I am an introvert.
If you hurt an introvert, they don’t want revenge. They just slowly drift away – seen text, unanswered calls, dropped plans. They don’t want any type of conflict or stress. They don’t want any headaches.
They just want peace.
And they have no intention of hurting you.
They’ll just disappear, quietly.
I notice inconsistencies. You tell me you’re not happy, but yet you’re going on trips.
You tell me you can’t stand being around certain people, but yet… you’re still there. You tell me you miss me, but… when I come to visit, you don’t want to spend time with me.
I wasn’t what you intended, I got it. You want to be loved, but … you can’t handle someone who is too much – so go find less.
You don’t want to tell me to fuck off, so you ghost me and don’t even bother reaching out, not even for my birthday. It hurts, certainly. I gave so much of myself... I did not expect reciprocation. But I did expect basic communication.
You couldn’t even do that.
You wanted me when it was convenient for you. But not consistently. You were too scared to tell me to go away. So you just ignored me thinking I’d eventually leave.
I got it.
At least be an adult and communicate. I’d rather you have told me to get lost than for you to string me along.
You say you’ve grown – no, you haven’t. You’re stuck in the same toxic cycle you have been for years. And you likely will be for years to come. You can’t teeter between two situations, it’s not healthy.
You’re so wrapped up in the material life of this world, stuff, status, image… perception, you aren’t willing to let that go. You’re heart isn’t fully captivated by where you are. But you stay..
So I’ll just peacefully slide out as if I wasn’t even there to begin with. The kids… loved you. At some point I’ll have to hope they forget about the things we did, times we shared.
Let me drift away as if I wasn’t even in your life at all.
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