I felt the same way: That I knew you in a past life—if you are who I think you are. Let’s be honest, you never did let me in. You did every little maneuver to keep me at arm’s length even though I let you in. You would make a fuss whenever I tried to plan something in advance and acted like me using a day planner was akin to torture by the Gestapo. You decided to be Josephine Cool and ghost me. I am happy that we didn’t work out because it forced me to face a shit ton of ugly truths about what I want in life and who I need and want in it. Sadly, you’re not one of them—especially after you blamed me for your depression and not eating and sleeping, even though I offered to pay for a counsellor. I just hope you are treating your current boyfriend better than you did me.
—Sorry not sorry
This article appears in Jan 3-9, 2019.
hi, this is the person who wrote “you’re so cool” and based on what you wrote, my message definitely wasn’t for you. almost nothing matches up. sorry!
No worries about that quest992
This is what happens when people try to communicate with coy, mysterious passive-aggressive internet messages. Hit each other up in real time, people. If you don’t have each other’s numbers anymore, then there’s likely a reason for that. Move on.