It’s 11pm for a Wednesday and I’m supposed to be asleep in front of an essential meeting the morning that is next. But I’m maybe not. Why? A guy. Well, talk of a guy. On our Whatsapp team, my buddies and I also – all effective, smart, powerful feminists – are talking down certainly one of our friends through the side of recklessness. A guy she’s been dating for 3 months hasn’t responded to her text from four times ago, he’sn’t called. She’s being ghosted, additionally the combined team is split.

“Don’t get in contact, you don’t wish to look keen,” would be the replies from 1 part. Regarding the other, “He might be dead/dying. You prefer him, don’t you? Continue reading