*All stories are welcomed*
Most Helpful Guy
Some people just don't understand when it's over. They hang on by their fingernails and watch them slowly being ripped from their fingers. They would rather give up their dignity and self respect than face the grief that comes with loss. They don't understand that a long and drawn out torture is not a better solution. They prefer to bury their head in blind hope, based on absolutely no realistic chance of resolution.
When it's over, it's over. Let the fuck go, from both sides, and move on. That's my advice. In fact, don't wait until you need to be told that it's over. Exit the building before it collapses, not after.
Most Helpful Girl
I have one who simply won't leave me alone regardless of how much I've made it clear I'm not interested. I also ignore him. Still get messages.