Inbox Zero: My Short Lived Dating App Experiment
I made the profile in a fit of rage. I'd never used a dating app before.
I found myself, quite abruptly, without a person. No one to text dumb little stories to, no "good morning" messages, no late night chats. And that, coupled with grief, was eating away at me. I rarely leave my house, I'm not a one-night-stand kind of person, so I thought, maybe, an app would give me access to a lot of people I'd not otherwise meet.
I've heard the horror stories. I've heard every tip. I knew the basic safety precautions about inviting people to my house, sharing too much about where I live or work, etc).
I've heard the horror stories. I've heard every tip. I knew the basic safety precautions about inviting people to my house, sharing too much about where I live or work, etc).
After a dude I'd been absolutely smitten with told me he wasn't "available for a romantic relationship," I cried, I texted my best friends, and I got mad.
