I never dabbled with the idea of taking time off to backpack around Europe or do a gap year in Asia to find my zen. This is occurring because your feminine and masculine energies…Instead, I was that overly high-strung type-A personality that began saving to move… By now you’ve hopefully experienced the new and improved e Harmony — there’s a lot of useful stuff to introduce but before we do, we’d just like to say one thing; you had everything to do with this. If you met an amazingly wonderful, high-quality man today, would you be able to recognize him?When she caught feelings in return and asked him for exclusivity after a few months, he said yes.A month later he bowed out to “focus on his band.” This kind of thing has happened so many times to her and to the women she loves that she no longer trusts men.They don’t, for example, make New Year’s Eve plans with you and then act like you’re the thirstiest bitch alive when you text them about it later. Instagram accounts like @beigecardigan, @mytherapistsays, @betches and @bustle are full of memes about how it’s better to stay home than see anyone at all, let alone spending precious hours plucking each errant hair from one’s genitals, smearing one’s face with numerous paints, and going out of doors solely to catch some rogue male’s eye.The ever-growing proclivity for staying housebound and heart intact even led to the launch of an entire apparel company a few years ago: Montreal’s Stay Home Club peddles sweatshirts, tees and patches extolling the simple virtues of “having no life.” Grey hair, granny dressing, Netflix, sassy cats and janky grocery carts are in. When I embraced my own untimely spinsterhood last winter, I called my friend Kristan, whom I’ve known for half my life.It’s a haunting refrain that is continually asked by women of every age —…The first time someone faded me, I did not take it well.
Rachel and Quinn, the lead characters of the hyper-meta show about producing a reality dating show, embody exactly the ethos I was obsessed with: do you, do your work and don’t give a f-ck about men. We still want to believe in love, sure (though claims of having found it are met at the brunch table with barely suppressed eyerolls).My friend Shana, a 31-year-old graphic designer, had a similar wakeup call in the summer.She was seeing someone who convinced her to get emotionally involved, despite her initial hesitation.Later the same week, when the brother of a man I’d slept with months before invited me to a games night attended mainly by people who were strangers to me, I went. People of all genders are guilty of bad behaviour, but women are taught from childhood that they need to monitor and be responsible for other people’s feelings. They don’t care if we get off, and they don’t care if our feelings get hurt.I drank the better part of a mickey of whiskey and proceeded to make out with my host. I received only short, delayed answers where before there had been boisterous banter. Women are becoming more adept at f-ckboy-spotting, and, increasingly, we are eschewing the idea of “dating” altogether.“He loves me, he loves me not.” Do you remember playing this game when you were young?