The reason I deleted these apps after 10 days was not out of frustration, but out of excitement.
As I left Brno for Nová Paka (approximately four hours away by train), I got a notification that I had been “Super Liked.” Michael’s profile opened on my phone—an American living in Brno who would be spending the year there teaching.
The more time we spent together, the quicker my self-made walls fell down.
We had open and honest conversations, the type you have with people you have known your entire life, not someone you just matched with on Tinder.
When we did finally meet in person in Prague the middle of September, my nerves overwhelmed me.
I was afraid to be vulnerable, which is ironic because uprooting your entire existence to a foreign country where you do not speak the language or fully understand the culture requires you to be vulnerable.
Yet to allow myself to fall in love, something that I never thought would be on the cards while abroad, was more petrifying than boarding that plane in August.