Millennials: there are no precise dates when the generation starts
and ends. Researchers and commentators use birth years ranging from the early
1980s to the early 2000s. http://en.wikipedia. org/wiki/Millennials
I am considered to be a Millennial. Millennial have some great
qualities. We volunteer more, we’re close to our families, and we are consistently
open to new innovation and change, particularly when it comes to environmental
regulations ... and new dating apps.*http://www.forbes.com/ sites/danschawbel/2013/09/04/ why-you-cant-ignore- millennials/ *
One
of the downsides of being a Millennial, is dating as a Millennial. On a
recent night
when I complained to my mother that I wanted to meet a decent man to
date, she replied, “Just get yourself made up and go to the corner bar
with a
girlfriend!” Unfortunately – or fortunately – it’s not that easy
anymore.
We are a generation who is emotionally damaging each
other through social networks; due to emotional unavailability and an unrealistic expectation of instant gratification.
It seems our digital selves are determining what happens when we're away from the screen. We meet people on social networks, we judge them
from their digital representation (a sexy picture), we select one stands late at night after 5
cocktails and push the tiny glowing flame icon on our iPhone screen. We meet people via the internet. We have important conversations over texting,
rather than pick up the phone. We dump people via text, email. How is this behavior shaping us and our emotionally expressive
selves? Are we becoming or have we already become a culture that can only
express things with acronyms in a 140 character text block?
The idea of meeting people via a dating application, like Tinder, is not new.
This same concept used to be in the medium of a personal ad you could post in the back of a newspaper. “Do you like Pina
Coladas? Getting caught in the rain?” Online dating is not a bad thing and I personally know three married couples who
met via Ok Cupid and they seem very content. I
am all for new ways of communication;
they are simply a new medium for the same idea. But at times, I feel
like these social networks normalize emotional unavailability or
avoidance. If
you don’t like someone you don’t text them back, or de-friend them from
your facebook.You no longer are "required" to have a conversation with
anyone. You can disappear. Or so you think.
How
do we get over past romantic paramours if all romantic
attachments are frozen in a digital world? Each email of past lovely
flirtations,
every picture taken together, all instant messages are archived. They
continue
there, living and breathing frozen in time. In the past, if you stopped
dating
someone you never saw them again unless desired. Now, we can be ambushed
by anyone from our past out of the blue. Getting a blast from the past
can become a daily ritual. Of
course, deleting, and de-friending help with this predicament, but
Google
memorializes our every infatuation and breakup whether we like it or
not. If cutting someone off suddenly from text or Facebook is a way to disappear, I would argue it's not working.
We need to be careful not to become detached. Numb to
the face behind the profile page. Behind there, there is a person of
worth with something to offer you. If not a positive attribute, a lesson to be learned, a story to share.
A
second element Millenials need to focus on is "time." We exist in an
instant gratification culture where we can get any song, food, or
Netflix series delivered to us in no more than thirty minutes. Although
we speed
through our digital days, love remains one of the few things you cannot
make
instant. It’s true, if lucky you could feel an instant connection or
attraction, but time is what creates true love. Reading an “About me”
section on a profile does not mean you now are compatible and know
everything
about that person. We are complex, beautiful beings and that is not
translated
on the web. Except for those digital copies of great works; the Mona
Lisa, A Beatles song on Spotify. Those things do express the human
experience.
I
am holding out for the serendipitous meeting in the coffee
shop line, accidentally bumping into a handsome man at the gallery, the
plane seat introduction, picking up my crushed tomatoes off the farmer’s
market
floor, but not alone.
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