I gave up summer dating
Slightly over a year ago, I sat at Mexican restaurant waiting for a guy I was supposed to be on a third date with.
I'd gotten a blowout, chosen to freeze my ass off in my favorite off-season skirt, and worn Rag & Bone bootie heels so high that a commercial airplane could fly into my head. Everyone else in the restaurant gave me sad eyes as I ordered my third jalapeno margarita.
At work, I was known as the girl with endless dating stories—so much so it almost became my identity.
On a lazy Sunday afternoon, I was reflecting on some goals I had created for myself at the beginning of the year.
Some were big, like visit Australia (my home) and learn Spanish; some were small, like (finally!
) learn how to do a cat-eye and properly furnish my room (which I had put off for a year).
But is reading another article about how some random chick got over her ex and it was the best thing she ever accomplished really going to help? But really, does it ever take away the pain and anxiety you're currently facing?
While we love writing and sharing our takes on the ever-complex world of love, does reading about other people's experiences really help? But in the mean time, we're kind of over these kinds of sentiments.
But there is hope – which is good news for online dating site e Harmony, who commissioned the survey – because one in ten who had previously given up on love went on to find someone who was right for them.'It doesn't mean you aren't hopeful or even actively looking for a partner..
Is it just us, or do most of the dating advice articles, podcasts and inspirational Instagram accounts just seem so generic after a while?
We've become tired of phrases such as, “Once you find true happiness within yourself, you will find love,” “What doesn't kill you makes you stronger” and “What's truly meant to be, will be.” (The list could go on forever.)Sure, sometimes, we aren't “over” a guy.
Or how many cats you have, or how much pizza you ate alone last night while streaming Instant Netflix.
A magazine article in 2013 debuted the self-described "Senior Washed-Up Girls" of Yale: "Women who don't bother dressing up for class, or even for fancy parties (though they might still attend them), don't seek out meaningful (or even just sexual) relationships, spend weekends at their shared homes drinking in the company of other self-identified SWUGs, and feel utter apathy about their personal lives—all at the age of 21."'s glasses-wearing, Gruyere-binging Liz Lemon. Today, it's not uncommon for a 23-year-old girl to begin a tweet with "#You Know You're Old When." I, a 28-year-old, naturally roll my eyes at that—conveniently forgetting that when I reference my own old age in a similar way, a 32-year-old would roll her eyes at, and a 45-year-old would at her, and so on. Staying out late on weeknights when I had work the next day.