Tandecee
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I’ll keep it short. A while ago I told you about this new friend I made and how I noticed I was getting way too attached even though I really didn’t want that to happen. Anyway, I’m a guy, just so that’s clear from the start. Now I want to tell you how the whole thing ended.
The entire friendship was basically set up by Lady Astarte to teach me non-attachment. I came across him on X/Twitter when he posted a photo of himself, honestly looked really cute. He was a little older than me. Later I found out That post ended up with over half a million views. I scrolled through his older tweets and felt this insane connection; he’d been through a lot of the same painful stuff I had. It was like staring at a different version of myself.
One day I drew his portrait and sent it to him, he absolutely loved it. A few days later someone threatened him on the platform over political stuff, so I did a protection ritual to Azazel for him ,Azazel had shielded me in a similar situation years ago (you might remember I even asked for your help back to protect him).
We slowly got closer. He told me he was really glad we met, and I felt the same. Tons of similarities, we even discovered we were born in two neighboring cities in the same region. I’d told him I’m pagan and explained a bit about the path (history, meditation, gods, philosophy, etc.), and he said it fascinated him. Sometimes he’d go cold for no reason, though.
I don’t think he ever realized I’m not straight, but it didn’t matter, he was just a close friend, nothing romantic I guess. I opened up about my past friendships that went bad, how people had broken my heart. He seid he’d never do that to me.
Guess what… he did exactly the same thing in the end.
He posted a new photo (He had already posted a few photos before that), people started attacking him, some said the pics were fake, others called him sick, I don’t know the details. He tweeted that he was fed up with everyone and was deleting X for a while. I was the only person from the platform who had his Instagram. He’d told me earlier he wouldn’t follow me there because it was “family only,” but when he finally did… zero family members anywhere!
Then, without a single word, he deactivated the instagram account. I was seriously hurt that he just ghosted like that. To him I wasn’t even worth a proper goodbye. At that moment he was dead to me.
Until a few nights ago, he saw my story! I check his page and realized he unfollowed me and removed me from his following list. I messaged him to see what happened. Seen, no reply. Happened a few more times. I told him straight: “If you read this again and still don’t answer, we’re done." He read it. Silence. So I ended the friendship. He said he was deleting X, but he still recently read my DM there and didn’t reply.
And yet the guy still watches every single story I post on Instagram
Lately I’ve been using Gemini Pro as a mentor, highly recommend it, three free messages a day. The night I cut him off I cried pretty much, but I felt Lady Astarte’s presence so strongly, like a mother gently saying, “I told you so.” I learned the lesson perfectly.
Solitude is power, at least for me it is. The gods have been telling me for years that I need to be completely okay on my own and independent, especially since I’m planning to do my master’s abroad. It all makes sense now.
Funny thing is, one night I asked Lady Astarte for a new friend… and literally the next night I met this guy, and everything I just told you happened. Deep down I knew the separation was coming, even if I hoped it wouldn’t. It’s like reading a book when you already know the plot, you still have to read every page to really understand. I needed that pain so I’ll never let myself get that attached again.
Anyway, thanks again for all the support you gave me back then. Hope my story is useful to you too.
The entire friendship was basically set up by Lady Astarte to teach me non-attachment. I came across him on X/Twitter when he posted a photo of himself, honestly looked really cute. He was a little older than me. Later I found out That post ended up with over half a million views. I scrolled through his older tweets and felt this insane connection; he’d been through a lot of the same painful stuff I had. It was like staring at a different version of myself.
One day I drew his portrait and sent it to him, he absolutely loved it. A few days later someone threatened him on the platform over political stuff, so I did a protection ritual to Azazel for him ,Azazel had shielded me in a similar situation years ago (you might remember I even asked for your help back to protect him).
We slowly got closer. He told me he was really glad we met, and I felt the same. Tons of similarities, we even discovered we were born in two neighboring cities in the same region. I’d told him I’m pagan and explained a bit about the path (history, meditation, gods, philosophy, etc.), and he said it fascinated him. Sometimes he’d go cold for no reason, though.
I don’t think he ever realized I’m not straight, but it didn’t matter, he was just a close friend, nothing romantic I guess. I opened up about my past friendships that went bad, how people had broken my heart. He seid he’d never do that to me.
Guess what… he did exactly the same thing in the end.
He posted a new photo (He had already posted a few photos before that), people started attacking him, some said the pics were fake, others called him sick, I don’t know the details. He tweeted that he was fed up with everyone and was deleting X for a while. I was the only person from the platform who had his Instagram. He’d told me earlier he wouldn’t follow me there because it was “family only,” but when he finally did… zero family members anywhere!
Then, without a single word, he deactivated the instagram account. I was seriously hurt that he just ghosted like that. To him I wasn’t even worth a proper goodbye. At that moment he was dead to me.
Until a few nights ago, he saw my story! I check his page and realized he unfollowed me and removed me from his following list. I messaged him to see what happened. Seen, no reply. Happened a few more times. I told him straight: “If you read this again and still don’t answer, we’re done." He read it. Silence. So I ended the friendship. He said he was deleting X, but he still recently read my DM there and didn’t reply.
And yet the guy still watches every single story I post on Instagram
Lately I’ve been using Gemini Pro as a mentor, highly recommend it, three free messages a day. The night I cut him off I cried pretty much, but I felt Lady Astarte’s presence so strongly, like a mother gently saying, “I told you so.” I learned the lesson perfectly.
Solitude is power, at least for me it is. The gods have been telling me for years that I need to be completely okay on my own and independent, especially since I’m planning to do my master’s abroad. It all makes sense now.
Funny thing is, one night I asked Lady Astarte for a new friend… and literally the next night I met this guy, and everything I just told you happened. Deep down I knew the separation was coming, even if I hoped it wouldn’t. It’s like reading a book when you already know the plot, you still have to read every page to really understand. I needed that pain so I’ll never let myself get that attached again.
Anyway, thanks again for all the support you gave me back then. Hope my story is useful to you too.
