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I watched a couple of videos on YouTube and as a curious young woman I found a coupla comments which makes me question everything. I witnessed a female commentator arguing with a male commenter but I chose not to add fuel to the fire therefore leaving them alone. Is it true nerdy good girls who are average looking and has a kind heart not able to get more potential mates compared to a party girl who’s conventionally pretty but has unrealistic standards. She explicitly state men can have standards when it comes to women but when women have standards she called a gold digger, etc. Then he fought back ‘women like you said men’s height are a requirement but when we want women who are not fat y’all get mad.’ As for me I noticed there are some nerdy good girls able to get quality men who don’t care about looks. I keep my standards realistic and when it comes to height I prefer a guy to be around 2cm taller than me rather than 6-7 feet tall. He doesn’t need to be rich and he doesn’t need to be super hot. Thing is I’m afraid of meeting new people and avoid every volunteer and public meeting spaces hence why I’m still single because I’m too scared to have more friends. They say the only way to get a romantic partner is to meet new people but I refuse to do that hence why I’m single because I find single is easier and I hate changing my routines.

Honestly is it true women can’t have standards whereas men can have standards in society or am I wrong?

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We met on a dating app—no, not Tinder—and he messaged me first. We talked for a few days and clicked fast. We’re both artists learning tattooing, traded art, hyped each other up, then moved to texting. He kept asking for selfies, calling me beautiful, and sending his back. He was cute, fit, tall enough without being towering, and covered in tattoos like me.

He wanted to hang out and hook up, but I needed childcare, so we planned for him to come over while my six-month-old napped and I monitored the baby the whole time. He even offered Starbucks and gas-station snacks, which I declined. When he arrived he hugged me, took off his shoes without being asked, admired my gaming setup, and cuddled with me on the couch. He complimented my hair, touched it gently, then kissed me. We hooked up and the chemistry was real—he was attentive, no awkwardness, very compatible.

Afterward we talked, and he said he’d probably come over again the next day. Before he came over I’d warned him my ex’s belongings were still there in trash bags by the door. When he noticed them at the end of the night he tensed and said I should get rid of them. I agreed, and he relaxed. He hugged and kissed me goodbye. I noticed dimples I’d never seen in photos, told him they were cute, and he abruptly said goodnight.

The next day he barely replied. Then out of nowhere he texted, “I think I’m gay lmao.” I couldn't tell if he was kidding. He said he was serious and had been thinking about it. I noticed he’d unmatched me on the app. I respected it but asked if this was just him disappearing after sex. He said it wasn’t about me, just stuff in his head. I told him if he ever figured things out he could text me. He promised he would and sent a black heart. We haven’t spoken since.

I’m 25, he’s 27, and I’d just left an abusive relationship. I wasn’t naïve—just enjoying my freedom. Still, the whole thing doesn’t make sense.