Online Dating, Online Living
I want to say I grew up on the internet, but that’s not entirely true. While I had dial-up until I was about 13 years old, I didn’t actively use the internet until age 14-15 when I was in high school and Facebook was a social requirement. ¶ Even so, despite the fact that I’ve only been online for less than a decade, I feel unnatural away from the internet, to the point that my iPhone feels like an actual extension of my body. I don’t like being without it, and I don’t like being without cell service for more than a couple of hours. I get twitchy. Almost everything I do, I do with the aid of the mysterious series of tubes.
The internet is my home; it’s my terrain, my world. I’m in bed right now, my laptop resting on my lap while I type this out, and I am nodding along in agreement because that’s the most truthful thing I’ve ever said: The internet is where I feel the safest.
I recently started online dating. I’ve met up with a few girls from OkCupid – what seems to me the go-to online dating site for lonely jerk-offs and beautiful lesbians everywhere. I used to think online dating was lame – for losers. “Who meets people online?” I thought. “Go to a bar like a normal person.” But now, I can’t imagine just speaking to someone at a bar. I mean, I can (a couple of drinks in), but I’d rather not. I’d rather go on a date with someone from OkCupid I’ve been texting for a few days. That way, I know they’re real. A stranger at a bar, who are they? Can I trust them? Can I find out their full name in casual conversation so I can quickly Google them in the bathroom before we grab a cab together? I cannot think of a more natural way to meet people than through my screen. I grew up functioning like a regular person, and now, I’m yet another social media-obsessed clone, biting my nails by the light of the monitor. Teardrops on my MacBook Pro.