I am 24 years old and I live in the San Francisco Bay Area. Many of my friends are dating/hooking up via phone apps. Two days ago I was at the Pride parade in SF. Let’s just say I got enough free condoms to last me through many, many romps in the hay, but I didn’t see the point of it. I looked at the pieces of plastic and thought about all the people I’d slept with since my break up with my SO in March. I felt hollow. I felt dead inside. I wanted to go home and curl up with a puppy and never think about people again.
I feel disheartened about love because I believe love is not possible through superficial swiping culture like Tinder. I have used the app before and left it. I like sex, but I want connection with people beyond it. I’m not even talking about wanting to be in a romantic relationship. I want to connect with people, but every guy I’ve talked to since I broke up just sees me as another romantic option. I’m not even sure I’m monogamous or straight. I’ve been thinking of volunteering. Any thoughts/advice about love in a busy, technologically advanced society? How does one facilitate situations in which 2+ humans are involved in a place of love, compassion, and togetherness? Do I have to settle for horny guys on Tinder who only like me for my looks? I’ve been fantasizing about devoting my life to science, art, and philosophy and becoming a witch/herbalist/martial arts master in the woods when I’m old and ugly.