In your past relationship, when was the moment you realized you were done playing along? What finally made you say, “Nah, this ain’t it”?
In your past relationship, when was the moment you realized you were done playing along? What finally made you say, “Nah, this ain’t it”?
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When I almost cheated on her.
I didn’t cheat on her. I resisted temptation. But it forced me to acknowledge I was no longer happy in the relationship, and hadn’t been for a while. That’s when I realized it was time to go.
When I met someone else and realized I was the only one putting effort into it. She wouldn’t talk to me for weeks if I wasn’t hassling her to talk. She wouldn’t come visit me because her ex scarred her so if we were going to meet up I would have to go there, lots of things she wouldn’t do with me because of her ex. She also wasn’t affectionate at all except “I love you” which I didn’t feel at all. And unfortunately I hung out with a friend and him and I kind of fell for each other and I came to terms with the fact our relationship was a dead end at this point as it had been for a year like this so I left her and got together with him a couple months later.
I got divorced about two years ago after years of a flat, empty marriage. I wanted to get a divorce for years but I was too nervous/scared to bring it up. Towards the end, we both completely ignored each other and were living as roommates, like ships passing in the night. We resented each other, all the time. Her birthday came around and I didn’t say anything or get her a card, nor did she comment on my anniversary of getting sober. That’s when I knew it was over. Getting divorced was the best thing that happened to me, but I wish I had done it sooner!
When she called me stupid or acted like we were competing or my presence made her angry.
I used to feel afraid of what she’d do when I knew she was coming home.
But after getting out and all that and losing she let me know that it was my own fault for not making her a better woman.
Pathetic.
She was literally tampering with my condoms.
Full story =here=.
She was a Londoner and one day we were talking about the future and she said she didn’t ever want to leave. That was the start. And when we decided to split we were both so relieved. She went back to an ex, I left the UK.
Stage 5 clinger. One day she didn’t want me to go to work and was like literally trying to stop me from getting ready/slow me down.
When she started griping at me for every little thing I did and acted like I was supposed to read her mind. Plus she became more like an annoying mom
“THAT’S WHY YOUR DAD THINKS YOU’RE A FAILURE!!!!!”
She kept making excuses that she couldn’t see me, go out for dates. When she did have time, we would just have dinner at her house, with her mom. We hardly ever went anywhere new and she didn’t like being more than 10 miles away from home.
When she started doing things to defy me just to see how much she could get away with, and then get mad when I’d had enough. a couple of examples of things that they did in the last months of our relationship: Chopped their hair so short and died it a “fun” color and not mentioning anything at all about it, spent all of their savings on going to a kpop concert in chicago (didn’t live there), put themselves more in debt to get merch for a bunch of now defunct kpop boy bands, stopped coming around family functions. But when I confronted them about their behavior, suddenly i was suffocating them… yep
After a few weeks, she didn’t stop banging on about a fling from work that had happened before we’d got together.
Then the bombshell that a fumble at a party a week or so before we started going out had resulted in pregnancy.
She hadn’t cheated, I strongly believed her on that score; but that awkward period just before the bombshell made me think all sorts.
I didn’t want to be the third wheel there, let alone whatever you call the fourth! 😂
Shame really, she was decent, but I’m too honest with myself to say that the idea of bringing up someone else’s kid really ain’t my bag.
I was emotionally immature to not be able to say what I knew I should’ve said when her pining was doing my head in – and to be honest, it gave me the out I was looking for.
Unsurprisingly, she became a single mother; he never left his relationship for her (like she hoped – and admitted as we stayed friends for a short while after) and she then found someone who would bring her child up with her.
Worked out well for me too not long after, but by Christ did that experience teach me more than a few things about myself, relationships and the world.
Dude was clingy as hell despite having kids.
I had a regular Saturday thing with the boys for years, usually 1-2x a month. She got mad that she never got saturdays with me. I said ok, but then she would never tell me if I was seeing her Saturday or not. Most saturdays Id bail on my friends in case she wanted to hang out, but then at like 7pm she’d decide to go clubbing w her friends.
Gave me a stomach ache every weekend. She’s out to the clubs till 3 am with her friends doing who knows what, I’m sitting at home not making plans in order to avoid a fight.
When she became disrespectful. She never talked back once in 6 years but suddenly she got advice from her therapist and some stupid girls at work so I’m like “yeah, this is a lost cause”. She should’ve never moved to the West.
Far too much bullsh*t. I don’t even recall precisely what it was, but it’d happened far too many times, and to great excess, and the last time, I was basically just “That’s it, I’m done. No more of this.”, and I broke up with her then and there, and absolutely zero regrets. Not the first such relationship to end that way, but yeah, that one was a bit more memorable in that regard. Another decades earlier, ended similarly…ish, and the particular item that broke it up was much more memorable – and larger (if not huge) … but otherwise kind’a similar. Most of ’em the bullsh*t level doesn’t rise quite so high to be as memorable in that way – more commonly it’s more general incompatibility or general poor fit.
All clingers. Gonna take shower. I’ll call you in about 25min. She calls 3 min later. This is not going to work out, date cancelled.
Was so used to her BS and daily drama for 5yrs(4 living together). Went away for close to 3 weeks to where I grew up and still had most family and a ton of friends. Didn’t call her the whole time. Was just happy and myself…got back to my condo where we lived. Felt all the dread in me as I got closer to my condo, I opened the door she was there…it was literally like a movie. She said ‘well?’ And I said ‘I’m done’ and that was basically it. She moved out a few weeks later I let her have almost everything. I had two chairs, bed and my cd stereo and cds. Bought a bottle of scotch and had a peaceful few drinks while listening to music. All the weight of her drama gone! Never seen her again either! That was almost 30yrs ago too!