I’m the one who did the ghosting. My story is a bereavement based one and sorry it’s a long-winded post.
I had a good friend of about ten years who I met through our children’s school and who lived in the same large village as my parents. I’d have probably said she was my closest friend. My DF used to occasionally do the school pick up and would chat to her at school and occasionally drop off her DS at home as a favour. I’d see her often at school and once every couple of weeks for coffee or night out.
My DF’s cancer returned and just before Lockdown 1 when we were all still meeting but hospitals had started to bar visitors, my dad had a heart attack and was blue lighted to hospital and once there we couldn’t visit or find out if he’d survived for many hours over the next day because of the general chaos at the hospital. I was with this friend and left her that day not knowing if my DF had survived. Then the Lockdown came with all the chaos that brought and it was only weeks later I realised she’d never asked what happened after I left her that day. I put it down to the weird world we all found ourselves in.
My DF got more ill and life was tricky not being able to visit him and then later nursing him and watching him dying without being able to see people and without outside support. It was pretty traumatic tbh. Other friends would message and ask if I was OK or check how my DF was doing. I didn’t expect people to focus on me but the silence from her was deafening. Over 2020 she contacted me twice because she wanted some information from me, she never asked how my DF was or how I was. Despite it being a strange time for communication and obviously no meeting up I did notice that she only contacted me when she wanted something and didn’t reciprocate me asking how she was.
In February 2021 my DF died. He had a horrendous end thanks to Covid (a whole other story) and me and my DM really struggled with the whole process including the socially distanced funeral with no wake. I didn’t hear from my friend in the months before or after his death, not even a text. As she hadn’t communicated I assumed she didn’t know he’d died and I hadn’t stuck it all over SM as my Dad would have hated that.
Then months later when things were back to normal Covid-wise I bumped into her at the supermarket. She said brightly ‘oh hi, how are you? How was your lockdown?’ I said ‘not great, my dad died in February. I don’t know if you heard?’. She said ‘yeah, I think I did, I can’t remember, someone probably told me, what am I like?!’ And she laughed at her own cute ditziness at forgetting such a trivial event. Then she said ‘still, at least your lockdown wasn’t as boring as mine!’. I just said I had to go. I was already delicate and it just hurt massively to have something so important to me completely minimised and unacknowledged by someone I thought was a close friend.
So I dropped her. Not in a strategic way, but I just couldn’t face her and I’d worked out who my real friends were by then. Not just in real life but also some real kindness right here on MN. She messaged me a couple of times to meet up for coffee but I didn’t bother replying. What would be the point? I’m told that she says she’s noticed I’m avoiding her and she doesn’t have time for petty behaviour.