I know this would become a little pessimistic but it is so important for me to bring this out.
Sometimes you try and you try. You try different ways. You try for months. But the other person is so lost in their lives that they do not care to acknowledge your existence even once.
It shatters you to the core. Your family can feel it. They know you are going through something. You also know the silent exit of that beautiful relationship (whatever it is — colleague, friend, a blood relations) is near.
But you thrive. You learn to live with that pain. And you move forward.
One of those days that you have moved forward, they will come back into your life just to check if you are alive. They are so used to you checking in on them, that their non-empathetic self is also worried if you exist.
So they reach out. But they have stopped caring.
At this point, a wonderful thing happens to you too. You respond, but you do so out of responsibility and not feeling the same way like you did. But you have already emotionally moved on.
Maybe this entire ruckus was designed so you could move on emotionally from someone who did not know how to value it.
It hurts. But then it teaches you how to how to love after being detached. It teaches you that the purpose of this relationship lingering meaninglessly all along was to teach you detachment.
You learnt the lesson. Life is fine now.
