My friends always get mad when I ghost people... and I never know how to respond... because you know I don’t mean to, I mean to treat them with civility, to stay friends, to move on...
But then I see them... and something just comes over me...an overwhelming need to flee... a need to protect myself... so I look down, run the other way, act like we never happened, I slam the door...
And I realize now that ghosting people isn’t all my bad... these people broke me down, to the point where I am afraid to let them into my life again... to the point where I go out of my character to be mean... I don’t door slam for fun or for payback, it hurts me to do this too, but I do it out of fear of what bringing you back into my life could do...