Time and time again, I run into idiot adult men who don’t know how to do a first date properly. So, I’m gonna get some hell for this one, but I don’t care… these are the rules for the first date.
As I look back on the last year, I feel fortunate to have adopted these three principles, now so wholly ingrained in my thinking that they might as well be a part of me.
Scary, at first, but once the floodgates were open, the POWER this revelation brought surged through me. This was me, my truth, my humble heart: "I'm not over you."
Over the past decade, I dived into dating apps in earnest, looking for the one — only to be disappointed and bored. I quit.
I spent much of my late 20s and early 30s trying to lock down all the things I thought I was supposed to have (and society expected me to have) "by the time I was 30.”
Being confident doesn't mean going after him. It's knowing your worth, it's preserving your dignity, it's putting up with no crap.
It rings a little alarm bell in your mind. It makes you tilt your head. You can’t put a finger on it… but something’s not right. Something doesn’t make sense.