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My Dating Life and Quarantine: A Thread
(I might ramble on about the topic, but I will do my best to not digress from it.)
(I might ramble on about the topic, but I will do my best to not digress from it.)
As the introvert that I am, I started using dating apps at the beginning of the year. I’ve had them for a while, but I’ve been using them a lot more frequently because I haven’t been meeting new people in person.
For some odd reason, I was matching with more women than before, lol. I will only talk about two of these connections though.
The first connection was made on Hinge and before the statewide shelter-in-place order. We first learned a bit about one another and then spontaneously planned out a date. The first date was successful, and I immediately deleted my dating apps after we exchanged contacts.
I honestly thought that she was the one. However, on the day after the second date, she cut ties with me. She told me that I was a great guy but thought that we “just didn’t click.”
I understood. But, I didn’t make any visible moves on either date because I wanted to take some more time to develop my relationship with her. She was a sweetheart, but I’m not the type of person who believes in love at first sight anymore.
Although it was short-lived, I wanted to share this experience because this was my first time going on a date with someone in nine years; this was also my first date with someone that I have met on one of these dating apps.
Alright, so the second connection was also made on Hinge but a little over a week into quarantine. Since we couldn’t physically meet, we messaged each other every day.
Truthfully, I was also having conversations with my previous matches. But, she stood out because I’ve never met anyone that was so infatuated with me for just being myself.
I asked for her number, and we started chatting on Messages from there. I also stopped talking to my other matches on the dating apps. But, I still wanted to take things slow.
Days felt longer than usual when you’re staying at home 24/7. Within a few days, we shared a bit about ourselves and agreed on a date once the shelter-in-place is over. We didn’t know when that would happen, but I promised that it will one day.
At the time, I think we were mutually skeptical about one another because we weren’t sure if the person that we saw on Hinge was the person that we were really messaging. So, I invited her to a Zoom meeting where I was teaching my cardio kickboxing class.
She showed up that day, but she turned her camera off immediately after she connected. I requested to turn her camera on, but she told me that she did a workout and was tired. She did watch the whole class though and knew that I was real at least.
I wanted to believe that she was who she said she was. On the other hand, I was unsure if I was being catfished. I knew so little about her; I only knew her first name, the initial of her last name, and the school where she is currently studying.
One day, she asked if I had an Instagram account. (We never connected on any social media platform prior.) I gladly shared my link, and then she followed me. I got my reassurance and found out that she was real.
We started to message each other a lot more, meaning that we started sharing more personal information about ourselves to one another.
Considering that we matched a little over two weeks prior, I never thought that I would have those kind of conversations with anyone. But, through all that time messaging her daily, I felt like I’ve known her for at least a year.
Just recently, I decided to FaceTime her for the first time. This was supposed to happen when we were having deep conversations with each other, but I was too busy with working on my papers that night. (She also wasn’t as good of a texter as I was, lol.)
So we FaceTimed. Our conversation went smoothly (although I should’ve worn a jacket because I was shivering a bit, lol).
Since then, I haven’t heard from her. I don’t think anything bad ever happened in our FT conversation either.
Ever since we started texting each other, I’d usually send a “Good Morning” message in which she would respond. It’s only been a few days, but she hasn’t replied to any of them yet.
I’ve thought about calling her, but I don’t want to bother her that way. So after each morning message I’ve sent, I just patiently waited as I did my own thing throughout day.
One side of me is committed to this woman. It’s only been twenty-five days; but, this has been the longest twenty-five days of my life, and I am willing to take a chance on her.
The other side of me is doubtful. I am scared that I have been infatuated with someone for nothing. I am scared that I have shared my life and secrets for nothing. I am scared that I have sacrificed all of this time for nothing.
Never thought I’d come back to this thread so soon. I think I need to stop wasting my time.
