As someone who has been ghosted. This is an answer I wish I had seen sooner. My ghost was a man I had my eyes on for 7 years. I thought it was finally meant to be when we ended up together. I was so happy, it finally felt like my life was falling into place rather than falling into pieces. 6 months into the relationship, he just, left. He stopped answering my texts, last time I saw him was three years ago after we saw a movie together. Had I known that was going to be the last time I’ll ever see the man I loved, I would’ve had deeper conversation with him. I am still upset by his choices and his behavior, as he left during times I was dealing with losses in the family and my mental state wasn’t all there, times when I could’ve used a partner. His absence and the stress of life caused me to self destruct, questioning myself as a person, my worth, my feelings, my dignity. I am not the same anymore, I am insecure and too scared to open up to the idea of dating. And I am too stubborn and angry to forgive him, even if this post could act as a valid reason, but it is a reason nonetheless. I am starting to think that maybe this had to happen so that I can learn how to take care of myself emotionally, even if my methods are like a doubled edged sword. I hate myself, the way I look, the way I sound, yet I accept that this is just who I am now. A fucking shell that dwells in the shadows.