Last night I went on a dating platform for people on the spectrum and stupidly wrote a big long thing about how when I send someone a heart instead of a like it means that I find them attractive, but am happy to start as friends and see where things go. Needless to say, at least one woman was uncomfortable with this post, all the dudes supported me (which is the moment I knew I had fucked up, because you never want to be on the same side as lonely, horny dudes), and nuked my profile/the thread after apologizing for causing discomfort and recognizing publicly my inability to come back from this faux pas. I'd also stopped receiving messages at this point, so there was nothing to lose anyway (read into that what you will).

So the moral of the story is to never assume you're more than a thirsty, desperate loser, because that's the real you. You're no better than the other guys, and you'll tear yourself down if no one tears you down first. Also I guess I just don't fit in anywhere, even with people supposedly like me. Or worse, I fit in too well but am self-aware enough to hate myself for it.

Go on, trash me. Hate me. I know I've said something worth cancellation. I know I've hurt someone. I know I need to leave this place because I've become something ugly, so please strike the final blow.