I am the cinnamon peeler

Recently, someone who I haven’t heard from in months messaged me. And by months I mean I haven’t heard from them since the beginning of February. They said hi. I said hi back. They asked me how I’ve been. I said fine, but I’m honestly surprised to hear from you. I just assumed that you fucked off. They said, no I’ve just had a lot of problems and I’ve just working on myself. And I didn’t say this, but I thought to myself, “ I really don’t care. Good for you, but I really don’t care.” You haven’t spoken to me in months. There was no warning or follow up communication as to what was going on. The only thing consistent our relationship has been the radio silence between us. Honestly, it’s just astonishing to me the people say these kind of things like they expect you to care. I’ve kind of reached the point in my life where it’s like, “I’m sorry you’ve been going through whatever you’ve been going through, but I no longer care about people who don’t care about me.”And if you care about me, you have to show me that in a way that I can understand. Never talking to me and never making time for me does not convince me that you care about me in an understandable and healthy way. It’s selfish to expect that you can just keep people on a string that you’ve labeled “at your convenience.” I realize now that I deserve to be communicated with. I deserve the kind of love and attention I earnestly try to give others. Anything less is bullshit. I’m only disrespecting myself if I allow that kind of treatment in my life. I need to stop settling for people who treat me with way less than I deserve. Especially when I freely give them so much more.