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As history has it, when people defected from My Space to Facebook, that online community became a dust town.Dating sites like Ok Cupid and Plenty of Fish (POF) became more popular.Very rarely was anything of substance shared there and more or less, everyone had the same opportunity to meet and connect with others.The interactions were unique because of the anonymity given by using My Space.He’s just not ready to involve himself in real-time dating with people he may connect with online.
Rose Clifford, 19, signed up to a dating site to help fund her student lifestyle — where her date for the evening not only pays the restaurant bill, but also for her company. He said he'd joined determined to overcome his intimacy fears but hadn't been moved by any of the women he'd met. I want to hear your voice."He called me that night, and was even smarter and funnier on the phone. "Ever since my father died, I've been terrified to get too close to anyone..." The e-mail was long and apologetic, full of searing self-criticism and shamefaced confessions.I remember the first e-mail I received from Jamie; it wasn't exactly poetic. Looking back, it's hard to believe what that simple line would lead to. At the time, I was nearing 30 and working as a secretary at a big investment bank in New York City—not exactly the fulfillment of a lifelong dream. So I checked out his profile immediately, but wrote him off just as fast—he lived in the Midwest and, more importantly, hadn't posted a photo. He persisted and e-mailed a few snapshots, along with a note. But it was at night that our talks really picked up steam. Paul's reaction mirrored that of my friends, sisters, and parents, so I clammed up. I was working in a dead-end job, watching my friends get married one by one, and kissing my 20s good-bye, having apparently missed the "Saturn Return," that astrologically significant period that occurs between the ages of 28 and 30 and is supposed to be marked by accomplishment, power, and prestige.
Turns out he was reasonably cute, and really funny. This went on for a couple of weeks until I said, "So, do you want to come to New York for a date? I canceled evening plans more than once just so I could go home, change into my pajamas, and curl up in bed with the phone. At some point, I again broached the subject of meeting with Jamie.Rather, he moves from one online-created connection to the next, or back and forth between many, and barely if ever have to leave the house.