Nah bruh, I've had that option too. Sometimes it just happens that way. The sabatage.

Ah. It happens man. Done it in the past myself

Yeah. Exactly.

"" *Babe, I'm sorry, but if you don't like guns, and you won't grow your hair out, and you have a career in mind, then kindly let me go **b 0 0 l***. ""

But she wouldn't even let me talk about it. . .

Good choice to leave then

Things ( why am I rambling THIS ) fell off about a month ago, when I tried to come down on her ( HARD ) about how badly I needed my own space.

And she sort of just took it personally, said "You have a lot to process. And you need someone to talk to."

Okay.

*You're Not. WRONG.*

but that's one wild fucking way of saying "" I don't wanna listen to your personal shit anymore ""

Word

sounds like severe incompatibility if anti gun

For the past several weeks "Hey lol, doomer shit"

"that sounds shitty"

"wow I'm sorry to hear that"

"that must be tough"

Look - I'm not asking YOU to sort MY problems

but I would love SOME understanding

above obligatory pleasantries. . .

^

Get yourself sorted before next long term relationship of course. But you did good ending it.

Man - fuck relationships.

That last bit is always rough

I'm boutta go on a travelling vacation.

It is man. It fucking *is*.

@mcguyver123 I'm skimming specifics.

I did some fucked up things.

Nothing abusive or violent.

But nothing ideal.

Self improvement is fight club and masturbation. You're on your way.

We all make mistakes in relationships, even stuff that maybe seen as abusive.

>Fight club reference talking about masturbation for the plebs that havent watched it<

*huehuehue*

or read* it

Book was good but movie got me into the philosophy. Life changing

But yeah man - the hard part, right now?

Is not missing company, and reminding myself that this is exactly how it should be.

Really? I managed to hold off on the movie til I got the book, and I found it bang the fuck on.

It's right up there with "*Fear and Loathing*" for adaptations, IMO

practically word for word. . .

Realized to never put my happiness in other peoples laps, or reliance on happiness in objects.

and that is *exactly **why*** I didn't let her in on my BS