Fortunately, I came to my senses and realized that I had, in fact, successfully extracted myself from the toxic web of ritualistic demonic humiliation that women inflict upon their male victims in the "dating" scene, so why would I try to claw my way back in? For all it's benefits, the internet has surely given the hordes of she-demons a new tool to torture and ruin men's lives from afar, using strong dark runes and other black magiks to reach out from the computer and remotely inject havoc and pain.

Fortunately, I came to my senses and realized that I had, in fact, successfully extracted myself from the toxic web of ritualistic demonic humiliation that women inflict upon their male victims in the "dating" scene, so why would I try to claw my way back in? For all it's benefits, the internet has surely given the hordes of she-demons a new tool to torture and ruin men's lives from afar, using strong dark runes and other black magiks to reach out from the computer and remotely inject havoc and pain.

Internet dating is indeed a crap shoot. Years ago, in a moment of weakness, I thought I probably should try dating, and I tried a couple of those sites where you fill out a pretty full questionnaire (along with a couple regular dating sites). No kidding, 90% of the matches I was sent were middle aged overweight (plus sized) women who worked in early education (I think they ranged from kindergarten to 2nd grade). There's nothing specifically wrong with those things, but I hadn't put anything in my profile expressing a preference for any of them, and yet I was almost exclusively matched with that demographic across a couple of platforms. Then on the regular sites, I found about half the profiles were either obvious bots or catfish situations.

Fortunately, I came to my senses and realized that I had, in fact, successfully extracted myself from the toxic web of ritualistic demonic humiliation that women inflict upon their male victims in the "dating" scene, so why would I try to claw my way back in? For all it's benefits, the internet has surely given the hordes of she-demons a new tool to torture and ruin men's lives from afar, using strong dark runes and other black magiks to reach out from the computer and remotely inject havoc and pain.

I thought internet/app dating was fun in my mid 40's. Sure, you're playing with a rigged deck, and some of the good cards are missing, but as long as you know that there's a lot of fun to be had with the cards that are left.

Some of the good cards get mixed back into the deck through no fault of their own and you can find them if you don't take it too seriously and follow a sound strategy.

Good times.

I am in my mid 40s and my attempts on dating apps has been, well... sparse.

You seem to have had a positive time on it. Are you able to share your strategy or have any advice?

Haha, might have to be a new thread.

Highlights:

It's a numbers game.

Don't take it personally.

Be objective and realistic.

Understand the game and how the apps are VERY different for men and women, and use that to your advantage.

Understand mating strategy and "SMV" and use that to your advantage.

Don't be too nice.

Hire slowly, fire quickly.

Hinge and Bumble were very fun. Couple of the others were much less so. Lots of interesting people and much, MUCH easier/better than dating in my 20's. I actually miss the game even though I'm quite happily married to a really great woman.

Internet dating is indeed a crap shoot. Years ago, in a moment of weakness, I thought I probably should try dating, and I tried a couple of those sites where you fill out a pretty full questionnaire (along with a couple regular dating sites). No kidding, 90% of the matches I was sent were middle aged overweight (plus sized) women who worked in early education (I think they ranged from kindergarten to 2nd grade). There's nothing specifically wrong with those things, but I hadn't put anything in my profile expressing a preference for any of them, and yet I was almost exclusively matched with that demographic across a couple of platforms. Then on the regular sites, I found about half the profiles were either obvious bots or catfish situations.

Fortunately, I came to my senses and realized that I had, in fact, successfully extracted myself from the toxic web of ritualistic demonic humiliation that women inflict upon their male victims in the "dating" scene, so why would I try to claw my way back in? For all it's benefits, the internet has surely given the hordes of she-demons a new tool to torture and ruin men's lives from afar, using strong dark runes and other black magiks to reach out from the computer and remotely inject havoc and pain.

I am in my mid 40s and my attempts on dating apps has been, well... sparse.

You seem to have had a positive time on it. Are you able to share your strategy or have any advice?

Change your first name to Rich. Remember to always introduce yourself to the ladies as "Hi, I'm Rich."

And my last name is Hung