I don’t know which to believe.
It’s been 10 years of singleness.
4 years of celibacy. No sex, no dates, no kissing, no physical contact. On purpose at first, then because I cannot find someone equally safe/compatible/deserving or I get ghosted before or day of the date.
I’m talking to someone new. Unfortunately the app ignores my distance settings and matched me with someone a few states over. He’s still a stranger of course, but we have a lot in common and I want to meet him and he wants to meet me.
Work happens. Life happens. People aren’t glued to their phones. But I don’t know whether to believe the impending doom my body feels, or the hope in my heart.
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