Bunny goes on a date.


I went on a date last night. This may not sound like something out of the ordinary for a 20something year old, but I’m a little weird.

For the majority of my young adulthood, I was with the same person; now that that is no longer the case, one of my friends has been urging me to get back out there and meet new people.

Dating scares me. It terrifies me, actually. I feel that men treat women like they are easily disposable. Especially in a dating app world where you can easily swipe left (or right?) and find a new person. It’s weird. I know it works for a lot of people, but I don’t know, it’s just not for me.

Bunny starts a blog.

