So..... I was talking to someone who I fell head over heels for and someone who I had a major crush on in middle school. Years passed and eventually I became single. We started talking and things were great. We had good sex and good chemistry overall. Then out of no where, he ghosts me. I was confused and already being broken, the little strength that I had in me, was crushed. At first, I thought he was just occupied with work and he was going to get back to me. But he never did.

After that ended, I have accomplished so much ...I would've never thought I would get this far. I still have so much to work on myself, but I am proud of what I have done throughout these times.

Today as I was getting ready to go out, I hear someone knocking on my door. I look into the camera and I see a man. This man looked like he was about 40 years old, and he did not seem recognizable. At first I thought it was one of my dad coworkers trying to contact him, so I knock on my uncle room to see if he can talk to him instead. But he didn't hear me. So I look at the camera once more to see if this man was still there and...I look closer and my blood starts boiling. This is someone who is my exact age (I'm in my mid 20's) and looked completely deteriorated. It was the same person who ghosted me.....two years later. As soon as I open the door, he immediately starts apologizing to me. I looked at him confused and said "Okay?" and slammed the door at him. He starts walking to his car with a walk of shame and starts to cry in his car. I immediately notify my whole family and they will be keeping an eye out incase he returns.

I feel like I should've never opened the door because at that very moment all I felt was rage. But a part of me also feels that I finally stood up for myself and didn't give in. I don't know.