No. 440799
>>440642>not responding to texts asap makes you an evil avoidantThis. Also why I don't get why people label "ghosting" via text as some evil, emotionally
abusive act. Like omg I'll just maybe text you later? Or not. My battery's just drained okay.
No. 440813
>>440799I think, in a way, instant messaging made people more entitled to other people’s time. And heck, 10 to 15 years ago that stuff wasn’t expected from you. Granted, data plans were fairly limited back then and social media wasn’t as big as it is now.
Also, what is considered ghosting is insane to me - you can ghost someone by just not answering one afternoon. Calling is an option if it really is urgent, but these individuals are above that apparently for some stupid reasons like “anxiety UwU”. Fam, you weren’t anxious when you berated me and started accusing me of cheating even for not being glued to my messaging app kek.
No. 452584
I’m fairly normal towards my friends. Sometimes I’ll ghost and not speak to them for a bit because I start eating myself alive but it’s never detrimental. We’re adults, this is what’s normal for us. I think they assume I’m just busy with work. But, my poor fiancé, he won’t get a break. I even get jealous when he’s with his family. They all run a business so…that’s a lot of the time. I don’t spend much time with my friends. I have a best friend i text daily, and the rest are just colleagues or girls from med school. I speak with my fiancé daily, constantly. I start shaking and become immensely stressed without him. I’m currently sitting in our place, unsure of what to do without him. He’s been the only man to ever treat me right, but i don’t want to make him have me as another chore to deal with. He does so much. I pick up the slack at home, of course, because he genuinely just has responsibilities outside of me and i hate it. I loathe everyone he talks to. Why can’t we be a family and constantly be connected? It’s so awful. I feel so awful. I know it’s because I have a fucked up past and don’t want to confront it. I want to say he’s wrong, that maybe he’s even cheating, when he’s not. At all. I have to keep all these nasty things to myself. They’ve slipped out a few times before and he honestly seemed very understanding, but I’m ashamed to be myself. I hate being so attached….