I met this amazing guy on Tinder about a week and a half ago. We met up and had a few beers and talked for a long time. He took me home and we agreed to meet the next day, and a had a great day just walking around a park near my apartment, had some great fun at a board game cafe, and did dinner/movie. He then asked to start seeing me, and went on about how lucky he was and even told me that he would be gone from September to december for study abroad and that he respected me enough not to spring it up on me. We kissed and ended the night there. We then met a few days later, and slept with each everything seemed fine, lots of interactions and good signs on the way home. He then gets the job he was talking about since our first date. He then gets busier (understandably) but then stops replying to me. I certainly didnt feel like he was somebody i was dating. And yesterday i messaged him and got nothing. All seen, but nothing. Its been a full day since nothing. Whats the fucking point anymore. I just hate myself and I feel so self conscious and ugly and worthless. It was a short fling and its dumb to get worked up over it, but its just another crack in the god damn glass.