How to date without panic

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Do you ever feel that dating brings out the worst side of you? The mixed-up, nervy side, that seems to fall apart under the slightest knock? Yup, me too. But there are ways to fix this. Keep reading. 

You’re usually pretty kickass in your everyday life, and can cope with most things that life hurls your way.

But then, you meet someone.

Someone sexy, funny, appealing, who adds something to your life. Almost overnight, you go from Boss to Basic.

I know I’ve written a million dating and relationship books, but dating was not effortless enjoyment for me until I learned a few lessons the hard way.

I spent most of my twenties analysing conversations, overthinking throwaway remarks, and looking for any possible sign that the man I was dating was losing interest.

I never entered a relationship wondering how much I liked the guy; I always, relentlessly, focussed like a laser on simply how much he liked me. And I’d plot his interest hourly, like the FTSE 500.

Because I was so neurotic, I always enjoyed myself most when I was with men I didn’t like.

Until I started liking them, and then fell to pieces.

These days, I’m a lot better. I’m happily married now, and I can go whole weeks – OK, hours – without scrolling back through a week’s worth of texts to check the last time my husband said anything mushy, and then marking it on my spreadsheet. (I’m kidding! Honest…)

How did I get better? These are the steps I took. I’m not saying they’re infallible, but they helped me. I don’t think you can cure this kind of neuroticism forever, by the way: I think some of us are just over-thinkers by nature. But you can calm it down. Here are my fixes:

Have a hobby

Something absorbing and complicated, in which you can lose yourself and stop thinking about Him.

My hobby was painting. Every time a man dumped me, I’d paint a picture. My house looked like the Tate.

Even better than a break-up hobby, though, is an ongoing hobby. Over-thinkers are often introverts, so we don’t throw ourselves into sociable hobbies, but we should: research has shown that people who meet once a week to pursue a shared interest are the happiest people around.

Can you play poker? Sing karaoke? Learn a language?


Boost yourself

Not with blustery positive statements and affirmations, though: with tangible achievements.

If you’re anything like me (God forbid), you’re your own Simon Cowell. Your standards for yourself are sky-high – far higher than for any bloke – and much of your self-doubt comes from failing to meet your own grade.

So, improve yourself. Lose weight, get qualifications, quit your crappy job, tidy your flat, get up earlier, drink less, save more…

Whatever it is that your Inner Voice keeps berating you for not doing, just do it. Shut that bitch up with your positive steps. Doubts will creep in still, but nothing like as strongly as before. And you’ll be less likely to keep pursuing unworthy men.


Never act on your fears

Dating neuroticism is like pre-menstrual tension: you never realise when you’re in its grip, until it’s too late.

You feel you’re being perfectly rational and sane, until you find yourself holding a blood-splattered knife, surrounded by screaming people.

When you’re in the middle of a dating panic attack, you will think you are making sense.

You’ll think he’s definitely lost interest, that you should just dump him, that you didn’t like him that much… You’ll think it’s strong to call him out on his bullshit, and that you’ll look impressive and brave if you throw your drink over him.

You won’t. You really won’t.

The best thing to do when you’re having a dating panic is NOTHING AT ALL. Put the phone down. Then pick it up and call your sanest, calmest friend.

Get an early night. Have a bath. Read a magazine.

Don’t stalk his social media, don’t ask him where things are headed, don’t call it all off.


If you’re meant to break up, you can break up in three days’ time. Just sleep on it. No sudden movements.


Do you, or a rational friend, have any no-fail panic-busters? Please share them with me (quick! I’m a worrier!) in the comments.


Kate Taylor



  1. 3rd October 2017 / 5:14 am

    Have to say if I ever had to start dating again for real, I wouldn’t know where to start. Better make sure my 30 year marriage continues 🙂

    • 4th October 2017 / 9:16 pm

      I’m sure you’d take to modern dating like a duck to water – women insist on going halves on the bill these days. GET IN THERE. But congrats on your lovely long marriage and here’s to 30 more.

  2. 4th October 2017 / 8:32 pm

    I love you writing style! And that FTSE 500 cracked me up. Will be reading you again

    • 4th October 2017 / 9:12 pm

      Thanks! What a lovely comment. ☺️

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