Absolutely no one is out of your league: unless you’re in a video game

Get rid of this stupid, stupid phrase and live in reality

I’m a lusciously slender woman in my twenties, brunette curls falling down to my pale bosom and framing my wide dark green eyes. My elegant hands can dance up a piano and my accent is flawless, cut-glass Queen’s English. I read Bronte and Tolstoy, can recite poetry, and make jokes about utilitarianism at a dinner party. I’m also very weird, standoffish, a bit of a snob, alarmingly disorganised, clumsy, anxious, arrogant, terrible at routines, fickle, argumentative, deeply insecure, lazy, awkward, shy, highly opinionated, selfish, moody, emotional, on edge, ruthlessly ambitious, a daydreamer and honestly: I’m someone I can absolutely understand you not wanting to be with, no matter whether you were a bus driver or a billionaire.

Because I’m a human being.

And the same is true about absolutely every woman or man you’ll ever meet. No one: and I mean no one, can wealth, gym, or beauty themselves out of being wrong for you.

Sorry, you can’t logic your way into the ‘prize’ of a girlfriend

There is no point wanting more ‘matches’ by achieving a shallow level of appeal when what actually gets you into a healthy relationship is compatibility with another person. You’re not working at a brothel. The goal isn’t to get 500 women…