“It’s not you, it’s me,” I said, waving my mouse over the “delete you profile” button on my JDate account. Like all cheesy and overused break up lines, that often serve as our first strike of defense when we’re eager to avoid the real reason why we’re picking up and running in the opposite direction, this one had a whole lot of truth to it.
JDate was the very first online dating site that I joined. I had been living in New York City for a year and found that meeting quality guys was not as easy as finding a quality slice of pizza in this city.
I tried things I never imagined I’d do in hopes of meeting the man of my dreams, like: joining an ultimate frisbee league or Sabbath dinner hopping around the Upper West Side. I even went to a speed-dating event, where I ultimately left without a voice or a potential suitor.
So after the people who loved me the most stopped being so discreet with their recommendation that If I wasn’t going to get off the couch anymore and put down the rugelach, I might as well try to meet someone online, I signed up.
See, everyone always tells you the reasons why you should join JDate:
“You never know who you’re going to meet on there!”
“My friend from Mah Jongg, Esther, has a son who met his wife on that site!”
“ With so many options in one place, it’ll be harder for you to be so picky!”
“I saw a coupon for 30% off, what a deal!”
But after using the site for one whole year, I noticed that no one tells you why, occasionally, you just need to take a break from it.