No. I didn’t say that at all. I’m talking about my actual experiences actually dating men, nothing to do with being undercover or a fake personality. I wasn’t fucking Nazis.

Random man approaching me at a turning point conference has nothing to do with why I don’t think men are worth my time. Nothing to do with why I would rather be alone than attempt to have a life where I come home to someone.

I feel the same way. A night with a decent book or movie is preferable to trying to wade back into the dating pool.