Hi all.

I'm 37, male, British-Asian. I work in Finance & (still) live with the family I grew up with.

After my last 2 girlfriends I had an ex get in touch from when we were 20. the ol' "how are you, thought I'd see if you're ok." turns out that the ex's husband is cheating on her, so I say "you the opportunity here to leave him & build a life with me." her response is "no thanks. we were never that deep anyway."

No woman has ever chosen me. I am a solid 7. I'd be an 8 with a better body, 9 without grey hair & a 10 if I had money. I used to be a romantic man, but now I feel sad because it's Always seemed like I was taken for granted & that last "deep" comment kind of proves it. I feel worthless & unlovable even though I do all I can to make my women happy.

will a woman ever put me first?

TL;DR wondering if love is real or a dream based on 90s upbringing.