Ghosted and licking my wounds

So Tuesday I was still in the throes of a loving OA. It had been just over 6 weeks, I felt things were good. Emotional. Spicy. Friendly. Connected. We said all the things you're supposed to: "I'll never ghost"; "no matter what happens, I'll reach out to you"; etc...

Well here we are 48+ hours later and total Ontario. Clearly something happened but I'm not sure if I'm angry, sad, disappointend, shocked, or what. On the surface I've rationalized many possible positive outcomes. Yet I know...

Anyway, this has left a huge hole in my day. Besides the emotional connection and the spicyness - there was a genuine friendship and connection that's now ripped away from me.

Want to trauma bond? I'm here. Want to discuss the ghosts of OA/APs past? Bring it. Want to start something witht the worst possible foundation? Let's go!

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