Indeed, even though transitioning between friendships isn't really easy when you have trouble making friends 😅

(Btw, I was thinking about something but, in the end, clinging to those ghosts friendships is more of a proof of fear of rejections than not clinging)

For how long ? Not much. But the frustration ? It lingers for far more longer

If this anon thinks what you're doing is not healthy... Well not doing that pushes you to cling to your frustration, so I believe that it's even less healthy

Basically, do what YOU believe is best for you ❤️ [4/4]

in the delusion that, someday, they 𝘮𝘢𝘺 talk to you. Maybe they will, that's true. But for the time being, they don't, and you're still frustrated. And that matters more than the teeny tiny little odd that they will talk to you. And if they did, how much more happy will you feel ? [3/4]

you 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 feel rejected. It can't be fear then, because it has 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 happened. So you're frustrated, and that's legitimate, not matter what others may think

So then, cleaning up is healthier, because you're preserving yourself from that frustration and you stop believing [2/4]

You are entirely valid in cleaning you contacts list ❤️
I know what you feel because I've been in the same place for the last few years, until August I would say

So, okay... Let's say for the sake of the argument that It's really fear of rejection... So what ? Those people don't talk to you, [1/4]

nah fuck it, the country girl moves to the city and meets the city girl and the city guy moves to the countryside to have yoai cowboy sex

Mormons which is, of course, a 19th century creature collector where you catch your monsters the traditional way : with pistols, knives and nets

(With the melody of "Suerte"/"Whenever, Wherever" by Shakira)

"Whatever, whatever,
Don't care about my gender !
I don't know what to answer here,
And that's the deal my dear !"

Je l'ai lu dans ma tête exactement comme ça. Arrivé à "emcee", j'ai mis du temps à comprendre ce qui se passait. 😶

Such a lovely face 👁️👄👁️

Welcome to the Hotel California !

Thou hath been chosen. She is the Messiah!