I have a confession to make.
I got Hinge.
Yep.
Me.
The girl who published “Men Are Trash” and still thought she would find her Prince Charming on the streets of LA.
I got close a few times, don’t get me wrong.
But I never quite found ‘the one.’
Then I found myself in my apartment on a Friday night feeling sorry for myself for not meeting new people and had a realization that of course I didn’t meet anybody because I wasn’t putting myself in a position to meet anyone.
If a man asks me out at the gym, I decline automatically because that grosses me out. If someone talks to me at a restaurant, I get embarrassed and leave. All other times I’m at work.
It got so bad that I asked a tarot reader what was blocking me. She said that as open as I am with people, I am creating my own reality. That means that if I think men are bad and will let me down, they are going to let me down. If I think someone is going to cheat on me, they’re probably going to cheat on me. If I didn’t think I was going to find love, then I won’t find it.
I’m thriving.
I don’t know what’s going to come of it, I am having the best time putting myself out there and meeting new individuals all over LA.
I hope you do the same for yourself.
Will keep you posted.
XO