I was scrolling through the internet and I saw an article titled "Tips For Dating a Typical Nigerian Woman", so of course I had to take a look at that and see what the author suggests.
Now really is the time for internet dating. Have you noticed? Hinge is firing up a storm, bumble is buzzing away, OKCupid is moving at whatever speed OKCupid normally moves at and Tinder, well that's probably not doing so well. And why? Covid-19 baby!
It’s hard to be in a relationship nowadays. Susie had a hard time being a little person and trying to find a real relationship. There were a lot of false hopes made at her expense and broken promises made as well. She had it rough starting out. Each made me feel less and less confident about myself as she recalled different situations she was in:
It’s Okay That It Didn’t Work Out. Forgive Yourself
Many people would be surprised when I tell them that I have never dated any human beings before, and I am 25 years old. Many people would question the reasons behind this decision, as they find me to be well qualified to date, I am a graduate student in a prestigious school, my look is just fine if I am allowed to say so, and I have a deep understanding of love and romance.
Dating in my 20s sucked, but mostly because I was being rejected by guys I liked who didn't like me back. Now in my 30s, I'm being rejected by guys I like who do appear to like me back. Confusing, I know. Welcome to dating in 2020.
"I'm sorry but I have to go, I'm getting attached and I cannot do this", she said as she whispered goodbye to her kindred spirit. This person who marked a difference in her life, who poured energy and patience into her as she slowly evolved out of her shell. Something just did not feel right, but what was it? Why? Why didn't he make sense to her? Why couldn't she just choose him? It's just not that easy... "I don't want to lose you", he said, "the person that you are, you are a beautiful person inside & out. I don't want to lose our friendship." She hesitated, as if for one moment this could actually work between them, they had a great connection after all. He was good to her and loyal, she was attracted to his intelligence and his eloquence. She smiled and felt hopeful, but then remembered that she vowed to herself she would wait for her person, the person. It would be a long wait, she knew this, as she remained loyal to her sworn vows of patience. That must've been the saddest Thursday of the year, the one when she said good bye.
Hey lovebirds, I have a message for you all.
Being single and quarantined is anything but ideal. Loneliness seeps its way in as in-person contact becomes more infrequent. As someone who deals with a mood disorder called cyclothymia, this is at once a challenge and a relief. Hypomanic Me is like, "Why?! I just want to go out and see things and talk to people and drive my Jeep and go to the park with the kids and yadda, yadda, yadda." Depressive Me is feeling even more fatigued and irritated by silly little things, and she just wants to bury herself under the covers with a really long book.
Fellas I recently discovered that I had been cheated on for the last six months. I honestly did not know what to do so I sought answers and advice from trusted confidantes and allies. One of which was my big brother. I respect my brother. I admire him. I love him. He is the perfect big brother but he is a man who is not without flaws. I thought that he would be a wise person to discuss my relationship woes with since he had been there, done the bullshit and has come back from the brink and landed into a place where he thankfully puts his relationship and his woman first.