
When I tell people I had to quit the dating apps, they expect there was a final, bad story or awkward date that pushed me over the edge.
For years, I've been entertaining friends and even strangers on the internet about my dating escapades, writing down my learnings and sporadically taking small breaks before throwing myself back into the soul-sucking whirlpool of dating apps with an almost worrying belief that every time I re-downloaded an app "this time it'd be different".
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But there wasn't one big, jarring moment that made me quit for good.
It wasn't the Irish man with the Jordan Peterson tattoo that made me rage-quit (though to be fair, it should've been). It wasn't the man who showed up 30 minutes late because he got distracted having dinner with his friends, only to down two wines and tell me about the time his ex tried to "baby trap" him.
It wasn't even the numerous men disclosing before the first date that they were after something "consistent but casual" while claiming on their profiles they wanted a long-term relationship.