About a year into our relationship she told me she felt that I didn’t give her the space to practice her Wiccan religion freely. I was totally dumbfounded and asked her how she thought I was not giving her that personal space. (We didn’t live together). She said she didn’t know, yet still stuck with her point.
Aftermath: It lasted a week after that. That comment, plus her moping all the time about everything and anything, totally killed it. Nothing is worth that.
My boyfriend and I fell in love, fast & hard. Shortly after that, I found out I was expecting a baby. Soon after that, I found out my boyfriend had an addiction to prescription pills. I knew it was over while still recovering from my c-section delivery. He was stealing my pain medication out of my purse. Nice guy, huh?
Aftermath: Our relationship lasted another two long years. He went from one addiction to the next and I realized what an idiot I was.
A month before our five-year anniversary, he told me he couldn’t make love to me because I’d become so fat that he couldn’t stand looking at me naked. I gained about 11 lbs, or 5 kg. Four months before that, he weighted 275lbs (125kg), so I told him he was a hypocrite. He then apologized, but started sleeping with another woman whom he met on a World of Warcraft server.
Aftermath: We lasted for another 15 days, tried to be friends for months but it always ended with him trying to sleep with me. Four months later, I met a guy who showed me what a loving relationship should look like.
best of clashes
He called me a c*** because I told him it was stupid that he and his ex-girlfriend had joint custody of their dogs.
Aftermath: We tried to make it work, but after he said he wasn’t sure if he would love his child more than his dogs, I was done. We haven’t talked in over a year…thankfully.
best of clashes
We were fighting one day and he drew me a graph on his whiteboard of hours spent together vs. utility derived from the relationship. He argued that us going on nice dates is just as good as him sitting on my couch playing video games for eight hours. Not only did he graph our relationship, he completely missed the concept of diminishing marginal utility. Good job, econ major.
Aftermath: We broke up the next morning, and were on and off for a few more months. Maybe his social sciences improved with the next girl.