So… Tinder and Hinge both removed my accounts recently. I’m taking it as the universe telling me to step back for a bit.
Honestly, I’m not even upset. I never got much out of them anyway—just a mix of attention-seekers and conversations that went nowhere.
Maybe I was too eager to find a genuine connection. I’ve been single for so long that the thought of sharing my life with someone feels like a fantasy I can’t seem to make a reality. A part of me worries I might never get there. I’ve carried this mentality that I have to be “perfect” physically before I can truly open myself up to love. I know that’s toxic, but I’ve been working on my health and trying to shift my mindset.
I’m also not always the nicest to myself. Even when someone is sweet, kind, and respects my boundaries, I find myself thinking their interest must be purely physical. It’s like I can’t let my guard down, no matter how genuine they seem.
At this point, I’m starting to think a lot of people are just on these apps for the validation—not because they actually plan to meet or build anything real.