I can’t say women don’t like me. They do. They make up a solid half (or slightly more) of my friends, and I care about each of them. But they never think of me as someone to date. No, not like they have some active aversion to doing so, that doesn’t seem to be it. More like the idea never crosses their minds. They’ll say wonderful things about me and even insist that other women should want to date me, but they never intend to or always notice that they wouldn’t.
I don’t push the matter, of course, and don’t intend to. Everyone gets to make their own choices, and I admittedly haven’t talked to many of them about it. Instead, I’m trying to admit that it confuses me. Nothing ever seems wrong. I wasn’t rejected, I was never considered.