Two of my guy friends the other day told me candidly that women over 30 are not desirable for long term dating or marriage. I know this to be socially true based on observation and what I hear. It just worries me because if you're over 30 and single, how can you compete with beautiful 20something women? My age kills my self esteem and I don't know how I can go ahead and compete in the dating market.
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Don't listen to them. There will always be people younger and better looking, but don't let that stop you. |
Who on earth would want to be with someone with that attitude anyway? It's all fun and lovely as long as you never turn 30.
Not all men are that shallow. |
Because when you're over thirty you tend to be more self assured and the guys who want to date you have their sh*t together. If you're still fantasizing about Joe Bro, yeah, maybe you'll have less luck. But who really wants that? |
Older people get married all.the.time. Don't listen to these fools. In the mean time, be your own best friend. Learn to love you and spending time with you. Throw a Me Party. Living life on your own terms, being confident and not clingy or needy will make you attractive to the kind of men you want to be around. |
1. Stop hanging out with losers.
2. Don't attempt to compete in the "dating market." My sisters both dated into their mid-thirties and said it was dire out there. Find activities, have fun. 3. You may not be a young nubile thing anymore, but you have the self assurance one has in their thirties. |
Grr. Now I have that song in my head. |
Ha they sound like MRAs. Be glad you will be off their dating radar and carry on happily. It's a bunch of bollocks thought up by miserable men who know that women are ALWAYS going to have more options than men (and they resent that)
Just laugh and disregard |
And hey... date the younger and good looking guys! I do it! It's awesome ![]() |
heh heh heh. Ear worm. A news reporter friend is in San Francisco and posted a picture of a cable car which got the rice-a-roni song going in my head, then that lead to the movie Inside Out and and the triple mint gum commercial and the angry guy's head going up in flames. I feel you! |
You're a person. Your value is not quantifiable. Your friends are douchebags. |
Exactly. |
I guess in the shallow market that might be true. But do you really hang out with friends who think women are a commodity? And do you genuinely think that about yourself? Dating, love, friendships, marriage are about two people who like each other. Who have a connection. Not cattle. This is not Kabul. |
+1. |
I promise you'll be a lot happier if you marry for companionship, instead of some absurd value system. Their determination of your value is meaningless. |