'He Ghosted Me After Two Years!'

Many extremely romantic human beings love obstacles and distance more than they love love itself.

Hagar in the Desert (1950) by Helen Lundeberg

Dear Polly,

I’m writing to you from the end of a messy situationship. I am walking around like an angry red scribble and I’d love some guidance on straightening myself out. 

What I thought was a very genuine friendship subsequently became two years of… a lot more than that. It was ambiguous because two weeks af…