So, I’ve been slowly trying to ween my way back in to the online dating thing slowly, but this one incident I had about two or three years ago when I was eighteen, really makes me have more than a few second thoughts about whether or not I do want to continue to dip my toes in. It all started on a small sight called “My Teen Network”. I was a bi; now asexual hyenidae at the time and had spent quite a good while searching for other females in my immediate area or at least within a few miles or so to maybe hook up after a few words here and there via the usual mouse and keyboard. I was always the shy and more distant type so, normally I never message anyone until they just so happen to decide to do so first and all themselves.
After about a solid week or so of being on the sight; with little to no luck, I got a message from this one girl (whose exact username escapes me at the moment), but at least had something to do with one of top favorite fellow animal species in the world and my main reincarnation choice of, the gray wolf. She started off with the usual “Hello” and introductory greeting in the little chat box window, and from then on; all through that night, I truly thought the cliche seeds of love did indeed begin to blossom beautifully in that breezy summer sun. About a few weeks, and then months into our relationship, she would at often times act rather strangely within a few private chats or so off the site on Google.