Over the past month, I’ve been putting in effort to my (non-existent) love life. I probably sound like a hypocrite since in one of my previous post I slammed Tinder and the whole dating scene.
Since I got back on the dating horse, I noticed how similar it is to job hunting, which was something I struggled with couple of months ago.
Here’s how I found job hunting and dating to be eerily similar:
I majored in Economics so I’m fairly familiar with the term Great Depression. But let me talk about the great depression of the other kind. The kind where you can’t find the motivation to crawl out of bed, the kind where you’re mood and reaction to everything is “meh”, the kind that zaps away your interest in your existing hobbies and the kind that makes you in an internal battle with your own mind.
I was reading an article about being unemployed while having depression and it reminded me of where I was a few months back but it also reminded me how blessed I am for everything to work out in the end.
Here’s my two cents on (fun)employment and depression.
When I downloaded the Tinder app in my final semester, I thought I reached a new low. But when literally everyone around you is in a relationship (even those who’ve sworn against marriage) are happy texting away their significant others, you start to wonder WHEN THE FUCK IS MY TURN.
Hence, I became a Tinder user.
I thought I reached a new low. I questioned how desperate I was. I questioned everything. I questioned whether I was putting my self-worth on a decision of someone swiping left or swiping right.
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