...mind writting about your first date?

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I'm utterly lonely and discouraged.

I've never had a date, or a partner.

I'm hoping to hear stories about people who persevered and succeeded.

I can write about persevered and succeeded. But it would have NOTHING to do with my first date [identified as the time SU and I stopped on the way back from the shipping company and had a meal on me - a long stoy with littlde point.

The process took time. Best advice - do NOT be in a hurry.

I guess my first real date was in college, when this guy who had kissed me once asked me out to eat. We went to a burger place and I was really nervous because he kept looking at me while I ate, and I felt like I had burger all over my face. XD
Later we went to Sin City. I guess it's not the best date movie, but it's not the worst, and we both liked it even though I think it was gorier than we expected.
Anyway, we live together now.

(There was this boy in high school who was my boyfriend for a little while too, but we never went on any dates.)

Philo is right, if you try to rush it the girl will probably get spooked. I refused the first time my current BF asked me on a date (which was long before he kissed me) because I was just so surprised and I didn't know him very well at all. It's good to become friends first because you don't know how uncomfortable and off-putting it can be for a strange guy to be a little too friendly with you, lol.

I have never had a date.

My first date was when I was in college. I asked out a girl who I was in a class with, I had been in another class with her the previous semester, so she was somewhat familiar with me. We had never hung out really though. I always had the best grades in class and everyone wanted to study with me. She asked if she could and I said "sure," even though I didn't actually study.

While we were studying I asked her if she wanted to go to dinner and a movie sometime. She said alright. That weekend I drove her to another college nearby that had a bigger library, because she had to do some research, then we went out to a movie, and dinner afterwards.

The conversation the whole time was awkward as usual, she commented that I asked a lot of questions, which I said was just because I was very inquisitive. At the time I didn't know I had AS, didn't even suspect it yet, because I'd never heard of AS yet then. I did know I was different, just wasn't sure how.

After dinner I walked her back to her dorm room and she invited me in for a bit. We talked some more and she commented that I might be able to help her with a computer problem she'd been having. We stayed in her common area on the couch, and her roommate was there. When I said I could come in her room to look at the computer, she said it could be done another time.

She was supposed to be going out dancing with her roommate later that night, and said she had to get ready for that. So, she walked me downstairs to the front door or her building and we parted ways. After I had already started walking away I realized she had been leaning forward to give me a goodnight kiss, but by the time it registered she had already turned and gone back in the building.

I had said I would call her to make plans to hang out again, but I never did. I think it was because I felt stupid for not kissing her goodnight, and also because I didn't feel that attracted to her. She was not bad looking by any means, but just not my type exactly. I asked her out originally because I thought she was nice and might actually say yes, and I'd never been on a date prior to that.

My first boyfriend was at 14, so not much of a date there. We met on a mission trip out of the country, but coincidentally lived quite near one another in the states. Since we were so young and my parents didn't know him, they didn't let me go out alone with him right away. (Plus we couldn't drive, and I wasn't very trustworthy at the time, lol.) He came to my house and watched a rented movie that neither of us were interested in. After, we sat on the back porch and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Nice, innocent 14 year old date there. We actually dated for quite some time. But, we're both quite different now and don't even talk anymore (at my request).

I've only been on two or three dates in my life, all with the same guy, when I was 23. I saw him for a little while and then it was over. One of my classmates set us up. Our first date we went out to dinner, and then we met some of my classmates at a bar. It was pretty people-heavy. I found a lot of the time after a date I would need alone time.