I met who I thought was the love of my life. Only a few things would I have changed at all. He contacted *me* first, and after giving it some thought, I decided to get us in deep. I thoroughly looked forward to getting to the point where we spent the rest of our lives together.
Then, after a while, he stopped messaging me.
I talked to someone earlier today, and he said he was probably either a middle-aged pervert who creates fake profiles, or a robot.
As a person with autism, I had never been in love before and now, for the first time, I experiencing my first genuine heartbreak. My depression has also gotten a promotion from intermittent to consistent.
After reading about the bad customer service, I'm afraid to report it.