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Publicado: Monday 23 de March de 2026, 17:06 Hello, Guest! Article about internet dating for over 50s: I was apprehensive yet excited at the prospect of meeting a bloke from a dating app. As a divorcee in my 50s, I started online dating. This is what I learnt. Click here for Internet dating for over 50s Add articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. Separated for about three years after a 16-year marriage and planning a divorce, I was a content and confident single 50-something. I remember telling Jane Fonda during a meet-and-greet that I woke up alone each day, positively beaming. We high-fived. But after seeing the smile on the face of a colleague who had just met a cute pilot via a dating app, I relented and created an online profile that same day. It had been about 20 years since I’d been on a date. I was apprehensive yet excited at the prospect of meeting a bloke. And yet I was convinced of one thing – I wasn’t going to take this online dating caper too seriously. “The most significant online dating lesson: don’t give up.” Credit: Illustration by Dionne Gain. The Australian Seniors’ 2019 Modern Dating report found people over age 50 have started to embrace dating sites, often using them daily, and that some felt more confident about dating than when they were younger. Many also opt for so-called mainstream apps rather than senior specific sites. And they prefer not to pay for app access when seeking a serious relationship. Before I jumped on two separate dating sites, I thought I’d meet someone at a party, encounter someone on a tram or get introduced by a friend. Evidently, a meet-cute was not meant to be. It didn’t cost a cent to throw myself into the online mix. I selected a few photos from my phone camera roll, wrote a brief bio, answered a handful of basic questions and I was “live”. For months in 2019 I trawled the sites, sent hundreds of messages and went on a plethora of dates. I learnt how tough it is to meet a genuine person online searching for romance (which I eventually did). The following is an insight into the road I travelled. It may serve as a helpful guide – and a warning. The first. I wasn’t keen on protracted text messaging once there was a match. I decided once we had shared a few thoughts, spoken of our travels, discussed music/movie interests and entertained each other with witty text banter, it would be time to meet. The first date always had to be in a busy, public place, preferably day time. So I found myself perched at a cool city wine bar on a Sunday afternoon talking to date number one about his second-hand cardigan. He wasn’t scintillating, nor was he completely dull, yet. He pecked me on the lips and I felt nothing. I am not sure why I agreed to a second date but within a couple of days we were dining on sushi. He spoke about himself, a lot. A few hours before a third date (we had planned for a movie), I received the fateful message that he just wasn’t feeling it. I felt relieved but confused. Embarrassingly, I asked via text why he had decided to end our six day relationship. I wanted details. He didn’t answer. A friend emphatically told me that it doesn’t matter why. Next! The sleaze. I broke a primary rule and agreed to meet date number two at night. The self-involved artist in mismatched socks went for a slobbery kiss after an hour of chit chat in a city bar. I fled to the toilet and rang a girlfriend. We decided I’d give him a chance to redeem himself. I explained I am not a fan of public displays of affection and that I was uncomfortable with what had just transpired. He placed his hand on my leg and continued to rave about himself before suggesting we go back to his apartment nearby. I said no. As we exited, he pinned me against the stairwell wall and slobbered again. It was a brisk ‘goodnight’ from me. The bore. For three long hours we nursed a coffee in Lygon Street. It was getting late and date number three was showing no sign of ending his stream of consciousness. He raved about his job. He raved about his family. He had few hobbies and had dreadful taste in shoes. I was bored beyond words. Once again, I had matched with a bloke that barely asked me a question. After I had to ask to be walked to my car, he stopped to say goodnight, inquired if I liked barbecues and stated that he doesn’t want to marry ever again. Did he actually think he was a catch? The next day I texted that I wasn’t feeling it. He responded by asking if it was his hairstyle I didn’t like. The romantic cheater. Date number four was thoughtful, generous, inquisitive and intelligent. There were loads of laughs, he bought me gifts and he was easy company. He was a decent kisser. I went on a two-week overseas holiday and following a stream of wickedly fun written exchanges during my sojourn, I returned anticipating a lovely catch-up. Internet dating over 50 Online dating in your 50s Free internet dating sites over 50 Internet dating for over 50s

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