You know, I was actually doing okay.
For the first time in a long time, I felt good about life in general
And then I saw two things that drove me to sorrow and remorse. They were from one person’s twitter account
@hollybristol
Seems innocent enough. Just a random mom who Tweets about typical mom issues (raising kids, her husband, political issues, etc…)
Until I saw this tweet from her:
At first, I knew who she was referring to when she said “Hads”, but I didn’t want to believe it. No; it couldn’t be the same Hadley who ghosted me and left me alone with so many questions without ever calling or replying back, right?
Not the Hadley who was on the top of GarageMahal taking a picture of Truett the early part of the night of the “Boomers and Beyond” Conference?
Not the Hadley who drove past my house so many times and once, even made eye contact with me in my car?
Not the Hadley who was so excited to go to Lake A Date with me in 2018?
Not the Hadley who recorded an hour long podcast with me, only to abandon the idea and keep it for herself?
The Hadley who called me her “best guy friend” on a different, separate podcast and yet, never told me or even used my name on the podcast?
The irony is: I would have been the perfect guy for Hadley to bring home to her parents. Even if she wanted to lie, I still would have done that for her.
She meant so much to me…
It’s hard to move on when you cannot receive closure from the person who hurt you. I remember watching “The Office” as a middle schooler and hearing the phrase “closure” for the first time. I have only received closure once in my “relationships”, and it was when I broke it off.
Sometimes you have to move on. Even without closure. Even without an explanation of what went wrong. Even without a final goodbye. I know it’s cliche to say, but hold your loved ones a little tighter when you say goodbye, because you truly never know when the last time you will see them will be.
