How did this issue snowball into such a huge issue?

I couldn’t wrap my head around it no matter how many times I sat in my own bubble of space to reflect on that fateful day in the cafe. I had expected that I would be able to calm myself down, to at least communicate once with Noah afterwards just what was bothering me. This was not the case, and I knew very well this was all my fault.

Christmas was two days away, and the realisation made me miss my friend even more. His messages and attempts to get my attention had stopped completely. I guess he finally understood that I had wanted nothing but a loud, frigid silence between us. The reverse psychology of it all, with Noah going radio silent on me, made me want to contact him.

But I didn’t do it.

I knew I was being stupid and stubborn, taking a drastic risk in letting our friendship fizzle out. But wasn’t that what I wanted in the first place? The be the one doing the leaving before it was done to me yet again? With this reminder and new sense of resolve, I focused on finishing up my gift shopping and getting them ready for Christmas morning.