I miss dating whenever I hear about the stories of some of my girlfriends even though I abhor that it often felt, and probably still feels, like an unending time-wasting Netflix series. My husband’s favourite thing to do is remind me that after our second date I kept asking him for a decisive confirmation on where this was going.
While I’m probably not cut out for lengthy periods of dating, I suppose it’s the rush and anticipation that goes into strategically planning what could possibly lead to a lifetime partnership/ relationship that intrigues me. Love is always joyful.
I love to hear from my friends on what the dating scene is like and chime in with my “if I were you” comments. I have so many fond memories of putting together replies to messages with my girlfriends for other friends and trying to decode received messages. But now, it seems as if dating has morphed into learning to navigate an even more ultra individualistic era heavily influenced by a new social media playbook and the comparison monster. An era where hook-up culture (if that’s your cup of tea, great!) seems to dominate and commitment is referred to as being ‘tied down’. The notions of commitment are being rewritten with follows and social media ‘soft launches’.