When one person ghosts another, there is a split down the middle. The good guy, and the bad guy. The right and the wrong. The victim and the perpetrator. Call it what you want. It’s still terrible.
The last five months have been the biggest step in the right direction for me. I made a promise to myself in January 2019 that I would no longer be weighed down unnecessarily by anything, and so here I stand nearly at the half way mark of the year, feeling lighter than ever.