Monday Mimisms ~ Who Would Ghost a Queen?
Learning to "watch" in the doctor's office. Fun times. |
You see it, right? |
Bree "watching" flower roots |
Which brings me to my latest sad and silly malady.
I've been ghosted. Ghosted! Me??!
Who would ghost a Queen?
It started out so lovely. Five-hour phone conversations. Morning texts. Goodnight emails. Mutual commonalities and laughter. Then New Year's happened...er....or didn't happen. And I realized that the more I talked to him about my own personal goals and aspirations the less interested he seemed to be in understanding that independent streak in moi. He could have just said what I suspected...that he wanted to be joined at the hip. I can't even FIND my hips.
I'm going to talk to Baby Boy. Since he's eighteen now soon-to-be majoring in Computer Science, he should know the ways and whys of intraweb romance.
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5 comments:
Just be you, Mimi. We love you as you are. And i'm with you. I dont like the "watching", would rather get it gone.
First of all, Baby Boy cannot be majoring in anything because he is, by definition, a BABY boy! Way to make me feel old, your highness.
Oh, wait! This isn't about me?
I just saw a highly acclaimed, Oscar touted movie, The Banshees of Inisherin. It starts with one old friend saying to another, "I just don't like you anymore." At first it seemed breathtaking in it's brutality, especially when you see the unsuspecting, unbelieving eyes of his friend. But maybe it's not. Maybe just saying it, straight up, is better than ghosting. It does seem kind of gutless.
I had a dear friend do that to me. Then, after years, all of a sudden in 2021 he sent me a birthday e-card. 2022, too. Both times I responded the same: "Thanks for thinking of me. I hope you're well." I don't want to risk my heart with him again.
So I get it, and I hope you're OK.
Sherry - I know, right? I may move that appointment up sooner than March. I don't understand why they don't just take them off proactively....perhaps money and insurance. Probably.
Doctors can't doctor anymore.
Love to you.
Gal - I can't believe he's about to go off to college either. You think YOU feel old?? But I get it, he's been on this blog since childhood. Wonder what that is in blog years....LOL
Thank you for worrying about my love life. You always have. Ghosting is horrid. I've experienced it in the past. It is passive-aggressive cruelty. Yes, brutal, as you said.
I'm sorry you endured it...and your response was perfect.
I'm fine. Interestingly, he contacted me again yesterday and explained. This needs much more conversation. But I didn't realize until we spoke how much I'd missed him. Proceeding with transparency and caution. That sounds so romantic, doesn't it??
P.S. See above comment. "Proceeding with transparency and caution" resulted in ghosting again. He simply vanished. And I'm sooooo OK with that. Me thinks he couldn't tolerate my cautiousness...NEXT.
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