Exactly. If you want an attractive partner, the way to do it is BE ATTRACTIVE TO THE OPPOSITE SEX. Some women think the way to do it is be demanding ("I want it all", "I refuse to settle", etc), or to constantly blame men for being shallow, or to pay thousands of dollars to dating services.
None of those tactics work, because they don't make you any more attractive. What would work for this woman is losing some weight, getting rid of that Snuggie she's wearing and buying some sexier outfits, and taking a look at her own personality - why did she CHOOSE to devote all her energy to being an aggressive businesswoman, and what are the consequences of that lifestyle choice? Why have so many men decided she's not marriage material, that she's down to having to pay a shady dating agency just to find one willing to meet her? At some point you have to stop blaming everyone else, and consider the problem might be you.
Ms Fontaine says: 'Poor Terry. He was such a nice guy, a really decent bloke, but it was a total mismatch.'
'He kept going on about his boating holiday on the Thames. I prefer St Tropez. As we walked down the King's Road, me with my designer handbag and Terry with his rucksack, I just thought, "So much for the neuro linguistic programming."'
AND LATER, AS I CREPT UP BEHIND YOU IN A SHADY ISOLATED ALLEY, YOU WITH YOUR DESIGNER HANDBAG AND ME WITH MY RUCKSACK FULL OF DUCT TAPE AND ROPE, I JUST THOUGHT, "SO MUCH FOR THE TITANIUM OCTOPUS EYE." I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THAT MEANT, BUT IF YOU WANNA GO FULL DUCK YOU JUST GOT TO LEARN TO MAKE ROOM FOR SHIT LIKE THAT IN YOUR LIFE.
She's batshit crazy. No wonder she can't find a man.
At 32, after years suffering depression , unresolved trauma and undiagnosed Bipolar Disorder....
I visualised and described that I felt my heart was like an Edam cheese, yellow inside and encased in a thick yellow wax which stopped love and happiness entering and leaving my heart. Gradually through the treatment I felt the red wax melt away and I was left with a yellow heart.
I took myself on a trekking "holiday" in Morrocco which turned out to be a route march in the snow without the expensive and needed equipment. I wrote to everyone I knew asking to sponsor me to set up a charity to help others suffering from mental health issues.