..yes? That's what you have to do. Maybe she says no. Maybe she says yes. Doing nothing definitely won't get you anywhere.
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Doing nothing definitely won't get you anywhere.
Not necessarily true, I've never been conventionally attractive, but I've had women approach me multiple times, in fact all but one (out of... 6 I guess) of my long term relationships were initiated by the woman... Of course that was when I was young, now I'm 50 and going through a divorce, I'm not holding my breath...
The issue is the "always works for me", the same way an old white man is going to have a lot less trouble with the police or telling a handicapped person to just walk the stairs because it "always works for me".
So I recently found out my ex wife had a type. A type she desperately wanted me to fit into. A type that she would make me go to clothing stores for specific shirts that look good on pretty much no one but Henry Cavill.
I did not look like Henry Cavill. Turns out around the time we divorce she goes through this phase swooning over Henry Cavill. Then she cheats on me with a dude I don't know the name of (except I've unfortunately seen his dick) and low and behold he has this kind Henry Cavill build.
Fast forward several years to now. I lost about 100lbs. Started lifting. Getting swole cause it was fun now that my body was smaller. Ate more protein, added creatine. Drink lots of water. I need different shirts. I dig out some old shirts, the only ones that sort of fit well are the ones she got at clothing stores that look good on pretty much no one but Henry Cavill. Turns out they still don't look good on me, not because I'm not Henry Cavill, but I'm not a fuckboy.
Real talk, I thought this was going to end with you going to Henry Cavill's house to punch him in his perfect jaw, followed by an enemies to lovers twist.
This is still good though. I guess.
That would have been a better ending.
And quite possibly a viable ending. He's a nerd, I'm a nerd. He plays Warhammer 40k I paint Warhammer 40k minis. He likes to act, I used to like to act. He works out. I started working out.
Hell, we might be the kind of dudes to be actually good friends. My ex would probably use the connection to try and get with him, and he could like turn her down. That'd be more awesome than I could ever imagine.
Then she cheats on me with a dude I don't know the name of (except I've unfortunately seen his dick)
This seems like it could be an interesting story, do you mind sharing?
For some... solidarity? Doesn't seem like the right word but whatever... I know the name of the guy my wife cheated on me with - he's our son's best friend's dad.
If you dig through my comment history I'm sure I've given the whole story in various bits and pieces with more details and less details.
Essentially we were young. I ignored so many red flags, started thinking with my weiner, she love bombed me, I did what she wanted, she cheated, we separated then tried to make it work, and I later found out she had either not ended the affair or kept it to sexting only and low and behold dick pics.
It's a sad story, but also a very good lesson to not listen to never stick your dick in crazy.
i mean people tend to like confidence, also you get to stop wallowing in ignorance. conventionally attractive or not, either they say yes or no and then you get to move forward from there. going from not knowing to knowing, that is a positive.
Sooooo..... we're doing incel shit posting now?
This sort of black pill doomerism seriously destroys your mental health. You don't have to be a Chad to find a girlfriend friends, but thinking your not "conventionally attractive" enough to date is a self fulfilling prophecy.