When I understood it's me who created this problem and not the other person,
I started looking at these things differently.
And let me tell you, I healed.
I healed deeply.
I understood it's not him, it's me, and that was my nirvana.
I had deleted all of his pictures and removed him from everywhere by then.
I had also removed him from my public Telegram group because he was in front of my eyes and it was hard for me to forget him at that point.
But once I understood the situation better, I added him again and said, okay, whatever happened, you can be in the group.
Then for the first time he talked about what he actually thinks.
I was detached, but I was still listening.
He said,
“Disha, I haven't expressed or talked this much even with my family. You were the first person I was talking to, but two weeks were too early for me to say anything. Not that I don't like you, I like you a lot, but that was very early for me.”
Now I was a listener in this conversation. I was not thinking like his date, I was thinking like one of my subscribers is telling me his story. And when I go into that zone, I truly listen.
I understood his side. I understood some people are not too expressive, or they don't even understand their own voices. I nodded and said okay.
That's okay, and I removed you from the group, but now you have joined again.
My part is done. All the best.
And I was leaving.
The Question That Changed Everything
He said, yeah I joined the group again, but what about us?
Us?
I was not the same Disha anymore. I was not in my reacting mode.
I said, us? What about it?
He said, can we try once again?
My brain and heart together said no.
But I said, oh but you don't know what you want, neither do I, so...
And I went outside for some work.
My brain was telling me, stupid Disha, why are you starting something again which literally gave you so much pain before?
My heart was literally nodding with my brain.
But when I heard his story, when he said he did not know how to express his feelings, I felt bad at that point.
My brain was like, oh then be his friend and help him come out of this thing, but why are you literally asking him what he wants? What if he says relationship? Are you ready for another heartbreak?
See, I love my brain and how he protects me.
The Message I Didn’t Expect
I ran towards my phone and turned on my internet, but I was late.
He messaged me:
“Disha, I like you a lot, and I see you as a potential life partner. Can we try again?”
Stupid Disha.
Disha had time on the earth to tell him, bhai hum dost hi ache hain, but Disha asked him what he wants.
Stupidest girl I have ever seen.
I messaged him, okay, we can try, but let's take it slow. Not like before, so you will get time to express, and I will get time to not become too attached to you.
We agreed on this.
My heart and brain were literally telling me how I don't listen to them and how it can backfire.
But I was telling them, bro see, now I am not too much attached like before, and this was unplanned. Let's see, please don't make it a big deal.
“Can you believe her?” my heart said disappointedly to my brain, and my brain just made a stupid face.
I was in my bed thinking about what the fuck I just did.
I was detached, then why did I say yes?
He is the same guy who made me cry.
Or wait, did he make me cry, or did I cry because of my thinking patterns?
Disha...
I made a list of things I thought were red flags, and here is what I discovered.
Early Signs
We had an 8-hour gap, and I was literally trying to manage and juggle things.
But he was also doing it.
He was also working a full-time job and handling everything on his own, but still trying to adjust the time to talk to me.
Even when he was working, he was trying to manage the time to talk to me, even in his lunch break.
I have never seen a person around me talking to his date even in his lunch break.
When he wakes up, when he sleeps, and all in between he talks with me.
So am I the only one who is adjusting here?
The First Red Flag I Thought
Now coming from an Indian household, everyone has the conditioning of waking up early. We become slaves of our mentality.
He always used to tell me to sleep early and wake up early, just like my father.
For my father, if I get depressed, if I am sad, if I am having anxiety, there is only one solution: sleep early, everything will be okay.
And this guy was very similar to him.
So did that mean my father hates me?
No.
It just means they are conditioned in a way that they don't understand why you sleep a lot.
Now thyroid is very new even for my own family.
I cannot explain everything to them.
This guy is completely new.
How was I expecting him to understand this?
That was stupidity.
And let me tell you, he is still the same.
He doesn't stop until I roll my eyes.
He is more stupid than me.
The Second Red Flag I Thought
There are two types of people.
One type is expressive.
They express and live their life without judgment and validation.
And then there is the second type, where they don't know their own feelings.
How will they know others?
This guy was from the second category.
He was so low on expressions.
He was protective while asking for my information, but he didn't share much about himself at that time.
First we used to talk only about me.
Now we talk about both of us.
He talks about his colleagues, family, and more.
The Third Red Flag I Thought
He understood I need assurance.
I need the talk.
I need him to affirm his thoughts in words.
And he started talking to me about his feelings.
He needed time and that breakup for sure to understand what he actually wants.
But now he has become more expressive than before.
He actually tells me who I am for him, what importance I have, and what feelings he holds for me.
I understood one thing.
Time is important when it comes to any relationship.
I don't get flattered by compliments because I get them on a daily basis from many people.
But I understood at least he is on the same page as me.
The Fourth Red Flag I Thought
As a person who grew up in an Indian household, that too as a boy, it is hard.
Now even if this guy is working in a different country and doing good for himself, he still has doubts about himself.
We all carry such doubts.
Before, that's what he was doing.
He was asking me doubts.
I think that was a very vulnerable thing for him.
We don't go to every stranger and ask what we should improve.
But he asked me that.
He was being vulnerable.
I wanted assurance in words, but this was assurance from him too, and I didn't understand it at that time.
Not Every Red Flag Is Toxic
Girls, these were very normal red flags.
And I understood his perspective on things.
I understood how it was miscommunication between us.
I am not saying ignore all the toxic traits a person has.
But filter things out.
Don't react so fast.
You have to understand the consequences and how it's going to affect you.
No One Is a Perfect Green Forest
Do I want to say he is perfect by turning all his red flags into this?
No.
I don't think a whole green forest exists in reality.
But yes, if you want it, you can generate it with AI.
I think there are imperfections in every forest, and that's what makes it beautiful.
You are not a whole green forest, and the other person is also not going to be one.
The Real Question
Now the real question.
If this will not work out, will I make a post?
Hell yes.
I am going to give you every update, so stay tuned for it.
But will I be in that state again if it doesn't work out?
The answer is no.
I learned a lot about my nervous system, my body, my insecurities, and myself.
And I also learned that relationships are like planting.
You put the seed and have to have faith in it until it sprouts.
It's not going to happen in one day.
But yes, someday.
So nurture each other.
Learn to be supportive.
You don't know what battles the other person has gone through.
Be empathetic.
Learn boundaries.
Choose communication over anything.
And be childish in relationships.
Love you,
Disha