I’ve been off and on OK Cupid—known as the free dating site that proves, every day, you get what you pay for—for a little over a year now and, honestly, it’s made me feel lonelier than ever, as I am now convinced that my time for love and romance and other amorous feelings deep inside me has ultimately passed.
But, at 43, a decade divorced and a stroke survivor, I’ve only done it to myself.
I decided early in 2021 that this was going to be the last year I pimp myself out before I enter a monk-like state of singledom. I gave myself three chances—that seemed fair enough, I thought—before closing down my OK Cupid profile, where I tried my very best to sell myself as someone worth dating.
I have had a few nibbles over the past year, the kind where you talk and text for a few days, counting down the moments until they just disappear into the cyber-ether, never to hear from them again. I was, however, lucky enough to have a few dates—well, sort of—and, as I’m writing this now, you can tell they didn’t go well.
For example, there was...