Call me inhuman if you want. I got a big revenge on a girl who ghosted me, and I’m happy I did
For a long time, I struggled with dating apps, especially Tinder. People kept telling me to quit because dating apps were cold and dehumanizing and that I should meet women in real life instead.
So I did.
One day at work, I met a girl. She was cute, funny, and had an amazing smile. We got along well, so I told her, “I know this isn’t very professional, but I think you look amazing. I’d like to stay in touch.”
She asked if I wanted her number or Instagram.
I didn’t want to put pressure on her, so I offered to give her my Instagram instead. That way, she could decide later whether she wanted to contact me.
She preferred to give me hers.
Her account was private, so I sent her a request. I thought that if she wasn’t interested, she simply wouldn’t accept it.
But she did.
We started talking, but she rarely replied. Sometimes she’d take hours or even days despite being online. I showed the conversation to some friends, and they told me she probably wasn’t interested.
I still tried a little longer because I really liked her.
Eventually, after being ignored for two days, I got frustrated and told her I was tired of the “princess behavior” and asked whether she actually wanted to talk to me.
She then ghosted me completely.
About a month later, I ran into her at a nightclub.
I make videos in clubs, and that night I filmed her. She was drunk and said something extremely personal on camera something that could potentially affect her private life if it was posted publicly.
The next day, she messaged me asking me not to post the video.
By that point, she had unfollowed me. So I couldn’t help thinking: you ignored me for a month, unfollowed me, and now suddenly you’re coming back because you need something from me?
I told her I didn’t know whether I would post it.
Suddenly, her behavior completely changed.
The girl who used to take hours or days to answer was now sending multiple messages in a row.
She apologized for ghosting me. She explained that she’d been in a toxic relationship and wasn’t ready to meet another man. She admitted that ghosting me wasn’t the right way to handle things.
She also told me that the brother of her best friend had committed suicide and that she’d been going through a difficult period.
For the next two days, we talked a lot.
She told me about her life. She apologized several times. She was incredibly nice to me. She even suggested that maybe we could have a drink together one day.
And that was basically all I had wanted from the beginning: for her to actually talk to me.
The strange part was seeing how differently she treated me once I had something she wanted.
But what she didn’t know was that I had already decided I wasn’t going to publish the video.
I just didn’t tell her.
I let her believe that I might post it because, yes, I wanted revenge for the way she’d made me feel when she ghosted me.
Eventually, her friend took her phone and called me. She told me she’d found her crying in the bathroom because she was scared about the video and asked me to delete it and apologize.
At that point, I ended it.
I told her friend I wasn’t going to publish anything, and I apologized to the girl.
The video will never be posted.
But I’m not going to pretend I regret everything.
Being ghosted repeatedly can seriously affect your confidence. When it happens again and again, you start wondering what’s wrong with you. You start questioning your looks, your height, your personality, everything.
People often treat ghosting as something insignificant because it’s “just not replying.”
But when you’re on the receiving end repeatedly, it can hurt.
For once, the situation was reversed. Someone who had left me waiting for a reply was now waiting for mine.
And yes, part of me enjoyed that.
Maybe what I did was petty. Maybe it was cruel. Maybe I took my resentment about being ghosted by other women out on one person who didn’t deserve all of it.
You can call me an asshole or inhuman if you want.
The situation is over. I’m not posting the video, I’m not going to contact her again, and I’m moving on.
And I swear I didn’t really care that she suffered or she cried I even enjoyed it to have a power on her. And the only reason I ended it after 2 days is because I didn’t want that commite suicide because of me then I can be in big trouble ( without this I would have let her suffer for 1 or 2 weeks ).
But I wanted to tell the story exactly as I experienced it.