Okay, so I gotta share this because it’s been bugging me all week. Out of the blue, I got a message. Not just any message – a message from someone I used to date. We’re talking about ancient history here, like ten years ago! I saw the notification and I was like, “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
First thing I did was stare at the message for a good five minutes. Debated whether to open it or not. Curiosity won, obviously. It was a simple “Hey, how have you been?” I sat there, thinking, “What’s the protocol here?” I mean, ten years is a long time. We weren’t exactly on bad terms when we ended things, but still, it felt weird.
I started typing a reply, deleted it, typed again, deleted again. Finally, I just went with a “Hey! I’m doing well, how about you?” Sent it and immediately regretted how lame it sounded. But hey, what else do you say to someone you haven’t spoken to in a decade?
The conversation didn’t exactly flow like a river. It was more like a dripping faucet. We exchanged some small talk, the usual “What are you up to these days?” and “Remember that time when…?” stuff. It was nice, in a nostalgic way, but also a bit awkward. I kept wondering, “Why now?”
- Caught up in memories: I spent the next few days thinking about the good old days.
- Questioning everything: Was this a good idea? Should I have just ignored the message?
- Realizing things: It made me realize how much we’ve both changed.
I did some digging, you know, the usual social media stalking. Turns out, they’re doing pretty well. No big surprises there. It’s not like I expected them to be stuck in the past or anything. But it did make me think about my own journey over the past ten years.
After a few days of back-and-forth messages, things started to fizzle out. It was clear that this wasn’t going to be some grand reunion or a rekindling of an old flame. And honestly, I was okay with that. It was just a brief trip down memory lane, a reminder of a different time in our lives.
In the end, I realized that it was just one of those things. It didn’t need a deep explanation or a big resolution. It was just an ex reaching out after ten years. It happens. And it’s kind of nice to know that someone from your past still thinks about you, even if it’s just a fleeting thought. Also I realized how much I have grown up. This experience really made me feel I have a totally different life now. I don’t hate my ex, but I do not miss him either. I think that means I have let go, which is good, I guess.
