Failed at Dating

At school and then at university I failed to date any girl and was seen as a nerd or a loser. But done very well at university and graduated second in my year. Years later still no change in my dating success, but due to my high income I had lost my virginity to a hooker by paying for sex. But I was later sent overseas to assist in a project and since I was in France, I decided to get professional sexual help from a sex therapist. She taught me everything I needed to know to please a woman but couldn't help at attracting one. I also started working out at a gym to bulk up my skinny body and got contacts to replace my thick glasses. Also learnt to dance and how to act at restaurants (what wine goes with what and what each of the cutlery was for) on my return I wasn't the skinny, thick glasses nerd that had left. I'd also changed my dress sense and went from casual to a stylist look. I'd been away 3 years, and few remembered me from before I left, and most importantly different women were in the offices. The others had mostly moved on or got married and left. So, I'd a clean slate to try my new look on and the first time I asked a woman out I actually got a date. But it was only the one as she moved on to another city soon after. Her replacement was my next attempt and as she was new to the city and not already in a relationship she accepted. After several dates and I got her to stay overnight with me in my apartment, I then got promoted and was entitled to an assistant. I chose my lover/girlfriend, I'd also asked her to move in with me and she had accepted before I got promoted. At 36 I was finally in a relationship with a woman and after several months I got another promotion/transfer. Mainly due to previous work in France as I could talk French, as I was to work in France and of course I would take my assistant/girlfriend who didn't speak French. But I started teaching her straight away and 2 months later we left for France. I was happier being in France with her then when I was back home. My confidence wasn't as high there as it is in France, here she was at a disadvantage and had to rely on me. But it wouldn't last forever as she was picking up French quite quickly. But at least I was more comfortable in my relationship with her. Then a year later we made a mistake, and I got her pregnant, so I asked her to marry me, and she agreed. That was 2018 and we still live and work in France and regularly return home to visit family with our 3 children in tow. Making the effort changed my life.