
Dating Apps in 2025: Swiping Through Illusions
A brutally honest reflection on what dating apps have really become—games, dopamine loops, and everything but love. From someone who tried, failed, and finally got tired of the chase.
“"Dating apps used to be about finding someone. Now, they’re about not feeling left out."
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The Illusion of Options
Let’s be real. In 2025, dating apps feel more like slot machines than ways to meet people.
You swipe, match, chat, hope, ghost—repeat.
And most of the time? You walk away with nothing but less self-worth and more screen time.
Everyone’s chasing something. But love? That’s rare.
What you really get is dopamine, maybe an ego boost, and often—disappointment.
Who’s Actually Winning?
Not us. Not the people looking for something real.
The only ones winning are the app companies. Their profit depends on us staying single, swiping, paying for boosts, upgrading to premium—hoping we’ll find “the one” right after this next swipe.
⚠️ A harsh truth:
Dating apps are not designed to make you fall in love. They’re designed to keep you online.
My Experience (aka Why I Got Hooked)
I first downloaded Tinder even though I was already in a relationship.
Why? Curiosity.
That thrill of “being wanted” by strangers felt weirdly validating.
But it was never real. Just an illusion. The swipe wasn’t for love—it was for a quick high.
Same thing happened with Bumble, Hinge, and others.
You keep telling yourself, “Maybe this one will work.” But every new profile is just more noise.

The Gender Bias Nobody Talks About
Most girls get hundreds of likes. Most guys get ignored.
It’s not personal—it’s the math of the algorithm.
For guys, dating apps can feel like job hunting: apply everywhere, hear nothing back.
And girls? They’re overwhelmed with DMs, fake profiles, weird openers, and toxic energy.
So we’re all tired. Just in different ways.
The Trap of ‘Perfect Profiles’
Crafting a dating profile feels like building a resume.
- Right photos
- Witty bio
- Strategic answers
- Filters (but not too much)
- Showcase your vibe without trying too hard
But after all that effort, nothing hits. You feel stupid for trying.
And still… you don’t delete the app.
Because there’s always this feeling: “What if the next swipe is the one?”
Spoiler: it rarely is.
Real Story Time
I once paid for a dating app’s premium plan. Thought it’d solve everything.
One match ghosted, another was fake, and the third asked for my Netflix login.
That’s when it hit me: I’m not dating people—I’m dating pixels.
Why It Hurts (More Than It Should)
We all crave connection. But when you’re constantly ghosted or unmatched, your mind starts spinning:
- Am I ugly?
- Did I say something wrong?
- Is it me?
No. It’s the system.
It’s not designed to nurture your soul.
It’s built to keep you chasing and doubting.
““Attention is the currency of dating apps. Real connection? That’s just a side effect, if you’re lucky.”
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The Gen Z Dating Loop
We’ve been conditioned to believe:
- More matches = more worth
- More followers = more love
- More attention = more happiness
But none of it lasts. Because we don’t build bonds—we collect them.
Swipe. Ghost. Repeat.
My Exit Plan
I didn’t delete the apps in one go.
But I slowly started choosing real life instead:
- Talked to people at cafes
- Said yes to random plans
- Had awkward convos in gyms, buses, events
And yeah, it was weird at first. But it felt better.
Because at least I knew who I was talking to.
Final Thoughts
Dating apps in 2025 are tools. Nothing more.
They’re not good or evil. They just reflect our loneliness—and monetize it.
So if you’re frustrated, if you’re done chasing likes instead of love—maybe pause.
Not delete. Just pause. And look around in the real world.
You’re not unlovable.
You’re not doing it wrong.
You’re just stuck in a system that profits from your confusion.
Let’s stop performing for strangers and start being real with people.
Maybe not today. But soon.
Got your own story with dating apps? Leave it below. Or just say hi—at least here, you’ll be heard.

Tushar Panchal
Introvert, chai lover, and lifelong brainstormer from Haryana. I write stories and real talk—dogs, late-night thoughts, failures, and all the messy stuff.
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