Frog Hunting: Dating Funk

I don’t want to date anymore! 

I just don’t. 

I can’t really explain it. I just don’t want to do it. Dating is stupid. 

I managed to go a week not getting on the app. I knew I needed to get on the app. But I just didn’t want to. The longer I procrastinated, the worse I felt for leaving about five conversations hanging. The longer I waited, the more I really, really did not want to get on the app. My enthusiasm lessened—rather than increased—with time. I thought about deleting the app, declaring my forever-spinsterhood, and just having done. 

Every time I thought about getting on the app, I would cringe. 

How, oh how, do I get my motivation back? 

Most of the advice I got from friends when I expressed my downward spiral: “Don’t do something you don’t want to do.” 

Not helpful. 

Give me a pep talk at least! 

Come on, team. We’re in this together. 




There it is, the breakdown I knew would come eventually. It makes the series because it’s part of the process. Though I’m crawling out of the funk—and a funk it truly is—I needed days, weeks, to remined myself why this was worth it. 

Why is it worth it? 

Tomorrow I’ll share some reasons. 

Thanks for enduring my rant. 

Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash