As isolated people look to connect in quarantine, should we take a cue from “Love is Blind”? Maybe... but that will only get us so far.
If never marry, so be it. Don’t feel sorry for me. My life has begun, and it's full of possibilities.
Rejection is a fact of life, and it’s happened over and over to all of us, including me.
I'm two months from my 34th birthday and I just realized I spent pretty much the entire length of my 30s stone-cold single.
At first, he did a lot of things right. Then he did a lot of things wrong; he made the mistake that so many guys make.
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.
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.
Having the courage to reveal your flaws, voice your fears, and speak your truth is actually attractive. So why aren't more people vulnerable?
If I can’t imagine a future with someone within the first few dates, I probably never will. And then it's sayonara.
I prepped for the future. I made major, life-changing decisions based on my plan.
And I was constantly disappointed when what I expected didn’t come to be.
When you’re single, no man has a hold on your heart, mood, emotions, time... no one has the power to shift the winds of your day. Single = safe.
We are so obsessed with being liked that we don’t even think about whether or not WE LIKE THEM...
Do you ever feel like you’ve collected a whole bunch of crap you don’t need for a reason you can’t place?
Hint: It's more than "not cheating."
“I’d rather be single.” I’ve been coming to this realization, slowly but surely, over the last decade.
“M” was a man that checked every box. By all intents and purposes, “M” was perfect for me. So why weren't we a match?