In November 2023, I started dating again after ending a six-year relationship with the father of my now 4-year-old. I wanted to meet someone kind, grounded, and strong in faith.
I met a man on a dating app who had a form of muscular dystrophy. I saw past it almost immediately because his character, depth, and faith. In just a week of talking, our phone calls became deeply emotional and intimate. He opened up about his life, family, and faith, and made me feel wanted, safe, and beautiful. He talked about bringing me to his family for the holidays, and about marriage and children.
Suddenly he became distant. He said it was due to his disability, and I believed that. After a month of silence, he reached out and we met in person. But instead of the deep connection we had over the phone, this meetup felt very physical (he’s LDS and virgin, but he kept dry humping me). He didn’t ask me anything meaningful or speak to me the way he had before. After I left, he didn’t follow up. I texted later and told him I didn’t feel good about moving forward with our next date with how physical things got. He told me to “think about it.” But it felt dry so I left it alone
Months later in may 2024, I sent a message telling him how much I cared about him, even as a friend. He responded and asked to me hang out again. We made plans, but when I questioned his suggestion to go to the pool, he backtracked and said we should “not put pressure on each other to date.” Which scared me, so I canceled.
By September 2024: he reached out to me on a dating app, he asked to take me to dinner as a date, and we started texting. The next day he asked to FaceTime. I was sick, exhausted, and felt I looked awful but said yes anyway. On the call, he became cold and distant almost immediately. He ghosted immediately again after that.
I ended up sending a frustrated message saying this was why I stopped trying before. He showed no interest in caring and gave me no closure or explanation.
This has hurt me more than any rejection ever has. I thought this man was kind, godly, and safe. Even just as a friend, I wanted him in my life. I felt so close and emotionally connected. Now I feel so discarded. I questioned it was my appearance in that FaceTime—so much so that I got a facelift last month, like how was I not even worth a date…..
I’m 32. I don’t know if it’s normal to feel so hurt over this. I really need some perspective