Well it's been a few months since my very first online date...
A few months since I worried whether or not I looked good enough, if he would like me, was my breathe ok, etc.
Ya, i don't give a shit about any of that anymore.
The apps have changed my dating outlook, but try as they may, they have not soured my disposition. They have succeeded only in making me more secure and certain of what i want and who I will entertain.
I look back on my earlier self, and I want to tell her not to be nervous....they're barely listening to you. The dress you tried on four times...they're only thinking about how to remove it. I want to tell her, she's fine! There's nothing you can say or do that will change the outcome of this date. Today's man is NOT here for you. he cares only about himself, and his ability to get you into bed.
So, maybe I sound a wee bit sour, eh? Perhaps...
I am smarted now and with the help of many girlfriends and countless hours of texts, calls, cries and questions I have come to be to see these men for who and what they are and to recognize their game almost instantly.
This blog exists to recount the numerous online dates I have endured. Come along for the ride and enjoy in my suffering!
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