I moved across the country to a city I hated with him and was stressed about finding a job. Instead of being supportive, he nagged me constantly and refused to come to community events so I could meet neighbors and network. I was so unhappy that I finally started seeing a therapist. Two weeks after we moved, he was in a minor car accident and I knew we were done when I had no desire to take care of him or be his chauffeur.

—Meems

Aftermath: I ended it within a few weeks, moved back to my hometown. I’m now almost done with a Master’s Degree and couldn’t be happier being single. He just got married to the girl he started dating 1.5 months after I ended things. We don’t talk, but his friends still like me better than his new wife.

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