For all previously unaware, ghosting is the act of stopping all communication with someone who had once been the object of desire. Ghosting occurs when one party wishes to no longer see the other, but hasn’t the guts to tell them. It happens to the best of us.
For the ghosted:
So you’ve been ghosted. What now? Why you? Is it your fault? All reasonable questions to ask yourself. Before you panic, however, remember this is in no way your fault. Oftentimes, there’s more to the story than meets the eye. Perhaps they’re not ready for commitment. Perhaps they’ve found someone new. Perhaps they’re just timid. Either way, what they did was lame and uncalled for. Some prior warning would have been nice. Here you are, with hopes up and faith gone. Things seemed to be going well, or so you thought. Do not blame yourself. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Think of it as a learning experience. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.
For the ghoster:
I’ll admit, I’m a serial ghoster. Guilty as charged. Why do I do it? It’s simple – I can’t say no. I’ll make plans, I’ll agree to a date, I’ll lead people on – but not intentionally. Guilt consumes me to the point where I can’t refuse an offer. I feel so bad. I don’t want to hurt anyone by turning them down, but at the same time I really really really don’t want to go on any dates. I once agreed to meet a guy for coffee, only to hide from him once there. I literally put on my hood and sunglasses and walked right past him, never once making eye contact. For me, ghosting is a defense mechanism. I’m scared to commit. One minute I’ll be down with something, and the next I’ll get super anxious and bail. I’m unreliable in this sense. I can’t really help it, that’s just me. I am a ghoster and I’m not so proud.
Later babes <3 -Scarlett