You know what’s crazy, Hinge markets itself as “the app that’s made to be deleted,” and I just did it. Who would’ve thought that when I created it out of boredom all those months ago that I would be free of it as of today? I mean… wow! Let me run it back for you real quick.
So it might have been back in November or December after I met my 2nd Puppy Baby Daddy (nope I’m not elaborating) that I created Hinge off the recommendation of this guy I know. I had expressed disdain for another dating app on my timeline and was ready to be done. This rant followed a date with a man with dirty nails and another date with a man who claimed to be 5’8 but forgot to subtract like 5 inches off of that. I was disgusted. My friend recommended Hinge for the seemingly higher caliber, more serious people that it seemed to bring so I said “fuck it” and signed up. I wasn’t expecting much, though, because if dirty fingernails and height lies by grown ass men was the bar, it was in hell. Those must have been the murky swamp waters that people equate dating to.
As time passed I began getting matches and dates from the app and NOBODY HAD DIRTY FINGERNAILS OR LIED ABOUT THEIR HEIGHT. I finally felt I found my dating pool. These men were, in fact, different. Now every match wasn’t perfect, some thought we were just going to text all day with no plans for a date… baby this isn’t high school. Others thought they could make me change my mind about what I like – if somebody isn’t your type, don’t date them. Other than that I was having a good time learning more about what I’m looking for in my person.
At some point I began to wonder if all of these dates would turn into something worth me deleting the app for. I still wasn’t sure when I made my Play in Traffic 101 blog series, but who knew I was just right around the corner. I went from being on the app heavy to barely at all. The first impression videos I sent to my bro started becoming scarce as I stopped looking at my likes, ultimately letting them sit there until I was mentally ready to attack the pile, something that would take days to get to. One day I just got tired of it all and became agitated with the app and it’s notifications.
So I deleted the app from my phone after deleting my account (I meant business). You thought I found love, huh? Nah… I found my peace. I’m taking a break from the dating game until further notice. Y’all be easy, tho ✌🏾
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