I had a ghoster. This guy never gave me the time of his day while we were, I guess talking. He told me that he likes me. Misses me. Wants to cuddle with me. That bond that we had. Once we had sex. It was just sex. Yet he'd talk about future things with me, that I struggled to get the hook off of. I always thought of the what if's with this person. I ended up getting ghosted because I had an anxiety moment. I was going through a lot. He randomly shut down and left me hanging. Ummm.. Ouch. Yeah.
Months later. It's New Years. I get a text from 3 am. It's him. Saying Happy New Years. I was frozen. Very confused. After discussing with him over things, he told me how much it hurt him that he did what he did. How much he misses me. How much regret he felt. How the holidays made him think about us. The chemistry we had. I saw him again in person, and he gave me a Valentines Day gift. Tried to see me once/twice a week. WHEN AGAIN, before he ghosted. He never did this. Was awful texting me. This and that.
Throughout a bit of time of being confused with this guy, I was pretty shielded with my feeligns. One time, he just didn't text me back that he made it home. I gave it a day, and I completely hand-tossed his Valentines Gift to the trash. Heard the glass break. Texted him I was done. I can't put in all the effort of things. Blocked him. No tears. Nothing.
Over the amount of time, I put myself back out there. Am going on dates with this guy who is an absolute gentlemen. Understands the person that I am. Etc. I'm going slow, but there is this part of me. Somebody smack me in the face... Where I feel wrong for letting this first guy go. Yet I know I did the right thing. Why do I think this way?
PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL. I've LEARNED. IM MOVING ON. Thanks!
Months later. It's New Years. I get a text from 3 am. It's him. Saying Happy New Years. I was frozen. Very confused. After discussing with him over things, he told me how much it hurt him that he did what he did. How much he misses me. How much regret he felt. How the holidays made him think about us. The chemistry we had. I saw him again in person, and he gave me a Valentines Day gift. Tried to see me once/twice a week. WHEN AGAIN, before he ghosted. He never did this. Was awful texting me. This and that.
Throughout a bit of time of being confused with this guy, I was pretty shielded with my feeligns. One time, he just didn't text me back that he made it home. I gave it a day, and I completely hand-tossed his Valentines Gift to the trash. Heard the glass break. Texted him I was done. I can't put in all the effort of things. Blocked him. No tears. Nothing.
Over the amount of time, I put myself back out there. Am going on dates with this guy who is an absolute gentlemen. Understands the person that I am. Etc. I'm going slow, but there is this part of me. Somebody smack me in the face... Where I feel wrong for letting this first guy go. Yet I know I did the right thing. Why do I think this way?
PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL. I've LEARNED. IM MOVING ON. Thanks!
