Let’s compare this to the men I met in person: the golf course manager who was a friend of a friend, the guy who carried my kayak and a guy I know from work who is much older than me and a bit lonely.
Some, I saw only once, but most were interesting or amusing enough that we went out at least twice.
In my 20s, my body began to act out of kilter and my brain seemed to be firing out symptoms of anxiety, depression and the never-ending impulse to eat the entire contents of the fridge.
Blood tests showed my hormones in a state of flux and also a diminished egg reserve, but no cause was found.
He was the only guy who would ask me out until I started Internet dating a year and a half later.
I did not start dating online because I was lonely or desperate. One fateful night, one of my still single girlfriends was in the dumps about not having a boyfriend.
That conversation The “you’re completely infertile” conversation that I had with a consultant at the age of 31 was horrible.