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There was one promise I made to my parents before heading to the Czech Republic to teach English for one year: not to fall in love with a Czech man.
My parents were having a hard time accepting that their only child would be across the Atlantic for a year.
I was afraid to be vulnerable, which is ironic because uprooting your entire existence to a foreign country where you do not speak the language or fully understand the culture requires you to be vulnerable.
We would message each other back and forth on Facebook about lesson plans and our lives prior to our arrival.
Most of my matches I stopped responding to immediately.
As I left Prague for my orientation in Brno, I felt some disappointment.
I was worried that his online persona and true self would be different—but I was extremely anxious that the real me would not live up to his perception of online Kelley.
With that, I put up walls on our first date that had not existed in our online communication.