Time to sit, relax, and share exciting (or not so much) stories of our misadventures of dating. And just maybe, if we’re lucky, we’ll stumble upon a story of success.
We met on-line. I was actually new to on-line dating and while skeptical, I founding it alluring. When first signing onto the site, I received an overwhelming number of notifications- messages and pokes alike. I talked to more than a few guys, but I only went out on a date with two. The first, well, it was as expected- he had posted a picture of his former self and his current self was nothing close to the picture. I never went out with him again. After the first encounter, I was actually over the whole thing. Just ready to throw the whole idea way. Bu one kept me
That was until I met Mr. Houdini. Our conversations kept me on the site. We converse via the app for a few weeks, and finally we exchanged numbers. While I was nervous to meet up with him based on my previous experience, I got the courage to do so.
Have you ever been on a date so bad that even if you were presented with a million dollars, the likelihood of you mentioning a sequence of events so egregious couldn’t even compare? Well, that’s my “LoveTail” for you today.
To tell this story right, I must start from the beginning. If I leave you all to assume that this is a Tinder date gone awry or a Bumble meet-up that should’ve buzzed off, I’d be doing you a disservice. So, to give some context, I’ve known this character for several years. We went to the same high school but were never close. While I was a cheerleader and he was an all-around super athlete playing every sport imaginable, we never connected. However, thanks to social media, I’m now just a DM away on any platform for anyone to “shoot their shot,” and unfortunately that’s what he did.
I entered my relationship with my first girlfriend at 21.
We both were discovering who we were. I was exploring my own sexuality. I was dealing with accepting myself. And the relationship was toxic.
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