I'm an online dating coach, and a lover of cats. Mostly my cat. His name is Trumpet. He's astoundingly graceless and dumb sometimes, but I love him. I also love my job that I sort of made up, helping people find love online in this increasingly digital world. And of course, I love my husband, whom I met online (via a Craigslist ad that made best of). I love social media, even when it's annoying, because I find that it's overwhelmingly positive if you use it positively. I love fonts that are more vertical than horizontal. In fact, I love most things being more vertical than horizontal; that tends to be my aesthetic. I love languages (and speak a few). I love a combination of green smoothies with kale and frightfully unhealthy weird snacks like an entire bag of cherry Halls Plus cough drops in one sitting. I love sidecars, but I prefer them on the rocks, please, and use a decent enough cognac that I don't need a sugared rim. I love caramel, and I love burning it too much. I love coffee and tea (I'm from Seattle and am half English) but I don't love how they make my heart jump or make me stay up at night. I love driving a manual transmission. I love my iPhone 5s. I love listing things I love, apparently. I love lamp.
What a fascinating profile experiment. I met my own husband via a totally random Craigslist ad that didn't at all conform to the expectations of online dating ads or profiles. I now work as an online dating coach, helping people find love despite these sites being full of frustrations and sometimes rude users. I have to say, you approach this with a fascinating, um, approach, haha. Your tone of brutal honesty is witty and soulful and sad and wonderful all at once.
I think there's a way to strike a balance where you share some of these deep vulnerabilities, while skipping the parts that are so deep they become disturbing. I often encourage clients to tap into more vulnerable moments and really foster a connection that way—but you definitely take that assignment one step farther. I'd love to hear an update after a few weeks, especially if you wind up going on dates with anyone.