Confession: I used to be a serial dater. Yes, I said used to be so please stop looking at me like that 👀.
My early 20s was when I was at peak dating capacity. I loved meeting new people, I loved flirting and developing crushes and I loved getting butterflies just before leaving for a date.
The one thing I didn't love? The mental load involved to do this over and over (and over) again.
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The overthinking about what I was going to wear, the constant voice in my head saying, "What if they don't like me?" and the luring possibility of rejection or ghosting would combat my love of casual dating.
When I was 23, I went on a first date that I still think about now, four years later.
Let's call him Lachlan*.
Lachlan and I met on a dating app, and there was immediate chemistry in our messages. Like every 23-year-old who's just gotten into the wide world of dating, I caught feelings straight away.
We talked on the app before agreeing to meet at a bar after work.