It wasn’t the best experience, but it didn’t stop me from trying again. I haven’t found Mr. Right (yet), so I’ll keep on searching and working to manifest that perfect life I continue to dream of!
I was a late bloomer. I didn’t go through puberty until I turned 15 – talk about embarrassing! The showers in gym class were brutal until I was 16. But then I started to look more “grown-up” and the teasing eased up.
As I said, I was a late bloomer, so I didn’t really fantasize much about sex or my perfect partner until almost 17. When I did start thinking about it, I realized I was attracted to men a few years older than me. Not sugar daddy types, but guys in their mid-20s to early 30s with a little meat on their bones (but not overly muscular). Some silver foxes can be incredibly handsome too, but that’s not my thing.
When I told my best friend I was interested in dating, she suggested I try Match. I got up the nerve to create a profile – highlighting my best features and qualities, picking the perfect photos, and filling out my wish list for Mr. Right. But then – plot twist! – they make you pay before you can actually talk to anyone. Total letdown.
I had zero interest in hookup apps like Grindr that are mostly about sex, not dating. But then another friend told me about an app that was kind of a mix – some guys were looking for real relationships, others were more upfront about wanting casual meetups.
Making a profile on this app was way less intimidating than Match. I filled everything out, added my pic, and waited with bated breath for Prince Charming to come calling. A few hours later, some responses started rolling in. I picked the one that seemed most promising and we made plans to meet up near campus.
When the big day arrived, my nerves were doing backflips. I was excited, anxious, a little scared – the whole emotional rollercoaster. I almost chickened out but forced myself to go through with it.
I got to the restaurant early and grabbed a table, waiting for my date to show. And then… POW. I realize this guy who walked in was him, but he looked 15 years older and way heavier than his photos. Bald too. I didn’t even recognize him at first.
He strolled over, introduced himself, and clearly registered the shock on my face. At first, I was too stunned to speak. He just started chatting away like everything was normal.
(not the actual man, but you get the idea)
After a few minutes, I managed to ask, “Um, how old is that picture of you?”
Cue the sob story – he said when he used current photos he never got responses, but he was sure if guys just got to “know” him, they’d like him. We had a long talk about how misleading people like that rarely works out.
We still had dinner (Dutch treat), but I didn’t stay long afterward. He asked about a second date. He seemed nice enough, just not for me. I’m sure he’d be a good match for someone else. I politely declined and encouraged him to be more upfront in his profile. That way he’d have a better shot at meeting guys who were genuinely interested.
So no, I didn’t find my Mr. Right… yet! But I’m not giving up. I’m still manifesting my perfect life and hoping my dating app daydreams will pay off soon. Until then, the search continues!
someone more my type 😉
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