A year ago, exactly I went on a quest to change my dating life and then I wrote an essay about it for off-chance and because most of it ( all of it!) is still painfully accurate, there you go… the unabridged version of what happened when I decided to go on 50 (first) dates in one year.
“What’s something you definitely want to do this year?” I copy paste the message and send it to the ten matches in my inbox, I have accumulated since morning. Bumble has a lady’s first policy and this one is on a mission. I feel like a genuine sociopath with my little list, the memes and TikTok’s I send back and forth between a friend “I want an airport dad!”, mixed with the arbitrariness of whom ever I match first with. Romance will have to take a backseat today. This is about sieving through the mud of men who are looking for “nothing serious but want kids” and “do not want to be penpals”.
It’s the last Friday of January, I’ve been crying and co…