I Came, I Tinder-ed, I Quit

Love and Sex

I Came, I Tinder-ed, I Quit

Illustration: Juergen Dsouza/ Arré


remember the night I downloaded Tinder. I was out drinking with a friend and as we downed glass after glass of cheap whiskey at a local bar, he suggested I download the dating app because all I needed to drown my sorrows in was some action. It had been two years since I’d been separated from my husband and was slipping into the annoying habit of drinking and sloppily crying myself to sleep.

“I’ve got no game, bro,” I told my friend even as he ignored me and continued to download the app on my phone.