Online dating meeting in real life
So, online became a special place for me to steal characters’ identities from Mary Kate and Ashley movies and use them to affirm some level of existence, at least as it pertained to boys.
While my friends were sticking their tongues down each other’s throats and grinding behind the teacher’s backs at school dances, I was transfixed on the computer and twitterpated with my life online.
I was the girl would go to a bar to meet people, but then play on her phone, pretending to be busy so that no one would talk to her.
As it turned out, middle school boys were not charmed by my uncanny Christopher Walken impersonations. I knew there was some semblance of a calm, authentic person inside of me, but it would be years before I would find her.
Even as an adult with my own computer, I was still introverted, still awkward with my hands, still funny only to my friends.
As everyone around me started to pair off, the prospect of a future alone came into focus.
And trying was just about the most embarrassing thing someone with a fear of failing could do. Living up to my jpegs, tweets, snaps, and stories was not an easy feat.
But once I started to match with people, I was brought back to that very same feeling of freedom that I first felt in AOL chat rooms. Every serious relationship I’ve had in my life came from a combination of swipes and red bubbled messages.