It's funny to think about how dating has changed in that last 10 years so drastically. The idea of meeting someone IRL is almost preposterous and now our thumb or index finger has become our true arbiter of love. Online dating is a gruesome undertaking. It takes you on a rollercoaster quite like no other. The dopamine hit that you get from a match is unparalleled but the inevitable first ghosting you experience where you are filled with a sour feeling of violet rejection makes you want to roll up into a ball and watch reruns of Friends. To counteract how humdrum this undertaking is I've decided to create a memoir to document the highs and lows of the carnival ride of love. So as promised, here's date 1.
Navigating through your 20s can be a fickle thing. The metronome is constantly swaying from “oh man I've got this” to “will I ever really be good enough?” For me, over the past few years the metronome has been hitting the latter part of the spectrum and bouncing, albeit a boomerang to the beat of "Eye of the Tiger."
Are You Dating a Chocolate Cake or a Chicken Salad?
Working in a creative agency where the lines of office formalities are incredibly blurry and boundaries are non-existent, my dating life is on display for all to comment on and, for those spoken for, live vicariously through.
Are We Still Living in a Man's World?
“It is far harder to be a boy today than it is to be a girl.” These were the words uttered out of the mouth of a mother of three boys and one girl. To my response “why?”: “Well if a boy and girl go for a job, it’s going to be handed to the girl purely based off her having a vagina.”