Am I A Wuss?

I am 48, male and about to be alone for the first time in about 20 years. I'm scared as hell.

When I was single in my early twenties, I was often lonely, but never felt truly hopeless.

My first wife left me for another man. I left my second wife for my ex. I thought my ex was the love of my life. She's already moved on emotionally.

I recently met a woman on a dating app. We chatted for a while. There was a great deal of chemistry. We met briefly in person, hugged and kissed. She confirmed our date for two nights later. I messaged her later and she replied that it was great to see me. Then she ghosted me.

It is beginning to feel like a strong possibility that I will be alone for the rest of my days. I have two wonderful daughters, so I won't be truly alone, and I am eternally grateful for them. However, they will be with their mother most of the time.

I do have a job, but no car yet. It appears that I have little women today want. More than dying, I am petrified of being alone and ill (In that order).

Am I being a wuss? Or does it all make sense?

Thank you for reading.

Submitted September 05, 2020 at 06:28PM

I am 48, male and about to be alone for the first time in about 20 years. I'm scared as hell.When I was single in my early twenties, I was often lonely, but never felt truly hopeless.My first wife left me for another man. I left my second wife for my ex. I thought my ex was the love of my life. She's already moved on emotionally.I recently met a woman on a dating app. We chatted for a while. There was a great deal of chemistry. We met briefly in person, hugged and kissed. She confirmed our date for two nights later. I messaged her later and she replied that it was great to see me. Then she ghosted me.It is beginning to feel like a strong possibility that I will be alone for the rest of my days. I have two wonderful daughters, so I won't be truly alone, and I am eternally grateful for them. However, they will be with their mother most of the time.I do have a job, but no car yet. It appears that I have little women today want. More than dying, I am petrified of being alone and ill (In that order).Am I being a wuss? Or does it all make sense?Thank you for reading.