Hi friends
Here's my entry for this week's prompt.
I’ve always believed that talking things out is important in any kind of relationship — friends, family, or even romance. But life doesn’t always go the way we think. Sometimes we get into situations where we don’t know how to say what we feel, and instead of talking, we just pull away. That’s exactly what happened to me with someone who used to be a close friend.
We met at a time when I really needed a good friend. He was caring, easy to talk to, and fun to be around. Our friendship grew naturally. We spent hours chatting, sharing ideas, and being there for each other. I truly appreciated having him in my life because it felt safe and real. But with time, things started to change. He began wanting more than just friendship — something deeper, something romantic — and that’s when I started feeling uncomfortable.
The truth is, I wasn’t ready for a romantic relationship, and to be honest, I didn’t see him that way. To me, we were best as friends. I tried in small ways to show that, but he didn’t seem to understand. Each time we talked, his hopes seemed to grow, and I began to feel pressured. What had been an easy, happy friendship started to feel heavy and stressful.
I thought about telling him directly how I felt, but I didn’t want to hurt him. I also wanted to avoid drama or an awkward scene. At the time, it felt easier to just disappear. So that’s what I did. I stopped replying to his messages, stopped picking up his calls, and slowly faded away from his life without saying anything.
Looking back now, I realize ghosting him wasn’t the best decision. At the time, I felt like I was protecting myself. I didn’t have the courage to say, “I only want to be friends.” But by not explaining, I probably hurt him more than an honest talk would have. Ghosting saved me some discomfort, but it left him confused and maybe even rejected.
Do I regret it? In a way, yes. I wish I had handled it with more honesty and maturity. I wish I had told him I valued our friendship but couldn’t give him more. Still, I also understand why I acted that way — I was overwhelmed and didn’t know how to deal with the situation. Ghosting felt like my only option at the time.
If I could go back, I’d handle it differently. I’d have the hard conversation, even if it was uncomfortable. Now I know that being honest, even when it’s tough, is kinder in the long run than staying silent. Ghosting doesn’t solve anything; it only leaves unanswered questions.
This whole experience taught me something important: it’s okay to have boundaries, but you can set them without cutting someone off completely. Saying “no” or “I’m not comfortable” may be hard in the moment, but it’s far better than leaving someone in the dark. In the end, ghosting gave me short-term relief but cost me a friendship that once meant a lot. And that’s something I truly wish I could change.
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