
Goodbye, My Fantasy Man
The New York Times
I wasn’t willing to settle for less than kismet. But chasing a romantic illusion nearly kept me from finding love.
The night I agreed to try online dating, I told my roommate Meghan I hoped I wouldn’t meet anyone because that wasn’t the kind of story I wanted to tell. “I know myself,” I said. “Anything short of kismet won’t work.” I have always loved the word “kismet.” Arabic in origin (from “qisma,” meaning portion or lot), it’s just a nerdy synonym for fate. But from a young age, I have believed in it, searched for it and trusted I would find it.More Related News