I can only assume that you are physically a 175 lb man with the emotions and mentality of a 375 lb man. Understandable. When I lost a bunch of weight before (a few years ago), people complimented me on how well I looked - you've lost so much weight, you look great, blah blah blah - but I didn't FEEL much different. I had a much better physical image, but my mentality was still that of the nearly 300 lb man I used to be. So, nothing much changed in my life. Yes, my body was much different, but my mental state hadn't changed much. And, THAT is what kept me lonely for so many years.
I wish I had some magical words of wisdom or some sort of 'solve all problems' kind of advice, but I don't. However, I can give you a shard of truth which comes from my own battle with weight/depression/loneliness, what-have-you.
I spent years alone before I met Jen. YEARS. No girlfriends, no dates, not even a shred of interest from the female sex. Nothing. I sat in my room alone, beating myself up for years. Physically, I was ok for the most part. Some of that time was spent as a nearly 300 lb man, but a lot of it was spent as a 220 lb man who didn't look half bad. Unfortunately, even at my lightest, my emotions remained heavy. It was hard for me to rid myself of the emotions I felt for so long - just because I lost a bunch of weight didn't mean I lost my insecurities along with them. All of the negative stuff remained...and it remained there for a while. Until I met Jen.
We clicked. Things started slow and took a long, long time to blossom into an actual loving relationship with genuine feelings, but we clicked. As time went on, we fell in love and, although I can't speak for her, I know that MY life got better. I was happier, full of love and gained a positive look on life. BUT, I will still insecure for a long, long time - VERY insecure. It took me years to really get past the emotions I had which came from being fat and unattractive. For the longest time, I found it very hard to believe that Jen actually wanted me and was actually attracted to me. To be blunt - even though she was willingly having sex with me (and enjoying it), I STILL didn't feel like she wanted me. Crazy, huh? But, that's how screwed up my emotions were. After all that time, in my head, I was still that nearly 300 lb fatty - even though I had a girlfriend who loved me, was both physically and emotionally attracted to me, and was always by my side.
My point is this - shit happens. Not every woman is going to want you. Not every woman is going to find you attractive. But, that's ok. Every moment I spent alone, I used to beat myself up and blame myself for my situation - I'm too fat, I'm ugly and unattractive, nobody wants me and who could blame them, I'm hideous and that's why I'm alone - but the reality is that you can't force love. It wasn't my fault. It was just my mentality. It's just life.
I found mine and you can find your's. Keep your chin up and don't let the ones that don't create sparks keep you from missing your chance to find the one who starts a fire.
And, if you want, I'll let you borrow Jen for a while. If you give her caramels, she'll do anything. AN-Y-THING.