#bostonsb

Has anyone else gotten weird stalker messages today from multiple numbers???? I’m freaking out. Person claims we met on SA, I haven’t been active on there since FOSTA/SESTA and haven’t given anyone new my info in almost a year.

They just make it too easy. He reached out to me first on SA, I have his town, state (local), occupation (physician), photo (eh, definitely outdated though) and a potential first name.

So, of course, I proceed to the State Board and look up all physicians in my state, browse by county, sort by name, and get to work Googling.

Within 5 minutes, I have his practice, salary, 3 biographies from various medical websites detailing likes and interests, and dozens of photos. Not to mention, I have his real age (75, not 48), photos of his wife and children (prefer not to answer my ass), and a glimpse of his personality (patient reviews are not good).

My plan to turn vanilla into sugar has ended horribly. It’s been six months and all I’ve gotten is a headache. I need some advice on how to better next time.

Background: Met B on bumble, he is 10 years my senior (super young, mistake #1), and works in the medical field. He makes about 200k a year and his family has money. He’s also very naive and an ass, no other woman in her right mind would date him. We’ve been together for 6 months and all I got was a $100 perfume set for my birthday that smelled disgusting. So disappointing.

I could have put more effort into the relationship I suppose, but I need a clear start-to-finish guide on turning vanilla into sugar.

1. Master the art of turning vanilla into sugar. I’m surrounded by doctors in my vanilla life, so it’s a good skill to know.

2. Engage with a different type of POT. I usually go for the old, white medical doctors and it’s getting a bit blasé.

I don’t know if it’s the holidays or mercury coming out of retrograde, but these men on SA have it so twisted. You pay my bills and I don’t vomit when you pull out your liver spotted dick. That’s the deal.

Was offered $100 for a meet (I thought he meant lunch), then he said I’d have to host. Realized he meant THAT kind of meet, said I don’t host to just shut it down right then and there. Then this asshat says “it’s okay, the $100 will go to a hotel room.” ..... leaving me with nothing... I shit you not, he was dead serious.