Online addiction dating
OFM had it all: intelligence with a streak of creativity, the ability not just to hear but to listen, a searing sense of humor with a tang of sarcasm, and a really great rack. Finding someone better was no longer innocent curiosity; it was easy — and it became an obsession.
We started seeing each other regularly — quickly moving from making out in my car to doing much more in my bedroom — and talked on the phone every day. Except for this: I still checked my profile once, twice, three times a day. Yes, OFM listened, but what if someone else listened better?
It didn't take long before they exhausted the exquisitely detailed telling of their life stories.Both were blessed with beautiful faces upon which the other's eyes could feast.When they would break eye contact, they found their eyes roving in the direction of the other's much-appreciated body contours.They were blind to their revolving-door dating pattern, which they simply dismissed as a phenomenon of the modern Internet age of romance.