So I created an online dating account…
So I made an online dating profile and I feel awkward about it. Not embarrassed, just awkward because I know that online isn’t real life. People online aren’t the same people in real life, it’s all perception, it’s all fake, blah blah blah.
It’s awkward because I’m not really the person to put myself out there when it comes to dating. It’s awkward because I don’t like the idea of people thinking they know me based off of a couple generic questions and a flattering picture (because of COURSE I am going to put a good picture up.)
If there was a way to put your guard up through the internet, I definitely found it. I’m great at making myself emotionally unavailable in person, and now I have become the first person to join a dating site only to ignore everyone on it. I have skillz.
I am discovering or rediscovering that I am so very much not a relationship person… Or, I should say, I am not a dater. I am selfish, independent, and extremely selective. I am attracted to balance and self-assuredness because that is what I want for myself. As I receive message after message commenting on my ‘generic-question’ answers and my flattering but-not-too-telling photos, I am indifferent. Not flattered, not excited, not intrigued, not impressed. Come on Cupids! If you can say that phrase or one-liner to anyone or clearly did not read my profile (because it says not to message me if you are going to only comment on my photos), then you would probably do the same in real life. Be interesting! Small talk is boring in person, it’s going to be hell online!
It is then that I remember why I am single in the first place. I like it.
I like being single. I like it because I am selfish and too independent and so totally picky. Not picky in a bad way. Just not missing anything. There is no void that needs to be filled, no missing puzzle piece, no pea to my pod.
I have friends to hang out with and when they are all busy (hanging out with their bfs,) I am very good at entertaining myself. I can financially support myself. I can feed myself. When I want to look at something adorable and express my love, I go home to visit my parents puppy :)
It’s not to say that I wouldn’t be interested. It’s just going to take some kind of explosive firecracker volcanic miracle to spark my interest… JUST KIDDING. But it will have to be something pretty special.
That being said I will still keep the profile. Ya know, just in case ;D
Good night peeps,