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Originally Posted by El Diablo
N,
Here's a serious reply.
Appreciate the reply since I think sending her my previous post would be just too much detail about my own thinking that someone who doesn't want to talk to me in the first place wouldn't want to hear.
Fortunately for me I came upon almost identical conclusions as you the other night when I was reflecting on how things had went and looking at the general timeline of events. Like I just kind of got it, and I got how as excited I was to be talking to this person, I was so far off in my own dreamland of what that meant that it was only a matter of time before I involuntarily (and unknowingly to myself) crossed the threshold of tone/interest-level mismatch and made it overtly apparent. "I wasn't ready", as Kevin Hart would say. And I've learned that's kind of the way things go for me sometimes and that there's not much I could do about it. In a perfect world I'd have all this hindsight and control of my emotions to where I could capably balance keeping this person involved, while at the same time maintaining distance and carrying on happily with other lively pursuits.
As much as I wanted to be close with this person, it failing is precisely because we were unable to be close. It's a simple, but painful, consequence of the reality of the situation. My attitude, which may not always be optimally rational, is not to give up on something I feel strongly about and I feel is within reach, because in this case someone like that in my life has been so rare. And so just as rare is it for me to make the effort for that person. Which makes me feel stubborn about giving up.
I realized just like you mentioned that she's not saying no because she's probably scared at how I would respond to her frankness. That's not the kind of impact I want to have on someone. It makes me feel like a real ****ty person for allowing it to come to that, where someone I've known very well can't even say "hey I'm just not interested". Instead I hear nothing back. It's that sense of feeling invisible. I think a lot of what I've done is to try to get rid of that feeling.
But upon realizing all this I still had to seek some refuge, some sort of solution to this for myself. And like I said, the other night I came to fully realize that I had more than one opportunity to sort of settle into a low-pressure, stress-free friendly 'keeping-up' with this person, and on multiple occasions it was unable to work. At this point I felt it best to save a little face, and sort of close a chapter in my own head for my own peace of mind.
This is embarrassing to admit but last Friday after not having received any messages for a week I asked her again if she had any free time this week to go out bowling. (A few months ago back when we were actually friendly this was something we had planned to do). To this I received no response. This Tuesday with no response I followed up mentioning that it could be fun and asking when was the last time she went. Anything to just gauge where she is at. That's the embarrassing part I think-- that I thought there was more to find out about where she was at. That I thought a possible response to my invite would ever come in some form of 'yes' or 'possibly'. Maybe I just wanted to ask again so she would just say no. I think that was part of it. I wanted it to be over. I wanted to receive the no because I was unable to just say enough is enough and be done.
The day went by and I heard nothing and that night is when I did some reflecting and decided the only way I would find any relief would have to be ending it myself. She had already stepped aside. I was only further encroaching in unwanted territory at this point. That leaves me two options. 1) just don't communicate again, step away. Leave it at: you inviting her a couple times, not getting any response, and dropping it. That would be the normal way to handle it with someone, but I being the way I am, opted for 2) sending one last message, but not a long convoluted confessional, dripping with personal feelings and thoughts and rationalizing and cringworthy pleads of affection. No, I only partly went with cringworthy affectation and tried to condense it as much as possible. Leave as much emotion out of it as possible.
I just wanted to let her know that I got it. I understood what was going on and that I wasn't some blind fool. I wanted to make it clear I didn't want to pose any kind of threat. Here's what I went with. I sent this with the knowledge I will send no further messages, and that I will not seek her out in any way, through any other means. For how long? With this, time is of no consequence. I don't wish to do any more damage, but this was for me a goodbye. A goodbye is something I felt I needed. So this was for me more than anything.
- "It get it, I get it. Well it was nice talking to you for that month or so. I'll cease texting to myself in your messages (if you do even receive these anymore). I hope you spot me when I've figured out some of the stuff that has me banging my head against the wall—because I respect you. I was lucky to have met you.
Peace, I truly wish you well.
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And I archived her text thread (Android) so not to be tempted by it and not to see it when scrolling through other texts. As you might imagine I've received no response. Yes, this was essentially my first girlfriend. How could you tell.