Probably saying too much about me, but I feel for him for most of the first 8 pages. I’m in my 30s and I feel like everything has past me and I’ll never have been loved how I want to be in my life. Some of those experiences like encountering someone who tears you down without meaning to can also rot in your head for a decade. I’ve never wanted revenge though. I have wanted to do something if I saw some of them again, but what I wanted to do was ask why my demeanor bothered them. I just would like them to help me improve myself. I don’t deserve a response though. I’ve even had some positive moments with some women as friends, without expecting anything more. I know how a lot of the other thoughts can burn in your head. I’m fortunate. I have a few close friends who are real people, and I make a good salary. I like to think I’m a good person, and my friends tell me I’m an attractive enough man. I don’t really know what makes a man attractive myself. It doesn’t translate directly into a good relationship. I think I missed something that I never can get back. It may just be time. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve had good friends that kept me grounded. I think this explains these kind of people’s feelings well. It’s easy to get into these traps of thinking it’s all about money and appearance. Don’t blame others for it, sometimes it happens, or sometimes it’s something undescribable. Or blame the way corporate America has set up dating apps. I swear I must have spent over 10,000 dollars to these greed holes over the past ten years.