In the middle of making pancakes, my phone buzzed with a text. Normally I feel heartache magnified by hopelessness over not being able to find anyone.“Last night got more real than I was ready for,” Jason said. Instead, all I had to do was open Tinder, swipe right or left, and start a few more conversations. Having the ability to easily peruse my options from anywhere, not just my home computer, brought me out of a cycle of insecurity I’d felt before I had a smartphone.He walked me home and stopped to kiss me under a streetlamp.
You don't have to give a very specific reason, but do let the person know you're uninterested in spending more time with them.As we texted, I would focus on one person, not even considering others in the meantime.Waiting for that next text was enough to make me pace in my living room.Choices, options, all that dinging and buzzing from notifications on my phone raised my standards. He planned to camp for the summer while working as a wildland firefighter, putting off the decision of where to apply for a professional job.Not only did my former multiple-dater Andrew make more sense, but also I now saw how ridiculous I was to put myself in the situation I was in with him — as a second fiddle. “I’m not scared of kids,” he said after our first meeting over a beer.