Oh honey, no.

I'm sure this dead horse has been flogged over and over already by previous posts, but no friends is leaps and bounds better than fakes any day. I've lead a pretty internalized life, up til now, growing up I was always 'that guy' with all the girls for friends, who everyone hated. Everyone was jealous, and either called me a slut with HIV or a (homophobic expletive) I don't think I can fill one hand with the friends I still keep in touch with from back then who haven't gotten bored of me, or moved on, or whatever else. The ones I do have though? I'll prob lose them too in transition and coming out. Maybe not. Maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised. *fingers crossed.*
It deeply pains me to hear you had to 'pay your way' with the methods you have, that's heartbreaking, and sadly that is a reality for a lot of us. Rose colored glasses are off. It can get pretty damned horrible, it really can. Not everyone can be an internet celebrity with a million subscribers on youtube and have all the hardships just kept aside for someone else to have. Having lived this, and made it through WILL make you stronger. Trust me.
I understand the 'not wanting to exclusively have trans friends.' I have such sheer terror of going to support groups in the area, and realizing I just 'don't fit in' there either. Which can be a possibility, just because we all have one pretty massive thing in common, DOES NOT MEAN WE'RE ALL DESTINED TO BE A HAPPY LITTLE POSSE. I'll flat out say it, I expect most will outright hate me. Cis women oftentimes outright hate each other too. My girlfriend struggles with not having any friends either, and shes a super pretty and sweet girl, it BAFFLES MY MIND. These problems aren't exclusive to being trans, or even exclusive to being a woman. But it CAN be fixed if you want it.
(anti)social media, isn't anything to lose sleep over, don't worry if a few mouth breathers deleted you, or blocked you, or just flat out 'took the high road' and severed contact. (I don't see that being very morally above the previous options? whatever makes them sleep better at night, I guess.)
I know you probably hurt like hell, and I can't blame you. I get it. The last thing you probably want is some complete stranger throwing cliche after cliche after cliche at you about 'it gets better.' But, it does, it will, and you will. Honestly girl, like you said, you're done. You're a knockout. Too old? give your head a shake lol
I don't know about the places you're trying to meet people, I do get the frustration of people only wanting a piece of you, or something you have to offer, perhaps it's time to step outside that comfort zone, outside of what comes easy. Go to a rock and bowl, mini putting, hell, go to a movie. Treat yourself, spoil yourself. If you can have fun alone, people are drawn to that. The RIGHT sort of people. Hell, I've gone to 'all nighter' laser tag events all by myself, and left with like 20 people chasing after me to join their club and I wasn't even trying to make friends.
(I'm actually a pretty unlikable person, so if I can, you can do better, much better.) Completely spontaneous.
Just live. Hell, even try going back to school? It couldn't hurt to try and get away from 'escorting.' Hang out in the computer commons. Go to the gyms at the school instead of where you usually go. Anything to get out of that rut.
I can't quite tell, but where are you from? Even your typing seems to have an accent. (I'm truly sorry if this is impolite, I have no filter.) If English is a second language, that could also be another hurdle, but a surpassable one none the less. If not? and you're just speed typing and frustrated, maybe learn a new language? Why not? Add another course on if you want. People do that all the time, I think?
Maybe I'm just babbling.
You can call me an idiot if you like, but a wise person once said to a friend of mine from a long ways back who was having a lot of problems this way; 'Do you like yourself? Do you love yourself?' The answer to both of these was no. So he replied 'Then why the (expletive) should anybody else?' I think it was a tough love moment but it broke him out of his funk.
I too get frustrated at the whole mass of young people *RACING* to get married, get in debt (buy a house? In Canada its financial suicide right now imo.) and pop out kids like the world is ending tomorrow. It's not. Live. Get wild. (Within reason lol) Nobody's standing there with a stop watch waiting for you to hit the finish line. Do you.
I'm sure you can find plenty of other things to talk to other women about. (I'm not going to bother differentiating cis or trans, it's pointless to me.) And if that's all they want to talk about, they're probably boring and not worth knowing anyway, that's what small talk is for.
Go easy on yourself, it's everyone else's loss, not yours. You've been through so much. Pat on the back. I'ma end this novel here. lol