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Emotional Reliability
Somewhere along the line, I fell into a belief that as a man, I’m supposed to constantly find balance in whatever situation my mind considers “presentable.” That pushed me into near-constant critical thinking—trying to stabilize a thought as fast as a conversation moves, like I’m solving something in real time while people are still talking.
Over time, that turned into a default setting: fight over flight. Not always in the physical sense—more like an instinct to confront, correct, protect, or fix. The upside is that it sharpened my instincts and my sense of responsibility. The downside is that it quietly drained me. If I wasn’t solving something, I was recharging for the next moment where I felt I needed to step in and do what I sincerely believed was right. And the trap with that kind of mental training is simple: it becomes harder to let things just be what they are.
Back then, I truly thought I was doing the right thing. Now, with a clearer view of society (at least as I experience it), it sometimes feels like the mainstream is split between two extremes: people scavenging for whatever benefits them in the moment, and people praying hard for something better to finally take over. I haven’t lost faith in humanity—I just think real alignment would require a serious factor of unity. Otherwise, peace always gets undermined by comfort, impulse, and instant gratification.
Put bluntly: there are more takers than givers. And I don’t believe most people would trade apples for oranges out of fairness as their first instinct if it became a necessity.
All that to say, I’ve become a bit more reclusive in conversation. My mind naturally goes deep, and sometimes I catch myself mid-talk forcing casual small talk just to reach the end of a sentence. I’m not sure if that comes from being frustrated with myself, with people in general, with “the sheeple,” or if I’m simply overthinking it—and maybe I just need better environments, better energy, and more excitement.
None of that means I’m joyless. Quite the opposite: I genuinely love to laugh, and making the people I care about laugh matters to me.
And honestly? Who knows—maybe a simple hug from a woman who can relate would do more good than all this thinking ever did.
Relationship Timeline
2004
- Long-distance “early internet romance.” Weird story, honestly.
2005
- Peak high-school era: skater phase, hallway drama, classic teen romance energy.
2006
- A few house-party chapters.
2007
- Dating my high school love.
2008
- Moved out of town to work and live with my father — still dating.
2009
- First-love, long-distance breakup.
2010
- College girlfriend.
2011
- Moved back to my original province, opened a business — dated an elementary-school crush (yes, really).
2012
- Back out of province for work — caught feelings for someone I worked with (complicated, semi-dating).
2013
- A woman who kept traveling to see me became “not casual anymore” → officially my girlfriend.
- Moved in (special circumstances with her family).
2014
- Broke up after almost 3 years together.
2015
- Met an oddball girl on POF.
2016
- Celibate.
2017
- Celibate and reserved.
2018
- Moved out of town again, managing a business — dating wasn’t the priority.
2019
- Moved back and launched a business with my current partner — summers were chaos, winters were travel.
2020
- The scamdemic era: dating paused. Keeping the business alive came first.
2021
- Selective dating, with “shedding” precautions implemented.
2022
- Work got even busier. Same reality: selective, and finding “my kind” felt rare.
2023
- Dated someone mostly booksmart — I still wasn’t willing to commit.
- Stillsingle.ca was created as a side project.
2024
- Signed up for a few unvaxxed dating sites and some forum pages… to no avail.
- Work was heavy, as usual.
2025
- Best work season yet: most hours worked, best results.
2026
- If you made it this far… you might be the reason I don’t have to add 2027.
Now
- Go complete the application.
