There comes a time in everybody’s dating career when your dance card suddenly becomes fuller than you know what to do with.One day, you’re swiping sullenly through Tinder bemoaning the lack of attractive, normal-seeming men that are possibly as tall as they say they are in their profiles, and the next, you find yourself drafting a spreadsheet to keep track of the nine dates that you have somehow booked for one week. Like all things in life, your dating life will ebb and flow.Years of Sahara-like drought will give way to a summer full of eternal possibility, teeming with tapas dates and dinner dates and beach dates galore.One day, you’ll wake up in a daze, and find yourself with a bucket full of eligible, decent, good dudes, all clamoring for your attention.“How could I possibly date two people, or even three people, when handling one person was too much?” you ask yourself as you scroll thru your texts one lazy Sunday.“How could it be that the universe is handing me such a Herculean task? This embarrassment of riches is your prize for enduring countless shitty dates and rebuffing the advances of grody bros in I-banker loafers who are too drunk to see straight while you’re waiting in line for the bathroom.If you ever, ever feel bad about dating more than one person, remind yourself that if you were a dude, this behavior would be second nature. The golden rule: Make sure they don’t know each other.
The deception in and of itself was bad enough, as she was forging deep connections with both, but the worst part?
They were friends with each other and, inevitably, they found out.
One day, she got home from class and found both of them sitting on the couch, waiting for her, and they were not happy. If you’re going to date two people, do your absolute best to make sure they don’t know each other, like, If you find out early on that they do, abort mission.
When — or if — do I have to tell the people about each other?
There is an enduring instinct to treat people the way that we’d like to be treated.