

How to date as a sapphic woman
Navigate the thrilling, awkward, and utterly relatable journey of a young sapphic woman through her freshman year of university. From accidental encounters at club expos to unexpected sleepovers, experience the highs and lows of self-discovery, burgeoning crushes, and the hilarious mishaps of trying to 'put yourself out there' while battling social anxiety and the complexities of queer dating.The biting January air of Southern Alberta whipped around me as I trudged across campus, each step a small victory against the inertia that often kept me hidden away. It was my second year of university, and despite my internal pep talks and endless advice given to others, my own dating life remained a barren wasteland. Today, however, was different. Today was the Club Expo, a fresh start, a new semester, and perhaps, a chance to finally put myself out there.
My destination: the warm, inclusive embrace of the Pride Center, where my friends, my safe harbor in this sprawling academic ocean, awaited. "Hey Jennifer," Keith's cheerful voice cut through my thoughts, their metal chain belt jingling a familiar rhythm. Sky, ever the practical one, was already plotting her next move. "Jennifer, you want to go to the club's expo? I'm thinking of joining the crochet club to make me actually crochet." The words hung in the air, a challenge and an invitation. I sighed, a mix of apprehension and a flicker of hope stirring within me. "Mmmmm sure I was planning on buying lunch today anyways."
