This blog post will be a bit of a story time.
We’re going to take y’all back but not too far back because this story takes place during our first year of dating in 2016. This will be the story of our long distance experiences and whether or not it’s a deal breaker.
So for those of you who are new here, Hannah and I met on Tinder at the end of April in 2016. Although we met on Tinder, we never took Tinder seriously. We just wanted to see who was out there, never expecting to actually meet someone in person, let alone someone we actually liked.
I have generalized anxiety disorder with some social anxiety thrown in there, so at the time Hannah and I matched on Tinder, meeting people in person felt impossible to me. I fully disclosed to Hannah right away that I had generalized anxiety disorder and social anxiety so that I didn’t feel like I was hiding anything. If I was ever going to meet her in person, I was going to need to be transparent and vice versa. Hannah didn’t think anything of it, if anything, it made her want to meet me even more.
We chatted on Tinder for about two weeks before exchanging numbers.
Honestly, we didn’t have the best communication skills back then. We probably exchanged an average of about one message a day on Tinder, two messages on a good day. Y’all I literally forgot about Hannah because we talked so little within those two weeks. We joke about this to this day.
After exchanging numbers, our average number of messages went up to about 6 text messages a day, 3 messages from each of us.
This felt a little like progress to us. Y’all I’m not trying to roast Hannah in this blog post, but she had a low quality Android when we met. Now listen, there’s nothing wrong with Androids, but this detail is important to mention because she didn’t really like her phone and she never really had a reason to stare at it all day. She was never on it, therefore we didn’t exchange too many texts in the beginning. After texting for about a week, Hannah asked if we could meet in person. She had asked once before but I made some excuse not to because of my anxiety. I finally came around and decided to just go with it.
Our first time meeting wasn’t exactly planned.
We hung out, walked around the mall and talked. Our first time meeting, from start to finish, was about two hours long. We felt super comfortable yet uncomfortable around each other because the whole experience of how we met was new to us. At the end of that first day meeting, Hannah asked if we could go to a movie that next day and this time, I jumped at the opportunity to see her again.
We started dating after that second, yet first, date.
Let’s recap, we met in April and started “dating” in May. May just so happens to be the month Hannah’s summer started so she went back to San Diego for the summer. San Diego is about a 2 hour drive from where I lived. This wasn’t so long distance to me as I’ve experienced a longer distance relationship before. But this distance was huge yet small to us. We were happy it was only 2 hours, but also bummed that we weren’t 10 minutes apart anymore. Hannah drove to my city every other week from May to mid July.
In July, Hannah’s family moved to Utah…So off went Hannah.
During one of our earlier dates, Hannah said she would be moving to Utah. I was like….okay? and internally panicked because I thought she wasn’t coming back to California. I was super bummed for like 2 minutes until she was like “oh no, I’ll be coming back in August once school starts.” Man, I was so relieved. But can any of y’all tell me why she didn’t say that sooner? Anyways, from mid July to the end of August, we were long distance. Like I mentioned, I had experienced long distance before so in the beginning, it didn’t feel bad to me, but it was more difficult than I thought it would be.
Hannah hated every second of being long distance.
We had just met in April and she moved to Utah in July. I had no problem continuing to date even though we were going to be apart for a little while. Hannah had never experienced dating anyone while being apart from them, even it was only a few weeks during the summer. She had no idea how she would handle it. We kept in touch while she was away, and we both looked forward to the day she would be back in California. before we knew it, she was back and we picked up where we left off when she left in July.
This wouldn’t be the last time we would be apart for more than a few days.
As y’all know, college students get breaks, they should probably get longer breaks than they receive because….let’s not even start. Hannah’s Christmas break is about 5 weeks long. Ya’ll heard me! 5 weeks. This was great until we started to thinking about how we would be in different states during the most magical time of the year (inserts upside down smiley face emoji here.) I’ll say it again, I’ve experienced long distance before, but I was dreading the time we would be apart this time. I kept telling myself “it’ll go by fast, it’s all good.” NO! it went by slower than any other month in my life. We were both having a very difficult time being apart this time. That might be an understatement.
We could have just went our separate ways this time.
I know y’all were expecting us to call it quits. No, this wasn’t an option. We just toughed it out and looked forward to the day she would be back. We realize that there are so many couples out there literally living apart for months at a time, we have never experienced that, but we have experienced being apart for weeks at a time and lets just say, we wouldn’t recommend it.
Long distance can be a deal breaker for many.
It wasn’t a deal breaker for us because y’all are reading this right now, aren’t ya? Okay, that it. That is our long distance story and honestly, there was some tears during that time. I know, we’ll cry y’all a river. Okay seriously guys.
Don’t forget to check out our last blog post about what we’ve been up to this January here!
Until next time,
Ariana & Hannah