Love is a Batte Field
Pat Benatar is not the only one to understand what love truly is. It’s a vicious blood sport in which only the strong survive. At least if you have DMD. I basically stayed on the sidelines waiting for a girl friend to suddenly appear out of nowhere and we’d live happily ever after. It apparently doesn’t work like that. Now I need a plan B and have probably a very little time to put it into action.
First I need to actually go outside and meet a nice women who isn’t married or into women. Then you have to say hello before they run screaming from the room (or chat room, or other cyber forum). Then you hope the woman actually wants to get to know you and once she gets to know you, likes you. You may even decide you don’t want them, even if they like you. Finally, they have to not care that you are funny looking or talk like Darth Vader. Not Empire Strikes Back Vader, but the dying Return of the Jedi Vader who can’t breathe and talk at the same time without getting winded. (Example- “Luke… gasp… you were right… gasp… Tell your sister… gasp… you were right.”)
Good luck!