u/lmno9764

I’ll start out with the truth. I’m not sure if I’m

back here or not. I literally hate this place. I wish I never found it. It’s led me to the highs of highs and the lows of lows. And here I am posting again.

I can honestly say I found my person here. And I opened myself to her and she to me enough that I started to believe the hype. But I once read that you can talk to someone here for a day, a week, a month, a year, and they may disappear. There’s no guarantees. I’ve always internalized that. And just as I finally thought it might not be true, I was given a healthy reminder of the near universal law of this fact. Mid conversation. Boom gone. And I don’t hate her. I miss her. I can only assume she had her reasons. As shitty as they may have been.

So now I’m torn. Do I give up? Do I try again? Do I hang it all up and tell people the secret of meeting real women here (yes. They exist). (Also, you’re the issue, not them)

I’ve been ghosted before. And I always pick myself back up and move on. This time was devastating. And I’m left with the smile on my face to the outside world as my whole inside is torn to shreds.

It would be around here that I’d usually say more about myself. But that feels disingenuous. If you’re so inclined and crafty enough, you can search my post history and see what I’ve had up before. It’ll give you an idea of me. But I think this is more of a vent than a search. Maybe I’m just looking for someone who knows what I’m talking about here. I don’t even know anymore.

If you see this and you get what I’m saying. Reach out. It really shouldn’t be this awful. But you’re here. I’m here. Neither of us wants to be.

EDIT: I’m coming across as mopey here. Which is so not me. I’m usually super upbeat and very funny. This post is way too Depeche Mode. Sorry!

I’ll start out with the truth. I’m not sure if I’m

back here or not. I literally hate this place. I wish I never found it. It’s led me to the highs of highs and the lows of lows. And here I am posting again.

I can honestly say I found my person here. And I opened myself to her and she to me enough that I started to believe the hype. But I once read that you can talk to someone here for a day, a week, a month, a year, and they may disappear. There’s no guarantees. I’ve always internalized that. And just as I finally thought it might not be true, I was given a healthy reminder of the near universal law of this fact. Mid conversation. Boom gone. And I don’t hate her. I miss her. I can only assume she had her reasons. As shitty as they may have been.

So now I’m torn. Do I give up? Do I try again? Do I hang it all up and tell people the secret of meeting real/beautiful/non scamming women here (yes. They exist). (Also, you’re the issue, not them)

I’ve been ghosted before. And I always pick myself back up and move on. This time was devastating. And I’m left with the smile on my face to the outside world as my whole inside is torn to shreds.

It would be around here that I’d usually say more about myself. But that feels disingenuous. If you’re so inclined and crafty enough, you can search my post history and see what I’ve had up before. It’ll give you an idea of me. But I think this is more of a vent than a search. Maybe I’m just looking for someone who knows what I’m talking about here. I don’t even know anymore.

If you see this and you get what I’m saying. Reach out. It really shouldn’t be this awful. But you’re here. I’m here. Neither of us wants to be.

EDIT: I’m coming across as mopey here. Which is so not me. I’m usually super upbeat and very funny. This post is way too Depeche Mode. Sorry!