Today I would like to write what I think about the modern application called Tinder, to describe my experience related to it. I would be happy to receive your opinions, experiences, and whatever else you can think of related to the application in the comments.
I'm a 20-year-old woman, usually in Tinder, my setting is to show men between the ages of 19 and 24. I'm not very experienced in relationships and I don't hide it, no matter how ashamed I am sometimes of it. I'm a virgin (of course, I don't mention this fact in any online correspondence for a number of reasons - the main one is that we haven't met in the chat yet, we also need live meetings to find out what's going on, who cares intentions, etc.). I'm not looking for non-committal outings, but a real and serious relationship.
I have been trying to find my future friend in Tinder since I was 18 (I first registered there in May 2018). Since then I have been within the limits of the application, now I am disappointed and I delete my account. For these nearly 2 years I have been dating 8 boys; I had started a relationship with one of them last year at that time, which ended quite quickly; I would like to tell you what it is about so that you can protect yourself as well, and take the "burden" off your shoulders.
I've written to all sorts of guys in Tinder, few could have had an adequate conversation in which the main means of communication are not the various emoticons or so mind-boggling: "Yeah.", "Mmm.", "Kp?" And others. I have always tried to ask questions, to be active, but in some 70-80% of cases I either get an answer in one word, or I am answered a day or two later in a completely identical way. Another percentage are those who immediately calmly tell themselves that they are only looking for sex and that they are removed by me for good personal reasons, which I mentioned earlier. And ... there are about 5% (figuratively speaking) left, with whom we find a common story, have a common culture, are literate, and impress with a level of communication above average. However, what turns out to be further in my personal experience, I will tell in the next paragraph.
Live meetings suddenly literally knock out all hopes that the person is cultured, well-meaning, and could develop some more human and emotional connection with him, which would set the beginning of a serious gender relationship. According to the conversation, it turns out live that some 40-50% of the messages written by a given person do not correspond to the truth at all - I will give the last case of a young man as an example because my memory is still close. The respective online claimed to be of an artistic nature, engaged in acting and attended the private lessons of a relatively famous Bulgarian actor. He had described in great detail how good he was at what he was doing, how the NATFA hadn't accepted him at all - he was supposedly torn in the last 3rd round. However, what it turned out to be - his talents are almost miniature, he walks in lessons from the rain to the wind along with his laziness, artistically "gets drunk" at home parties, breathes irresponsibility and obviously either has a distorted idea of himself, or a pathological liar and maybe both. He was born in the first round, but he probably wanted to appear in front of me in some way, but he didn't succeed because I remember well what I was told before. There were other small and small lies that I would save. My idea is that in Tinder, everyone is what they want to be. Few people are aware of themselves and what they represent.
As I promised earlier, I will tell you about my relationship that arose around Tinder. Naturally, at first, the boy looked very good and adequate - well-read, smart, responsible. Full excellent at the university; ostensibly with serious intentions towards me. We went out for a few dates, liked each other, and decided to try it together. At first, everything went well (the first 2 weeks), but then a radical change took place - suddenly he began to express dissatisfaction with my professional orientation and choice of higher education institution; I endured a lot of ridicule and ridicule for choosing a private university. Then, in his words, I became "officially failed" (because of my decision), as well as "at a low intellectual level." I ignored all this, thinking that it happens in relationships between people sometimes, but things did not develop better but rather worsened. He unjustifiably called me a moron, slow-growing, and in the end, just before we parted, he said that I was just another blood that pretended to be. I became a walking ATM for him, I often paid him for donuts, chocolates, coffee, books, etc. He forced me to carry his bags, backpacks, shopping bags. He insulted me in front of his friends and had a tendency to make fun of everyone, whether known or unknown, and then complained to me that he had no friends and felt lonely, but did not realize that he was really repulsing everyone. In a few words - it turned out to be quite complex, cruel. The only positive