I’ve become the person I hate. I ghosted on someone this week. Or I’m in the process of ghosting if we’re going to be technical. It’s only been two days. I could still save my reputation and soul. I could text back.
Let’s back up. As you know, I am an apathetic user of dating apps. I constantly match and never initiate. Or when I do start a conversation, I grow bored – or conversation is lively enough that meeting is proposed, and it happens, and they aren't Cate Blanchett/Emma Watson/Keira Knightley. To their credit, I’m also neither Drake/Bradley Cooper/Justin Bieber. So then it fades out, but it’s mutual.Read More