So I've been attempting to be a little more social, got two volunteer jobs (besides my day job), been active on Tinder and a couple similar apps. So now I've got a date coming up with a seemingly nice woman (52), I'm M45. I'm already starting to envision and dreading explaining my recluse lifestyle, feeling certain it will scare her off.
I'm also second guessing my own motivations, I have these mania sometimes (not in the magnitude of a disorder) where I go all out on some random new hobby, only to soon get bored with it. I fear the 'I want a relationship' is kind of like that...
Besides my SzPD I also have a chronic depression.
Never been in a relationship before btw, I had sex a few times when I was young but that is about it in terms of experience.
Anyone been in this boat? Any wisdom to offer?