Fool Zero.....you are cruel.

Originally I had no trouble with my age. I don't even look like I'm 32. Most people think I'm 26. However, my experiences with guys indicate that this "32" number is causing problems to guys. I've tried dating right? Here is one example of a guy that I went out with: We started off great, he was excited, I was excited, we went dancing, all going great. He asks me what I do for a living. I tell him I'm in sciences. He asks me what have I done with my life overall. I tell him that I got 2 masters and a PhD in chemistry. Then I see him count with his fingers......he was trying to find my age! So I offered to help him and just plain out say that I am 29 (I was 29 at the time). He froze. He started freaking out and yelling in the club "Whaaat??? 29?????". Then he would grab several passerbys and place bets with them on how old I was.
Then he turned to me and said "I thought you were 23!" with a facial expression that said "Damn! I wasted my time here!" and after that he left me. He went further inside the club and started dancing with a much younger woman. This dude was 38!!!!!!!!

Sadly this story has happened to me more than once. Of course the guy mentioned above had the most extreme behavior. All others, although they were either equal age to mine or older, they stopped "pursuing" me as soon as they find out of my age. Their face is always the same when I tell them my real age. Everything goes well until that point. I've thought to lie about it but....when I see someone that I like I really cannot go with it and lie to him. I feel comfortable with myself enough to tell the truth about my age to guys that I just meet.

Anyway, Fool Zero, you are cruel. I did everything I could to make sure my ex had fun in the stupid relationship we had. I worked so hard. He was the one that was never happy with anything. Yet, he still held me close. All times I tried to get out of the relationship he would switch to being the nice guy I had first met, the guy that I fell for. I never got anything from this relationship. It was just hard work. I really did think that this is how things are supposed to be. So, after all this effort, he decides to leave. He decides to marry the next woman he meets. In only 2 years he moves in with her, he gets engaged and he marries her. She didn't break a sweat for her relationship with him and yet, she gets to have him for life. And I'm left with nothing.
But you -and all others in here- are right with one thing, I don't think he thinks of me at all. He's moving on with life just fine. He doesn't think of me and how he tricked me. I was just another back he stepped on to move ahead in life. Fine. If I could also find "my other half", believe me I think I would be fine with that. Sadly I'm constantly alone, so I can't help but dwell in the past.