This is something I’ve been meaning to do for a while now. I’ve been thinking about doing a “foreword” for my game, and this will probably wind up being a part of it, if I even like what I put up.

Act I is close to being finished.

Anyway.





I started online dating my freshman year of college. That would be…seven years ago. My close friend Ryan met a girl there(they did not end up staying together for long) and he recommended it to me. At the time, I was single and open to trying anything since I was just out of high school, so I signed up.

It wound up being something I got into. I was just messaging people for a while, but I met up with a girl from the site about a semester after I signed up. She was nerdy, and her profile picture was astounding and we had decent rapport online so I took a chance. It turns out she used a fake profile picture(at least I think…unless she used an ungodly amount of makeup and dyed her hair, I’m pretty sure it was fake) and we didn’t have any in person chemistry.



We went on two dates. The first one I don’t remember, the second one I only remember because I took a shot of vodka to try and make myself a bit better of a talker. It didn’t help. We just had decided on getting dinner on campus(she lived at the dorms, as did I), and we never met up again. I did butt dial her a few days later though.

I want to say it had an effect on me but I didn’t really know what to think. I just wanted to believe that it would get better, it wasn’t really meant to be, and there wasn’t anything truly wrong with me and I wasn’t going to die alone. At this time in my life, I was very inexperienced with women.

I didn’t really go on many OKCupid dates soon after that. I did date a girl though, I lost my virginity to a different girl, and somewhere after that I wrote w4m. The first act.

I believe I wrote it to vent my frustration at my relationships. Things were happening, and I didn’t feel angry or hurt by much of it, but it did leave me with a lot of misplaced feelings. Writing has always been an outlet of mine anyway, and the play naturally followed from that.

About a year or so after that I met up with Chanel. She was a girl I went to high school with. She was two years younger than me, which back then was a long time. I saw her in passing once or twice at the anime convention. And then I saw her on OKCupid, and messaged her.

We went on a pleasant date. Breakfast at Eggs N’ Things, and then we watched Silver Linings Playbook. It was the first date where I was really excited to go on a second. There was no second date.

She cancelled on me. I tried to reschedule, it never worked out. I do think about what I said from time to time, what I could have said to have put her off from getting to know me better. Telling her I went to 4chan and was a “horsefucker” was definitely it.



Fuck me.

Anyway.





A year or so later I met Mido. She was a transplant from Reno. She lived close to me(I had moved back home and commuted to college) and we got along really well. She was a punk rock chick, who had been through hell and back, and was here living with her dad trying to make another go at a new start. She wanted to go back to school. She didn’t have any formal plans, but she had a good head on her shoulders all things considered.



Things were good, for a month. She broke off all contact randomly one day. Deleted me from social media. I had to badger her to give me a reason why and she still didn’t. She just said goodbye. She told me that she would wish me luck, but I didn’t need it.



It turned out that she had gotten knocked up by her boyfriend before she moved out here. I creeped her Facebook(she unblocked me after a while), she has a kid now. She had mentioned that her boyfriend tried to get her pregnant so they would stay together, but she said it didn’t work. Well, I guess it did.



Anyway.





Then I met Aimee, and I love her to death. She’s been a huge part of my life ever since November 11, 2013. There were a few in between first dates before Aimee that were nothings. A girl did tell me she had been dumped by her boyfriend because he got cancer. You know, nothing really special. Aimee is special, and amazing, and so much fun to be around. I’ll post a “success story” thing later.

