Internet dating and players
Because I was born with my disability — Larsen syndrome, a genetic joint and muscle disorder — I’d already gathered a pile of romantic rejections seemingly big enough to fill an Olympic swimming pool by the time I downloaded Tinder.
This particular rejection, however, unleashed a wave of panic within me.
But I wasn’t helping the situation by keeping the existence of my disability concealed, springing it upon people only when I thought it felt right.
Not one to be deterred, I persevered, downloading every possible dating app and creating accounts on various dating sites. I kept up with this facade for a while, messaging matches who were none the wiser.
A few minutes later, he replied, but instead of responding to my reptilian inquiry, he asked, “Are you in a wheelchair?
”I kept my answer simple and told him that yes, I do use a wheelchair, but I was much more interested in the back story of the iguana.
There have been plenty of matches that haven’t worked out, and whether that’s actually because of my disability, I’ll never know.
But I had a nearly yearlong relationship with a man I met through OKCupid, so I know it’s possible for lightning to strike again.