Inside the utter chaos of trying to date when you’re gay, disabled, & in your 30s
A post shared by Josh Galassi (@joshgalassi23)I never knew it was possible to feel simultaneously hopeful and depressed, but I guess that’s what dating will do to you when you’re gay, disabled, and in your 30s.
It’s a strange place to be. Gone are the glory days of my youth (or so it seems), but ask anyone in their 40s or 50s, and they’ll say I’m still (somehow) in my prime.
You still have so much life ahead of you. I’ll happen when you least expect it! Which, great. Fine. But how long must one go without expecting something, until you’re forced to accept the very real possibility you could die alone one day, in some morbid fashion, like choking on a grape simply because you were trying to increase your vitamin K intake?
Lord knows my dog won’t save me.Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and think, where the hell did my confidence go? Did I leave it somewhere in my 20s, when the world didn’t expect so much from me?
