I genuinely feel that I am going to spend the rest of my alone. Even though I don’t want to, it’s inevitable. I will only ever be seen as someone to hook up with and not a long-term partner. Men expect me to be willing to give it up the first time meeting with them and when I don’t, their disgust is obvious. I don’t want to change my aesthetics to prove myself worthy of love. The constant rejection and disappointment is so tiring.
