...girl power. No, this isn't a crazy feminist rant, nor does it have anything to do with my political beliefs. It has to do with the way we (as women) treat our own sex, and the respect (or lack thereof) that we hold for one another. It's something that rarely consumes my thoughts, but felt important enough to share today.
Over the past few months, I have immersed myself in the dating trenches via Tinder, OkCupid and a handful of other apps I heard were worth checking out. Needless to say, Natalie is no longer the only C+C writer with memorable experiences...I think I've paid my dues. As hilarious as some experiences have been, I wanted to share the one that I think is significant on a broader level. As you read the details of my experience below, I'm sure some of you will agree, some will disagree and some of you may be unsure of your own actions in a similar situation. I'm not asking you to agree with my personal actions, but I encourage you to simply consider how you would react in similar scenario. Part of me was conflicted with the action I did take, but ultimately felt like the right thing in the end. Keep reading and feel free to share your thoughts.
Have a great week!
Recently, I was "matched" with a new guy on Tinder by the name of Chris. After talking back and forth for a few hours, he invited me to grab a drink the following evening. I tentatively accepted, knowing I still needed to check things out prior to meeting up to ensure that I wasn't being "catfished." Fast-forward to the next day, and I've made a few discoveries.* So while I wasn't being catfished per-se, I was being strung along by someone who by all appearances, had a very serious girlfriend...several hundred miles away.
Unfortunately for Chris, any interest I had was now replaced with sympathy for his unsuspecting girlfriend, whom by all appearances was the innocent party in the situation. After letting my thoughts waver back and forth for a few hours, I ultimately made a decision. I followed "Girl Code" and reached out to his girlfriend directly. Though I tried to approach the situation from an unoffensive outsider's perspective, I knew the outcome could've gone either way. Thankfully, my disclosure was met with appreciation, and was hopefully was beneficial moving forward. Was it my place to reveal the deceptive nature of this girl's boyfriend? Most of the time, I would say no. But when the manipulative prick that fooled you for a brief moment has been deceiving another for who knows how long -- I had to reconsider. What would you do?
*PSA to all men: we're smarter than you think, and often smarter than you. Don't screw with us.