...until you completely lose interest. That's what happened with my relationship. After being together for nearly 8 months, it finally hit me that it wasn't going to work. I wasn't feeling invested in it at all and I was starting to see major incompatibility issues. Could I live with this woman? No. Did we like to do a lot of the same things? No. Did our personalities mesh very well? No. Did I even enjoy being around her that much? Sadly, no. I'm the kind of person who loves to laugh and I can't remember the last time I really had a good laugh around her.
After a couple weeks of dwindling communication, plenty of hints, and canceled Friday night plans, she knew what was coming. At first I thought I was being an ass by doing all of this but it turned out to be the right thing to do. It made the actual break-up a hell of a lot easier. I was still dreading it on the drive over to her place. I knew what I was going to say but didn't know how she would react. Instead of me looking like the villain, it went about as well as these things can go. She understood and was starting to see the writing on the wall around the time I was starting to show the signs (she's not stupid).
At the end of the day, it was all good and we didn't end it on bad terms. Which is really all you can hope for in a break-up.
4 comments:
Never nice to break up, but it sounds like it was all for the best. Once you realise things aren't working out, the kindest thing to do is to finish it.
Devote some time to yourself before you take the plunge again! :)
Thanks FK, and good to see you around!
That shit read like a song. And a hit song at that.
♪ Could I live with this woman?
[Ghetto shout] No.
Did we like to do a lot of the same things?
[Ghetto shout] No.
Did our personalities mesh very well?
[Auto-tuned] Nooooo ♪
XD You should do the song and put it in your next random rambles. LMAO!
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