When did you know your relationship was over?

When I started to despise her. Sounds harsh, but it’s true, and I broke it off immediately after that point out of fairness to her. ...only time I’ve ever broken up with someone.

when she stopped movi- oh wait

That is a tough thing to say. I absolutely refused to see that we weren’t just going through a rough patch. However, the rough patch got worse and didn’t end. I think I realized that he was trying to make me break up with him, only I didn’t quite realize, at the time, that he was specifically trying to do that. He just started suddenly doing and saying things that he never would have before. I guess he realized subtly trying to make me hate him wasn’t working, so he brought out the big guns. Still took me a while to leave him, but the important thing is that he’s gone now. And thank god for that shit.

When I realized I was annoyed by everything he said. Then he left for 2 months. He came back yesterday. All that seems trivial now even though I know that truly, that’s the way things are. Why does love stink.

When he got another girl pregnant and got married. He and i hadn’t have that kind of relationship.

@deni: ‘Cuz he loves her,
And she loves him,
And he loves somebody else,
You just can’t win…

When I felt relief when he went out and then droopy when I heard his car coming up the driveway.

^ What she and, and…when I realized I did not like who I had become, huge clue that it was time to move on. The relationship horse was beyond crippled, it was emaciated and rabid too. lol

For such as it was, when he came up to me one Sunday afternoon telling me, so like, I don’t love you anymore. Bye.
But then I didn’t either, our last year out of four was a dull one with the spark gone. We just pretended, likes. I mean I kept thinking, maybe it’s just a bad period, things will get better, but both of us I think, knew it was over. I did the obligatory emo shit, but I found myself really happy when I was alone after. It did happen really quick too, but it felt right. One of us had to come up and say it, glad he did, but had he not, I would have eventually. But we’re still friends. Go out for coffee and shit and catch up.

Meant to write, ^ What she said…and, and, and…:-/

I’m really ashamed to say I knew my relationship was over half way through it but I kept staying and kept trying for way way WAY too long. /:

Looking back on it there was a handful of things that happened that started putting the nails in the coffin. But a month or so after we moved into our apartment with his best friend I found this video of one of my really close friends playing a few of his songs with his band. The chorus of the song is “Am I happy? No. Am I settled? Yes. ... And all the while I was sailing away from here.” And I knew in my gut that was me. Shortly after that I was catching up with that same friend. And he just asks me “Are you happy?” And I couldn’t say yes. I started making excuses about why my boyfriend would be treating me so badly all the time. I knew it wouldn’t last then. But I tried to start addressing our issues for months after that.

But I really knew it was just never going to work about 6 months into our 13 month lease. Things had been progressively going down hill. And I don’t remember exactly when it happened, but one day I realized I had given up trying to make it work out. And then I felt trapped and obligated to stay because I was paying a third of the bills. I was a fucking coward until I couldn’t be any longer. He’d come home and be happy to see me and I would chicken out after spending the better parts of my days figuring out how to tell him. I told him everything after months of just not caring enough to address any of our issues because we were moving out and he kept talking about us looking at apartments and I was like I’m going to live with my sister and I can’t do this anymore.

But we were sort of still together even after we moved for a few weeks. And nothing felt right. And I ended it for real. Then I rushed back into a relationship with him a few months later. I’d only intended to just apologize and try to clear the air between us. Then it turned into all these promises that he was different and I was different and blah blah blah. We weren’t different. And 5 or 6 months of that, and then I left him for good.

I don’t even recognize the person I was in that relationship.

I thought I hated our flat, then I kind of hated our hotel room, then I hated our lovely new appartment we were just moving into. Then I realised, it’s because he’s there :/

When I came home to an empty house.

I think the note by what was left (plate, knife, fork, spoon and cup) was a vital clue:

“Send money when you can.”

When we had more contempt for each other than respect. We mutually tried to fix it for several years (we were married and had been together for like 15 years and had three kids, so we tried hard), but it turned out to be irreversible.

My never went sour but a friend new when the spouse talked to her through the dog. For example, “Spot, tell your mum that she can go…”

^
That’s freaky.

Just one day, one minute and…it clicked. I didn’t even want to fight anymore. I didn’t care. We divorced two years after that. We were married for 10 years.