Dear Users of Tinder,

I'm actually questioning my sanity, as to why I ended up on Tinder in the first place, but in all honesty, matching up with you really helped my self-esteem. Your approval of my superficial traits really made me feel like a wonderful human female, especially when I was feeling down enough to actually create a Tinder account. So thank you for that. (But, just so we're clear, I do realize that I don't need a man's approval to be okay.)

Usually, I decide to swipe "right" on your picture for the simple fact that you have a beard and that you have photos of dogs on your profile. I'm a sucker for facial hair and dogs. And the pictures of your most recent backpacking trip really improve your chances too. I can dig an adventurous side. But, so can most girls, right?

Continuing to be honest, I'm probably never going to actually meet up with you, whether or not your invite seems harmless. But, that doesn't mean that I don't value our conversations. Getting to know new people is great, and I'm REALLY starting to get to know you. From your simple bio I learn your life passions and interests, and from our one-on-one conversations I get to know you even better. However, nothing actually beats getting around the pleasantries and down to the dirty business ... whether or not I'm DTF.

Just so we're clear, I'm not.

But thank you, one last time, for downloading this stupendous phone app, hand selecting the most attractive photos of yourself, and putting time and effort into that inspirational bio of yours. I will be the change I wish to see in the world, Tinder match.

And one last thing, I'm absolutely, 100% positive that the fact that our common interests are Barrack Obama and Taylor Swift means that we're a match made in Tinder heaven.

Rock on,
Your Tinder Match