>be me
>28 year old virgin
>desperately swiping on dating apps
>find fat black girl with caked on makeup and ducklips
>she is sort of nerdy and ok to talk with
>end up going on a date
>she talks the entire time about how cute I am, really flirty and nice, makes me feel good about myself for the first time in forever
>go back to her place
>she immediately drinks two full bottles of white wine in less than 2 minutes
>starts drunkenly grinding on me
>she takes off her wig
>looks exactly like a fat 11 year old black boy that got bullied for yugioh or something
>she starts stripping
>before we move to her bedroom, she mentions "I just have to tell you this, I have genital herpes, is this ok?"
>immediately start evacuating
>she starts rambling about how men are all the same, nobody loves me for me wahh wahh etc

I almost fucked up my entire life even worse than it already is for some fat, ugly, infected pussy.

I was a 27 year old virgin.
I lost it to a 6'1" woman with several front teeth missing and a face like Barney Rubble.

Made me not want to participate in anything romantically for several years. Found a still ugly but markedly more attractive (extremely mentally ill) 25 year old virgin girl at 30, now we have 2 kids and most days are exhausting and miserable, but having your survival instincts pushed by something other than hunger and lust is pretty nice after 3 decades of abject hopelessness and apathy.

I really don't recommend crazy women unless you grew up in an abusive house though, I'm not sure I could ever deal with this bitch if it weren't for the fact that my brain clocks out every time she starts doing some crazy bitch shit.

Being with her has made me more anti-woman than I ever was before. Every outlandish tantrum is met with validation and excuses from the people around her, and even the women that despise her treat her with kid gloves. I'm sure that most men who grew up with sisters experienced this early on, but I was an only child, and it's kind of baffling to witness happening so consistently.