So, yeah, as the title goes… I finally broke off my long distance friendship/mutual crush thing with a man I know I’d never meet and I don’t feel guilty about it. We became friends over a mutual hobby on discord (I know) and at first, we weren’t really close, I did feel bad for him because the rest of the server found him weird, made fun of him, etc.
He was eventually banned (this would become a pattern), and I stuck behind because I felt bad for him, plus he was on the spectrum and I thought he was harmless. Years past, and he was beginning to make it obvious that he had feelings for me and it was weird, but I usually laughed it off. There was a time where did indulge him once and he held onto it for the longest time - even when he eventually started dating two other people. He would brag about these relationships and talk about their nudes to the point where he offered to SHOW them to me. I would stone wall him or just out right tell him to cut it out.
I knew I should have ended the friendship way before this, but I felt responsible for him somehow.
The last straw was several weeks ago. I was busy with packing for a new apartment and a new job and so I was less and less online. I sent him a cute meme and he went ballistic because I didn’t answer him in time. I had notifications off for discord because they distracted me at work and I told him such. No response. For an entire day, I waited for him. That’s when I pulled the plug - blocked him everywhere and deleted my account. And I felt relieved. Like a huge weight lifted from me.
But it’s weird for me at the same time - we were seriously close as online friends could have and I guess I’m surprised I finally did it. I finally let him go.
Am I a bad person? Should I have waited to hear him out or.. idk? I really tried to be there, but I just couldn’t . I just couldn’t.