Snoozing on the Dating Apps

There comes a time in every modern woman’s life when she looks at her phone, sees yet another “hey” from a man whose bio says “figuring out my dating goals,” and thinks: You know what? Maybe I’ll just die alone, with Wi-Fi and a killer skincare routine.

These days, scrolling through dating apps feels like rifling through a clearance rack of mismatched intentions. One guy’s “looking for short-term fun” sits right next to a toilet-mirror selfie and a suspicious lack of punctuation. Romance apparently is dead, and it didn’t even leave a note.

And maybe, just maybe, I’m the problem. Maybe I should start pretending I don’t want anything serious, throw around phrases like “just going with the flow,” and post gym selfies. Maybe that’s the magic formula.

But then someone recently told me I was “past my prime” and shouldn’t be so picky. Sir, my prime is whenever I decide it is. And Plan B isn’t to settle, it’s to stay single, fabulous, and marginally annoyed, with a side of reckless optimism.

Of course, the usual suspects chime in: “You’re going to grow old alone.” “What’s wrong with you?” “Are you secretly crazy?” Honestly, if I were crazy, I would at least be having more fun. But no, I’m just a woman looking for one emotionally available adult.

But for now, I’m logging off the apps. Not in defeat, but in peace. Because sometimes, self-care looks like saying no to one more narcissist, and yes to a good book, and not pretending to like marathons.

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