They were of woman who I would still talk to reguarly. Especially when I felt weak I craved their attention, I do not know why. But every time I texted them in a moment of weakness (usual when having a couple of drinks) I felt the blue pill simp in me comming back to life. So now I better quit them cold turkey. The final straw was the realisation that allthough I did not chase them actively they where still my kind of release for my blue pill self, not anymore though.