We used to have what was called "the meat market" at our district conventions. It was always so fun to sit and watch these desperate sisters flirt and parade around. You could tell their main mission was to hook somebody.
Way back when I was a JW, I resigned myself to the single life and was positive I would be single forever. But that's not what I wanted. I cried at the thought of my elderly self sitting at home alone. I had worked so hard to do all the things WT said to do to be a spiritual sister. Afterall, spirituality was what the brothers were supposed to be looking for, right? Nope. I quickly learned they could care less. They wanted the hottest chick. I was never about that. I worked hard on my inner self and even though I was intelligent, whitty and fun, no one bothered. I remember whem instant messaging first became popular and all the young JWs were on, I did an experiment where I pretended to be someone they didn't know. Low and behold, I had them in the palm of my hands, wanting to meet up when these same brothers would never even bother to say hello to me. Oh well, their loss. After I left I dated as I pleased. I never had to worry about the attention of men. I now have my man, a healthy relationship and a beautiful daughter. I couldn't be happier.
My poor siblings are all single except 1 and will forever be. I feel for them because they will never know what its like to have the loving touch of the opposite sex. And speaking of sex, it's great and that's normal but they will never know that. It saddens me to the core. But that's the choice they made, not me.