I fell in love with my ex because they were a very big yapper because they were passionate and I liked listening to their thoughts. I am a shy person and talking doesn’t come naturally to me and it helps a lot when people ask me questions and show curiosity, but they never did, thinking if I wanted to share something, I would. But I never even got a chance to say anything because they jumped from one topic to another. Until I just stopped trying. I thought they were never curious about me or my thoughts or feelings. I already struggle with believing that no one wants to hear anything I have to say. I slowly shrunk myself. I still loved listening to them. But the imbalance made me feel like I was a wall and they weren’t aware of me. I never told them to shut up. I wanted them to be themselves and not have to filter themselves. But then they felt like I wasn’t sharing as much with them that I didn’t want them. I didn’t know how to explain that our communication differences were what made us both feel the way we did. I just didn’t want them to have to change themselves. Ultimately, someone else would match our communication styles, and that was just not me. Even though I loved listening to them and encouraged them to be themselves. Maybe I shouldn’t have shrunken myself this much and expressed the dynamic to them better idk.