I don’t really mean to come off as a smart ass, but the truth is, I’m smart. It’s just the basic truth and things really come easily to me. My siblings hated me for it, my parents thought I was rude when I would correct them, and my teachers tried to teach me humility. It seldom worked.

Because my brain works faster and sees ridiculously easy solutions to hard problems, I seem to be touched by the Good Life Fairy. College was a breeze, grad school was paid for by fellowships and grants and whatever, and universities were recruiting me to study there for my PhD. Full ride, no loans, no debt.

At twenty-five I got a job with a research institute making a high six figure income. I lived in a large metropolitan area and was able to afford a great townhouse, I drive a much admired sports car that I seldom use, and to anyone looking from the outside into my life it looks incredible. I admit that things have been ridiculously easy for me and I am grateful. I really am. But....

Women hate me. I have tried to understand why but it eludes me. I have gone out with beauties. I have dated women as smart as me or smarter. I have pursued women at my financial level. I have picked up random less-than-ideal women in bars, parks, on buses and airplanes and have had zero luck in making a connection. I have been told I am good looking and interesting and a good catch but I am thirty-nine years old and they only thing that has not come easy to me is a good relationship.

I am lonely.

I want to fix this.

Is there help,for me out there? Any help?

Sigh.