Objectification and Self-objectification on Dating Apps
The unsolicited advice of staying within your league
I deleted all my online dating apps — for the third time this year. I’m like an addict, not willing to quit yet, but admitting already that there is a problem, recognising the direct negative consequences of her addiction.
I’m addicted to hope.
Hope is the reason that I am still lured back to the dating app world, even if up to this point all I have is a couple of stories — some good, some bad, some funny, some terrible.
For the longest time, I was living blissfully, free from the horrors of the dating world. I felt it was somehow below me. And I was scared to put myself out with a couple of pictures and some phrases that allow others to judge me for and decide whether I’m good enough for them or not.
I want love to happen without orchestrating it, naturally, you know… just bumping into each other on the street, or in a coffee shop, or anywhere… looking into each other’s eyes and boom, thank goodness I found you, ending up in love. Well wake up, you’re not Alice, and you are not in Wonderland.
I lost my dating-app-virginity and signed up first for Tinder, and the rollercoaster started. The thrill of swiping, matching, being…
