Dear Friends, Help Me Find Love

“Just stop looking for it” is not helpful.

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I was born in a time before digital became a thing. I was a kid who never had a smartphone, who was playing on playgrounds and not on iPads, who sent postcards back home from summer camps. If I wanted to talk to my friends, I got on my bike and rang their doorbell. We arranged birthday parties and get-togethers in person, we invited people to parties individually.

I knew a time when people went to parties and hooked up with friends; when friends introduced their friends and set up blind dates for each other.

I am the eldest millennial possible, just on the borderline of GenX and GenY. I know both generations, I experienced both eras, I can see how our lives changed fundamentally because of technology and all the possibilities and downsides it brought.

I met my first boyfriend on the bus we both took to school. I met my later boyfriends at work, at bars when hanging out with a group of friends, at parties organised by some colleague. I met my husband-to-be through friends of colleagues.

I set up three or four of my friends for dates, I was actively participating in bringing people together. It was fun, it was a brilliant part of our lives — to contemplate whether this friend would be good for that other friend. I have…