u/xerylll

Warning: Long post ahead.

​I’m posting this here as my final way of letting go. This is an open farewell letter.

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Dear Bear,

I’m writing this from a place of deep honesty—not to restart anything, but because looking back at how everything started—from that random post about "baby boy" to months of making each other a daily habit—I want you to know that my intent was always genuine. It wasn't even about chasing some grand romance; I just truly, deeply wanted to get to know you.

In the middle of my exhausting days and endless rants, you became my safe space. You listened with patience, gave me words of encouragement when I needed them most, and somehow made the weight of everything feel a little lighter. I’ll honestly miss sharing random Reddit posts with you, the playful teases, and those light NSFW banter that always brought a smile to my face. Those moments felt special because they came with real comfort, warmth, and laughter—without ever crossing lines or making things uncomfortable. You became a constant in my life, and losing that daily connection really leaves a heavy, quiet space.

I always thought I’d look back one day and say "Reddit did it"—that it gave me someone who truly understood me. But maybe Reddit still did its magic, just in a way I didn't expect: by giving me the courage to choose my own peace, to set boundaries, and to hold my head high even when it hurts to walk away.

Thank you for every shared laugh, every patient minute, and for being my quiet comfort for months. I pray with all my heart for healing and strength for your mama, and that you find the peace and clarity you need for yourself.

Take good care of yourself out there.

Goodbye, Bear—my favourite Reddit notification.🐻🐰

I finally set dating app profile to hibernate today. After endless cycles of ghosting, mixed signals, and low-effort small talk, I realized how utterly exhausting it’s all become.

Maybe love just isn't waiting for me inside an app store right now, and that's totally okay. I’m not giving up on finding my person—I’m just stepping back to pause the noise, protect my peace, and stop trying to force connection through a screen.

Until life happens naturally, I’m putting my energy back into myself.

To anyone else burnt out by the swipe routine: it’s completely okay to hit pause and step away. 💖

I’m completely drained by my boss’s open favoritism and insensitive remarks like "hindi tayo nagkakaintindihan" whenever things don’t go her way, especially after I was chosen for a role over her obvious "puppet" who gets all the special treatmen.

It’s so frustrating working while the favorites get a free pass, and that three people here have already developed severe mental health struggles just from this toxic environment.

I’m honestly torn between trying to have one last conversation with her or just quietly planning my exit, but when a workplace is actively destroying your well-being and management refuses to be fair, is it finally time to just cut my losses and walk away?

Buutt,i enjoy talking to our clients and our services.

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​Finding genuine people and real love at this age feels almost impossible when nobody seems to be intentional anymore. I’m finally getting this off my chest because I’ve reached a point where I’m just throwing my hands up and leaving it all to the Universe—I know it’s so much easier said than done, but surely asking for just one intentional person isn't too much to ask, right?

Has anyone else completely given up on actively searching and just decided to let the Universe take the wheel?

​Finding genuine people and real love at this age feels almost impossible when nobody seems to be intentional anymore. I’m finally getting this off my chest because I’ve reached a point where I’m just throwing my hands up and leaving it all to the Universe—I know it’s so much easier said than done, but surely asking for just one intentional person isn't too much to ask, right?

Has anyone else completely given up on actively searching and just decided to let the Universe take the wheel?

​I walked away from someone who was always present but gave absolute bare-minimum effort, believing I deserved real intentionality and deep connection. But now, navigating the exhausting dating scene, I find myself spiraling: should I have just settled for safe and present?

Searching for the right person while dealing with constant disappointment is making me second-guess everything—does it actually get better once you hold out for someone who matches your energy, or do you ever regret walking away?

Isip ko lang, kasi honestly… nakakapagod na.

​You build a connection, daily updates, deep conversations, tapos biglang poof—missing in action na. No explanation, no proper exit, blurred out na parang bula.

​As someone who tried to unpack this (at para na rin sa mental sanity natin), napaisip ako: Ano ba talaga ang dumadaan sa utak ng isang tao bago sila mag-decide na mang-ghost?

​thoughts lang, kasi honestly… nakakapagod na.

​You build a connection, daily updates, deep conversations, tapos biglang poof—missing in action na. No explanation, no proper exit, blurred out na parang bula.

​As someone who tried to unpack this (at para na rin sa mental sanity natin), napaisip ako: Ano ba talaga ang dumadaan sa utak ng isang tao bago sila mag-decide na mang-ghost?

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​I’ve been on a huge dating app pace lately—swiping, messaging, dates-- very few.

But honestly? I’m exhausted. The conversations feel repetitive, and the spark just isn't there.

​For those who have been in this marathon: When is the exact moment you decide, "Yeah, I’m done with this"? Do you delete the apps entirely, or just go ghost for a while?

​I feel like I'm right on the edge of hitting uninstall. How do you know when it’s time to actually throw in the towel vs. just taking a weekend break?

Ang hirap talagang maging adult na may pakialam sa paligid, minsan mapapabuntong-hinto ka na lang talaga.

​May paulit-ulit akong nakakasabay sa bus na isang babae. Tuwing sasakay siya, diretso agad sa Priority Lane/Seat. Sasabihin lang niya sa kundoktor na "paupo," tapos dedma na.

​Hindi naman siya senior, buntis, o mukhang may kapansanan. Ang mas malala, kapag napuno na yung bus at may mga totoong priority na nakatayo, hindi siya tatayo. Todo smile pa siya sa driver at kundoktor na parang wala lang.

​Alam ko namang "mind your own business" dapat para iwas stress sa commute, pero nasaan na ba ang basic manners at empathy?

​Ano sa tingin niyo ang thought process ng mga ganitong tao? Sadyang makapal lang ba ang mukha, o feeling nila "wais" at "diskarte" ang ginagawa nila? Pasensya na, kailangan lang mag-vent kasi nakakawala ng bait sa daan.

Posting this to stop myself from texting him.

​I just came out of a short talking stage with a textbook avoidant. I was all in—putting in effort, cooking, and being understanding. He, on the other hand, was always "too busy".

​When I finally called out his lack of effort and gave him a mature exit, he just made more excuses. That was TWO WEEKS AGO. Total radio silence since.

​As an overthinker, it hurts. I catch myself wondering what's wrong with me, even though I cared deeply. I miss the routine and the potential, but this 14-day silence is my closure: he genuinely does not care. I feel like a total clown for crying, but I’m proud that I haven't broken my silence. My heart is heavy, but my self-respect is winning.

​How do you survive this withdrawal stage without downloading Bumble again out of sheer boredom and pressure? The silence is crazy. 💔

Posting this to stop myself from texting him.

​I just came out of a short talking stage with a textbook avoidant. I was all in—putting in effort, cooking, and being understanding. He, on the other hand, was always "too busy".

​When I finally called out his lack of effort and gave him a mature exit, he just made more excuses. That was TWO WEEKS AGO. Total radio silence since.

​As an overthinker, it hurts. I catch myself wondering what's wrong with me, even though I cared deeply. I miss the routine and the potential, but this 14-day silence is my closure: he genuinely does not care. I feel like a total clown for crying, but I’m proud that I haven't broken my silence. My heart is heavy, but my self-respect is winning.

​How do you survive this withdrawal stage without downloading Bumble again out of sheer boredom and pressure? The silence is crazy. 💔

Posting this to stop myself from texting him.

​I just came out of a short talking stage with a textbook avoidant. I was all in—putting in effort, cooking, and being understanding. He, on the other hand, was always "too busy".

​When I finally called out his lack of effort and gave him a mature exit, he just made more excuses. That was TWO WEEKS AGO. Total radio silence since.

​As an overthinker, it hurts. I catch myself wondering what's wrong with me, even though I cared deeply. I miss the routine and the potential, but this 14-day silence is my closure: he genuinely does not care. I feel like a total clown for crying, but I’m proud that I haven't broken my silence. My heart is heavy, but my self-respect is winning.

​How do you survive this withdrawal stage without downloading Bumble again out of sheer boredom and pressure? The silence is crazy. 💔

Hi!

I’m currently dealing with a myoma (fibroid) and because of its specific location, my doctor’s primary advice is a hysterectomy.

​The issue is, I am still in my reproductive age and I am absolutely not ready or willing to give up my uterus.

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Single and childless tho.

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I want to explore every conservative option possible first.

​Has anyone here been in a similar situation and been offered GnRH injections specifically to shrink the myoma?

Hi!

I’m currently dealing with a myoma (fibroid) and because of its specific location, my doctor’s primary advice is a hysterectomy.

​The issue is, I am still in my reproductive age and I am absolutely not ready or willing to give up my uterus.

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Single and childless tho.

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I want to explore every conservative option possible first.

​Has anyone here been in a similar situation and been offered GnRH injections specifically to shrink the myoma?

Hormones are acting up. Im crying over someone i have never had real connection with in the first place. The person just gave me false hopes and let me wait for nothing. While he could be sending his good mornings to others,here I am past weeks of silence hurting.

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Not because of the person but because of the potential thoughts,scenes,occasions I created on my mind.