I am here for the RenderATL tech conference as an ambassador. It’s also my first time in Atlanta. I’ve been having the best time. But here are some thoughts I’ve been having:

There is a collective angst you can feel as you scroll on TikTok’s FYP. Whether someone’s niche is beauty, philosophy, or fitness - there is a collective yearning for a romantic relationship and finding your person…like now.

There is a timeline attached to this that is palatable. The best way I can describe is being in the waiting room before you’ve been offered this great chance at love. Until then, everything is on hold.

I do have moments where I find myself wanting to be wrapped in this as well, to find that person and get it over with. I’d like a relationship that’s amazing in every way, but there are a million other things I want too.

If no man appears, or nobody intrigues me, then that’s okay. I have things to do, people to love, and places to be.

I am not attached to one outcome, but I know I’ll get there.

Something is making me deeply uncomfortable seeing others confess feelings of loneliness, of being lost, and afraid they won’t meet the one while also admitting that they’ve put life on hold.

To be seen, known, acknowledged, to be bare - it’s scary.

But it’s also more attractive than anything else.