told loud and clear for close to 25 years of my life, that’s roughly the year of my first rude rejection, that I’m not good enough, that my DNA needs to vanish from thr gene pool.

What makes me suddenly good enough now? My money and my time. When a single mother approaches a man without kids, she’s instantly signaling she doesn’t care about what you want out of life. It’s just about always about her. How hard it is to raise kids alone. How lonely she is. How she’s struggling.

Where was this woman 20 years ago? Shooting down all the men she’s chasing now in favor of the “superior” option who is out of the picture.

What a single mother is asking of a partner is to make a tremendous sacrifice to someone who she already percieves as a lesser, safe choice. If he was her preferred choice, she wouldn’t be a single mother and the word “step” wouldn’t be affixed before “father”.

I’m not about to sacrifice my outside shot of having kids of my own to take on some glorified roommates who don’t respect me.

Are all like this? No. There are definitely unfortunate circumstances out there where a legitimately good woman finds herself a single mother. The problem is, finding one is about as reliable as placing your life savings on 00 at the roulette wheel and expecting a jackpot.

Eliminating the tranche of single mothers may eliminate a few good options. However, it also eliminates a tremendously gigantic volume of bad actors that will end poorly. Dating is already hard enough, why exacerbate it with a demographic I know is high risk, low reward?

Even before that

Man shut up and read the article.

Your a douche. I know it’s you’re but I wanted to say your a douche because we all know it whether there’s an apostrophe or not.

Dave from Bethlehem, PA

P.S. heading back to Bangkok in Nov 2023 after 25 years and one almost bankrupting divorce 🙂 for 5 days….now thinking of hitting Pattaya

I used to hang out with three bar girls (Boom, Dong, & Aaaa) from the Golden Beer Bar (Something else now) across from Nanna Plaza. It was a great watering hole and venue to watch all the action going along the street.

I’d have coffee alot with Boom but not with her friends. I would just pay all their bar fees for the month so they could come and go as they please. Boom had several western men that would come in throughout the year. God Bless Thai Girls. Wish I had her contact info…

Thanks Again!