Dating isn't exactly a walk in the park and for every rare great date you have, there's always a plethora of bad dates to balance it out. We've all been there and everyone can recall a really bad date. Together with The Single Society, we bring you the worst of the digital dating era and feature stories from real women who are navigating the minefield of dating apps in New York City. This one's about a recovering pornography addict and it's a porn-NO thank you from us!
"I'm not into this whole dating app thing. You seem very nice, so let me know if you would like to grab drinks, and we can decide if we like each other."
WOW.
No back and forth monotony? No attempt to be a penpal only to be inevitably ghosted?
How splendid, indeed!
I accept.
I walked up to a charming cafe/bar not far from my place of employment and found Grayson patiently awaiting my arrival.
Grayson was marginally robust with a boyish grin and a slight gap between his incisors. Raised in Utah, he had recently relocated to begin his fledgling career in accounting after completing his MBA.
I began to inquire about the timeline of his upbringing, education…life in general.
Grayson informed me that he took a job at a firm subsequent to getting his undergraduate degree, but after completing his master's he was forced to take a bit of a hiatus.
"Forced to take a hiatus?"
Curious, I encouraged him to elaborate.
Grayson then disclosed that he is a recovering pornography addict, and how his debilitating addiction to porn caused him to lose his job and ultimately ruin his life.
Lovely!
He explained how he would call in sick to work constantly, and was caught lying about having a serious medical condition because he was so obsessed with staying at home and watching porn.
Grayson continued (despite the abhorred look on my face) onto how he was kicked out of the apartment he shared with his ex-girlfriend because he was unable to engage in sexual activity without being completely fixated on his TV screen.
Not to mention his savings ran out, and he couldn't afford his portion of the rent.
Finally, he spent a total of 2 months in a clinic being treated for sex addiction (with a relapse in between), and he is currently still in therapy to repair his ability to have a healthy relationship with sexual intimacy.
"Sorry, was that a little too much baggage for a first date?" He asked.
I thanked him for his honesty, finished my peach bellini, and awkwardly wrapped up the conversation before he bid me farewell.
Grayson never asked to see me again, but most likely because he already knew the answer.
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