Unread Text After Being Ghosted

I guess I just don't understand. I thought we had a connection. I thought that we were grown enough for you to tell me if you weren't interested instead of falling off the map. I think we both deserve to be treated with respect. And I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. Because I know what it's like to feel overwhelmed and scared. To wonder if it's worth putting in the time and effort for someone when you're already giving everything you have to your children. To wonder if someone new can accept you as you are, knowing in your heart you are who you already are. Wondering if you will be enough. I understand how that feels. And perhaps this came down to a physical wanting. Maybe you regretted it. I thought that, since you had a teenage daughter, maybe you would act a little more sensitively towards me. Maybe I know absolutely nothing. I know you've been working nights and that you've been dealing with a difficult ex and that you've been fighting to be present with your kids while balancing everything. And I know that's more than too much for one person to handle. I thought maybe me being in the background would help to provide emotional support. I honestly don't know. When you reached out, you said things, and I believed them. Maybe you meant them initially, maybe it's hard for you to open up. You assured me that you didn't feel pressure. I deal with my own shortcomings. That I come across too strongly or appear too vulnerable. My body. How I take everything so seriously. There are a million things I could blame about myself. But I won't. Because at least I have the decency to communicate. I would rather be alone the rest of my life than continue to do this. I truly thought you were different.

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