I closed my OK Cupid account recently. It was never terribly active anyway, but I finally accepted that I probably wasn’t going to find anyone on there who wanted to be with me.
The loneliness bug has been flaring up again this week, and the idea of a relationship is fresh in my mind. OK Cupid is not the place to find “a relationship”. It’s more like a giant booty call where mildly attractive people look to hook up with other mildly attractive people. I chatted with a few guys, some of whom apparently didn’t bother to read three lines into my profile where I said I was trans, but even the conversations that didn’t end in “Oh, I’m not into trans girls” were mostly disasters waiting to happen. Not my scene.
I’m not sure what my scene is. I was never a barfly in any case — I don’t like to drink — and given everything else, I’m more or less relying on serendipity to eventually put me in a place where I meet the right person. Unfortunately I don’t *go* to a lot of places where I’d meet new people. I game twice a week with the same groups of people every week; I go to work where I almost exclusively interface with students; and I go out in public where I more or less try to stay invisible as I shop for groceries. Yeah, my life isn’t that glamorous. 🙂
Finding a companion is not a problem I need to be worrying about right now. But it’s lingering there in the background and when it does flare up, like it is currently, it can put a real damper on the whole day. Sigh …