We live in a world where getting a text back isn’t easy especially with ghosting being a harsh reality. Sometimes, people are busy to constantly text, other times maybe they’re not that into you. It sucks to hear but that is reality and it’s something you have to deal with. There’s nothing worse than being able to watch someone’s interest in you decline. Especially when you have feelings for a person and being able to text them is a habit. Remember when you used to have the best conversations? Paragraph long stories and questions dissolve overtime in front of your eyes. We’ve all been there where awesome late night intimate long talks turn into routine short answered emoji-filled disinterest. I guess sometimes people run out of things to talk about or maybe they come across someone they’d rather text. Either way, it would be nice to have an explanation! Since we’ll probably never get the answers we deserve here are 20 different guys sharing the reasons they decided to cut off communications with a lady friend.
Turns out I wasn’t talking to her, I was just talking to her bank of emojis.
It began to feel like a chore.
She didn’t seem interested in me like she used to.
I began to feel like texting her wasn’t worth my time.
I decided I would respond to any text she sent but I would completely stop initiating conversation/questions (in part just so I could see what would happen) because it felt like I was doing it all. Haven’t had a response since, and the above statements became more true than I wished…
surnguy ain’t about that life!
I did this for a year to a girl I like, but stopped because our conversation has gotten stale and it always circled around her and the shit that she likes to talk about, however, when it’s MY turn to talk about myself and the shit that I like to talk about, not only would the enthusiasm drop it would be followed by one word replies. Not about that life mang
Thinkoutsidethebrain thinks it’s like playing catch.
For guys, texting is playing catch, I expect the other to throw the ball back in an equal-but-opposite capacity.If I’m playing catch with someone and they consistently turn the other direction and throw it into the woods, or call there girlfriends once they have it and run away, I’m gonna find someone else to play catch with
LeftHandedCube is nobodies diary.
I feel that. She was good about initiating conversation, and I’ll admit, she did try to pretend she gave a shit about what was going on in my life, but we had run out of shit to talk about within a year and she was using me more or less as a diary or someone to keep her entertained when no one else would give her attention. Eventually I got bored of having to be interesting for her sake and I wasn’t even sleeping with her anymore. I was playing the boyfriend to satisfy her emotional needs as she started to tell me about what ever hot guy she was hooking up with. It was good conversation practice though. I reckon I can entertain a brick wall for a solid week now thanks to her.