Actually, no, this isn't okay. I have thought about this in all kinds of different ways and from a thousand angles but I have decided that it absolutely not okay to be iced out, especially by someone who professed to love you. It is not kind. And it lacks empathy.
Let me tell you why.
When I was 12 I was put into Coventry for 2 days. Maybe 3. All I know that every single girl in my class was not just not talking to me but ignored me, didn't look at me, for such a long time that I was utterly traumatized. I had no one to tell. I didn't want to worry my mother. We didn't have pastoral care (it was that kind of boarding school) so I sucked it up. My crime? Carrying the bag of the English teacher. My classmates taunted me and made up a song to Cliff Richard's "Devil Woman" and sang it at me for two whole days. It was quite simply horrible.
It's been nearly 3 months since I broke up with the man in London -- the one I told you was brilliant and sweet and kind. I have discovered that kindness isn't one of his virtues. Apparently I was wrong. He has blocked me. BLOCKED me. On email, phone, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook. Yes. I am serious. I have been blocked. Like a criminal. It's so so hard to get my head around. Originally I thought I deserved it. Then I thought he was protecting himself and actually he was just so in love with me that he needed to take care of himself. But I have discovered that it is just to hurt me. That is all.
I don't know how this happened or why. But I do now know why I care. Because suddenly I am 12 again. And Cliff Richard is blaring out across the common room at my hideous Victorian boarding school. And I have no one to talk to.
Yup. It sucks.
My mother, with whom I have stayed for the weekend, has a much less generous point of view. She is so furious that i fear she might smack him on the nose with a saucepan if she sees him.
Thank you for letting me share.