Adult friendships are hard. Everyone’s busy & life happens. But you gotta let people know when you’re thinking about them. A simple “thinking of you, hope all is well” really goes a long way.
What’s keeps me from returning to exes or old lovers is the fear that my child will ask me “mom, how did you and dad meet?” And I will have the memories of him treating me like shit circling my brain. It’s a bad example to set.
I rather continue to start over as many times as I have to just to ensure that I am loved right THE FIRST TIME.