Dating: Are we Typecasting our future?

When it comes to dating, do we really have a type?

I’m often caught picking the “wrong men” so my friends would say. I can’t say I don’t disagree with them.

However, I can’t help but think it’s got nothing to do with a type, but more to do with luck.

Is it terrible to judge someone as a literal book, and view their exterior as a type?

It can hurt peoples feeling yes, but ultimately if there’s no connection verbally and spiritually, then its okay to move on. To me, this has nothing to do with having a type or their exterior, surely?

I remember a friend once mistook our friendship for something more, and I felt awful when he called me judgmental and selfish for telling him there can’t be anything between us.

Then it got me thinking, what do I want out of a relationship? Well, like Julia Roberts’ character said in Pretty Woman, “I want the fairytale”.

Although I think I’m looking for a needle in a haystack, I don’t believe in perfection, I believe that everyone is perfect for someone.

When you think about it, its quite scary that you have the power to make yourself happy, but I say take a breath, look at what you can do for yourself!

Okay, okay! Ignore the fact that they could be serial killers in disguise, or have a weird foot fetish…they COULD be “the fairy tale”.

Have a conversation, meet their friends, laugh with their family, dating is just like fashion, try them on, if they don’t fit right, keep looking. You DO NOT have to purchase anything.

That’s the problem though, many of us are too scared to go it alone, too scared of dating, that we fall into this regretful trap of settlement.

There are billions, trillions of people in the world, thousands probably in your hometown (if you’re uncomfortable with the idea of travel), so don’t close yourself off.

So this Valentines Day…you didn’t waste it. That love you gave in a past relationship…you didn’t waste any of it! You were just given an opportunity to be loved better.

Its also that thing of compatibility, this secret rating inside an invisible bubble above our possible mate’s head (yeah, it’s a weird image for me too, but you know what I mean).

If only we could see it and know before we get hurt again. Well, we can’t but these ratings can also be sussed out by our intuition.

I know you all have it, and turning 25, I think its been dialled up a little. Its not that I’ve chosen to keep it relatively off, it just took a little time. I think intuition comes when you know yourself a little better.

Its taken me a while, but I think I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ve ruled out types.




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