I gave up on American women before I ever really began. One American girlfriend [I got cheated on] and that was it. I tried to date other American women but it didn't ever amount to anything and they were all flaky, game-players, not interested, offering hook-ups but not real relationships [so I passed on them- I was never into hook-up culture], or basically just unavailable [they couldn't make up their mind if they wanted to go to the opera or stay home and binge watch some TV show].
I have only dated one American woman in my life. I've had offers for hook-ups and casual sex from more than a few and I've had marriage proposals from a few, the latter being damn odd. Normally the man proposes marriage and within the context of a serious long-term relationship.
I have had several women, acquaintances, ask me to marry them, I declined, they then offered themselves for relations, I declined. They then asked if I would consider siring children for them, I declined.
There was one woman where all I was doing was helping her with research for a senior thesis and by the end of the semester she asked me to marry her, I said "you don't really know me" she then asked me to sire a child for her, and I said, "I barely know you and I would only have a child with a woman I loved and who was my wife."
That was my experience from about age 19 to age 25 as an American male in the USA. I guess one could say I had the looks but no real money to back anything up. I also had a confidence problem as a younger man, around 19-25. I didn't begin to get real confidence until somewhere around age 27-28 when I began to become financially successful. I came from a lower middle class background and we were always hovering on the verge of possible poverty. My father financed most of my undergraduate education at great cost to himself; I paid for the rest. I financed all of my law education but wound up so successful that I repaid my law loans within 6 months of getting my law license. There was a progression of success level I experienced in my late 20s and early 30s of "move to a better neighborhood with a house that was worth 3x where we had been" level of success to now I am at the point of, "I could probably buy a chalet in the Swiss Alps if I wanted to do so" level of success.
Have I ever given up on women, period? Women as a class/group. No way.
There are some countries I won't date from and some countries I would be livid if some future son of mine came home with a woman from said country.
USA
Canada
United Kingdom
New Zealand
Australia
Israel
[those are the big six]
Next would be-
France
Belgium
Netherlands
Norway
Sweden
Denmark
I expect any children of mine to honor me and marry somebody within their faith tradition and within the general ballpark of their ancestry so that my grandchildren resemble me in some sense.
In any event, I noticed that as I was 28 coming up on 29, I was thrilled with where I was in life and where I was going in life. Around age 32-33 I realized, "I have finally arrived, the future belongs to me."
While I noticed women around me in my age peer group were melting-down and many were complete train-wrecks [girls I had gone to high school with were being busted for possession, prostitution, ODing and being taken to the hospital] I was pounding the pavement and drumming up business, getting case after case, client after client, making things happen, and depending on the month I was anywhere from $14,000 per month to $25,000 per month, with a few insane months with a spike to $30,000 and one of $65,000 for the month. I had found my calling.
In short, right now I am in the best years of my life, and this will probably last for about 20 more years. I would never take on a woman who gave her best years to a company office job or a string of men and who then comes to me and expects to give me the cold leftovers while she gets my best years.
I would always advise a young man who wants a wife and a family to "be ready to die alone if you're not going to look outside of the Anglosphere."
I would rather die alone than partner up with an American, British, or French woman. Especially since I know I won't die alone.