After my "dumpster experience", I tried to be more open minded about who I showed interest in dating. I went on dates with some awesome short guys, younger guys, and one particularly great guy whose style was... well, he really needed new jeans. Being more open minded helped me to have more dating opportunities. For a few years before I met Matt, I had some really great and some really tough dating experiences. After a particularly great first date with a guy in my ward, I remember standing just inside my front door and thinking "This is what it's supposed to feel like. This is how it feels when you're genuinely interested and he's genuinely returning that interest." Not that that hadn't happened before, but never that easy. Things faded with that guy, and faded with other guys, and faded with more guys. But I kept a little bit of hope that maybe I could find more of "this is what it's supposed to feel like."
At some point in all of this, a friend introduced me to Tinder. I played around with it for a day or two, decided it wasn't really for me and forgot about it for a while. Then, in the midst of a particularly rocky relationship, the guy I was dating said he felt like we should date other people. So, because I didn't agree, I decided to download Tinder and date other people I met online as if that would hurt his feelings or something. I went on one Tinder "spite date" and gave up on that idea for a while again.
Months later, I was feeling particularly single and I decided to give Tinder another shot because at least it felt remotely "productive". I bounced on and off of Tinder, occasionally deleting it because it was just providing all kinds of awkward moments for me and I seemed to be only talking to guys who were nice, but not really who I wanted to date. Finally, I reached a point where I didn't want to date any of the 20 some odd guys I'd matched with that go-around, decided Tinder wasn't for me and I erased my bio, deleted my picture, and removed the app from my phone.
I kind of forgot about Tinder for a while until one Sunday when I had a conversation about online dating with my friend, Desiree. She told me that she'd met some incredible guys, that she found a lot of success in initiating the conversation, and just some other general things about online dating that gave me a lot more happy feelings than I had previously had. I hadn't heard many people speak so positively about online dating - in fact, I had somewhat of an idea that online dating meant you were desperate. And even though Tinder was a bit more "mainstream", I still wasn't sure that that was how I wanted to meet my future eternal companion. (Cough, dumpster, cough.)
Shortly after that conversation with Desiree, I had the opportunity to watch this TED Talk: How I Hacked Online Dating. I watched it twice, actually. I was fascinated by the way she worked to present herself to really seek out the kind of person she was interested in. But ultimately, the way she talked about finding some who really matched what she was looking for and was also interested in her gave me hope. She was so confident about who she found. It didn't matter where she found him or how, she was led to exactly what she wanted.
After a month of conversations like that and thoughts about that TED Talk, I got the feeling that maybe it was time to download Tinder again. So, three months after swearing off of Tinder forever, this happened: