So recently I got ghosted by someone I was really starting to connect with, and it was a pretty huge blow, I took it pretty seriously for like two weeks. I kind of wished I didn’t open up so much and just kept the budding friendship on a more basic, surface level.

But maybe it wasn’t meant to be. By then maybe it was meant to be, maybe it was supposed to be just a transient experience to wake both parties up, to teach a lesson. I saw some toxicity in my behavior that I really had to re-evaluate, and looked deep into myself to understand that I may have been a bit too reactive in our exchange of words, and I probably didn’t think about what I was truly saying or meaning to say and became sucked back into a primal state of being.

Pulling oneself out of a giant crater dug over time is a bit of a process.