My parents barred marrying a Bethelite when I was six or seven. After the comment, they never made any statement that I might marry or even date any man. Pioneering and the single, dedicated life was assumed. I hated it. All they did was praise my school work and brightness without ever acknowledging that I could be a full woman (pardon my lack of feminism but it had not yet become part of my life). My high scool male peers mostly attended a Pentecostal church. They were actively encouraged to date in groups but no girl from our school or neighborhood.
I felt like an outcast. No man would ever want me was constantly screamed at me by my father.
Finally, I am in college. Since I never attended dances, mixers, or parties, it was sheer hell but I wanted the experience desperately. The years of adjustment were hell but I had no where else to go. Over time, I acclimated. My chief strategy was pretending as if I were a wordly girlfriend. I felt so worthless as me. It truly helped me over much panic. Within a few years, it was necessary evil to go through the motions but the pay off was great. I could be me. No more pretending I was someone else.
There is another factor I faced. Not one boy asked me out in all of high school. When I arrived at college, no one received the memo that I was beyond the pale to date. My mom, who never truly dated anyone, thought I could do it without coaching or support. During law school, I date many men. People at the law firm fixed me up with friends. Well, I was the same me. Circumstances matter. It pays to do online dating or join organized social groups that attract both men and women. I joined a private church club in NY that required interviews and references. They kept the percentage of men to women high. Women had to wait to join until the percentage of men was met. They had a yacht, parties galore, and volunteer groups. We were encouraged to mix at bars after meetings to socialize even more. This club is legendary in NY for prof'l marriages.
There are also groups in NY or probably any city that teach basic social skills. HOw I could used such a course! This stuff is not magic but an acquired skill. Altho my peers were adept at mixers, dates from about 12 onwards, it only took me about three years. I had no help either b/c I was too embarassed.
Close male friends after a certain age openly talked about their goal of marriage. love and children. They needed support from female friends to reassure them. If you listen to women talk, however, you would believe that no such men exist anywhere. The scary thing about a JW upbringing is that it does not disappear over night. It can become a self fulfilling prophecy. All the pain and embarssment I suffered I was infinitely worth the effort. I also believe there are pay offs in other areas of life b/c learning this worldly, evil stuff helps you have confidence in all areas of life.