I think the stigma on that has changed some, as people connect with others more and more via the Internet.But a few years ago, it was a weird thing for sure.To this question, I respond that most of the things that are worth achieving in life require us to delay gratification and to prioritize restraint over indulgence in more primitive drives.Recall Walter Mischel's marshmallow study which showed the value of the ability to delay gratification.* Mischel offered a group of four year-old children one large, puffy marshmallow but told them all that if they would wait for him to run an errand, they could have not one, but two, lovely marshmallows.I'd always received a lot of matches, but it really took a lot of work to communicate with so many people all the time.Plus, I was 34 at the time and was tired of playing games. I'd gotten pretty good at weeding out men I knew I wouldn't like, but even then, I'd still go out with guys on dates where it just didn't seem like it was going anywhere or I'd have really high hopes for the guy and then it'd turn out to be a bust.Some of the four-year-olds were able to control their impulse to snatch up and consume their marshmallows for the duration of Mischel’s 15–20-minute errand (which must have felt like several lifetimes for these four-year-olds). Mischel followed up with his subjects many years later and found that the ability to control impulses and delay gratification was associated with success in many different areas of life as an adult.So, in the realm to waiting a sufficient length of time before marrying, are you willing to wait for an endless supply of lovely marshmallows, or do you want to bite down, right now, on something that resembles a marshmallow but may well turn into a bag of pus once you’ve committed?
I was nervous to meet him, but not necessarily because he was from the Internet.
He gave me his number within a day and then we started texting.
About a week later, we met in person and we've been together ever since.
At one point, I had a different date every night and Tinder almost started to feel like an addiction. Kurt first wrote me in July 2014, saying, 'Hi there' with a smiley face.
I didn't respond right away, so next morning he wrote again and said, 'Good morning!