I learned about ghosting over the last year, but I was the one who began the ghosting. I didn't just disappear though, I backed off gradually. I was with a guy I really loved for over four years. He was hyper, OCD and talked incessantly. He wore me out talking too much on our first date, (and many others) yet I ended up falling for him. I withstood his personality four years then he dealt the final blow, no pun.. The final blow had to do with fact that he loved cock more than the air he breathed, and in a love relationship that don't work. In love there are boundaries, to me. We had an open relationship, but it definitely was a love relationship. So, he got to where he wouldn't come to visit me for around eight months, yet decided to drive over when a certain hot, young stud near me became available. That was the end of the road for me. I knew in my heart it was over at that point and backing off for a possible departure was a comfortable thought in my mind. Even though I backed off first, when he realized something was wrong on my end he said or asked nothing about it, he just backed off in return and that stung, bad. I didn't think I was more special than him, I just thought if he knew something was wrong and he loved me he'd ask what was wrong and try to save the relationship.
Keep in mind I was ready to give up and still have that mindset, but it bothers me bad that he never questioned me at all. It seems that giving me the old "one up" was more important that asking what was going on with me. I guess it shouldn't bother me since I was the one ready to give up, however when the guy I had loved never even asked any questions, it stung. We had even talked about getting married one day.
Anyway, it's over and I'm not going back, not to answer questions or anything.