Women never tire of coming up with new and better ways to describe a really bad date. Or perhaps I should rather say, ‘warning women to avoid such dates’ by coining these moments with really memorable descriptions that explain a despicable action in one single word. Today we are looking at two such words, the difference between ‘ghosting’ and ‘breadcrumbing’.
Breadcrumbing is the Beginning – to Nothing
While you may find a variety of descriptions for the word, breadcrumbing (or breadcrumber), in general, I like to think of it as a red flag that you are almost guaranteed to be ‘ghosted’ at some point down this trail. Breadcrumbers are the types of guys who enjoy having a woman who is ‘into him,’ whether or not he is actually into her. So he leaves just enough mystery and attention around to keep her interest (and hope) alive. These people can be classified as lazy, commitment-phobes, and sometimes liars.
I have heard of many of these people polluting internet dating sites, posing as wonderful catches promising good times, laughs, commonality, and wonderful surprises. At least until you discover that something always seems to get in the way of you ever actually hooking up with them to enjoy some of this action. So you find yourself lead by breadcrumbs until you’ve fallen into an emotional state where your confidence is too weak to listen to your gut intuition to kick these people to the virtual curb.
And what happens after this trail of breadcrumbs finally ends? You get ghosted.
Ghosting is the End – He Never Knew Began
Have you ever broken up with a man who never knew you had a relationship? Well, you may have thought you were in some kind of ‘relationship’, only to discover that considering he just up and disappeared without letting you know where he was going – it must not have been much of anything. Ghosting often begins with a little breadcrumbing, otherwise, you would have never let things get so far as to even notice this guy has stopped throwing crumbs.
All I know is – if a guy isn’t feeding me regularly with real food I get ‘Hangry,’ which is another beautiful term that eloquently describes, “a bitch – excused by Darwinistic urges and fundamental purpose.”