My Brain Tried to Ghost Me — Literally

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Have you ever had that moment where your brain just decides, “Nope, I’m done for the day. Figure it out yourself”? Well, mine took it to another level—it actually tried to ghost me. Not metaphorically, not in the cute “I forgot my grocery list” way, but in the full “pack your neurons and leave town” way. If brains had WhatsApp, mine would’ve blocked me, archived the chat, and changed the DP to a mysterious black circle.

When Your Brain Pulls a Houdini: Picture this: you’re in the middle of telling a story. You’ve set it up perfectly, the suspense is dripping, people are hanging on every word—and then poof! Gone. The punchline? Vanished. My brain took the exit ramp like a shady Uber driver. I just stood there blinking, while my neurons played hide-and-seek.

The Ghosting Signs Were There:

• Forgetting why I walked into a room. (Classic brain ghost move.)

• Having conversations where mid-sentence my brain whispered, “Good luck finishing this, champ.”

• Putting milk in the pantry and cereal in the fridge—an act of cognitive sabotage if there ever was one.

Honestly, if ghosting were an Olympic sport, my brain would’ve brought home the gold, the silver, and possibly the bronze if it remembered to show up.

My Brain’s Excuses: When I confronted it (in the mirror, naturally), it hit me with:

• “You never give me enough sleep.”

• “Stop feeding me instant noodles and expect Nobel Prize thoughts.”

• “Scrolling memes at 3 a.m.? That’s not brain care, buddy.”

And I had to admit… fair point.

The Comeback Plan: Like any relationship repair, I had to woo my brain back.

• I started giving it puzzles and word games—like Tinder dates for neurons.

• I let it nap without guilt-tripping myself.

• I even tried meditation, though my brain ghosted me there too—by wandering off to think about pizza toppings.

But slowly, we started reconnecting. Sure, my brain still forgets where the car keys are, but at least it shows up for roll call now.

Conclusion: So yeah, my brain tried to ghost me. But in the end, I ghost-proofed it with naps, food that wasn’t beige, and the occasional crossword puzzle. If your brain ever starts ignoring your texts, don’t panic—it just wants attention, and maybe fewer late-night nachos.

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