Ghosting ~ a Reflection

It feels like butterflies, but it’s in a different area of your abdomen. Lower down, shame tickles you as you are about to cross your own boundaries again and make a fool of yourself. It feels obvious that the decision you are about to make does not hold your best interest at heart, but alas you say this will be the last time. And so you send that text asking for clarity from a person who obviously does not care about you. 

You have already been ghosted days ago, and you have seen him on social media practically every time you go on. Obviously this person does not want to interact with you, and you should just use your energy to focus on yourself. Yet, instead, you decide to feed this person’s ego by sending another DM. 

It’s like, your intuition has already got you convinced that he is not going to respond, but you want to challenge yourself – just in case. It’s kind of like a drug to go against the known in hopes of a different kind of high. 

Being ignored is a difficult job to handle. You want to quit after a few hours and move on to something better. It’s the hardest thing to see the bigger picture sometimes. The next time the shame starts teasing you, close your eyes and zoom out into the vast landscape around you. The person who decided to try to reduce your value will start to get smaller and smaller, until finally you will see how insignificant their actions are.