Some may remember me putting up an introduction thread recently discussing how my missus broke up with me, wasnt happy with me for being well me. Anyway, I cautiously waded back in after she broke down saying she had made a mistake….with the realization that there was a good chance she would f~~~ me over again, well lo and behold, the female form never fails to meet that bar.

Pretty soon she was back to yelling at me, expecting me to pay for s~~~ and generally treating me like something she scraped off her shoe. Tonight was the last straw. You all remember me saying that I was prepared to walk away in 15 seconds flat if I felt the heat coming round the corner (thanks de niro! – watch heat btw if you peeps haven’t), well, that’s what is happening tomorrow.

I went over for dinner tonight, ate dinner, did the dishes and helped tee up some movies, was a great day and what I thought was a great night, lo and behold she gets a bit tired, starts snapping, supposedly I stacked the dish washing sponges the wrong way, I went to give her a kiss (she got annoyed), I put the rubbish out (it wasn’t done fast enough), I went to give her a goodnight kiss (“ugh, just go already I just want to eat and go to sleep”). Well bitch abra kadabra, your wish has been granted because tomorrow I’m gonna roll around and get my stuff (i,e my mountain bike which is sitting outside) and that’s the last you will see and hear of me.

F~~~ing unbelievable, she is the one who begged to get me back, I should have trusted my gut, I earn good coin, I can hire a f~~~ing grade a hottie to smoke my pipe for an hour when the need arises, I don’t have to put up with this crap.

this is the list I found tonight on her table:

“just don’t love him” – well that pretty much seals it for me- why the f~~~ stick around with someone who only likes me

“annoys me, too childish” – well s~~~, if that’s the case, and by childish you mean I don’t have a pipe wedged up my ass like you and like to chat and laugh.

“doesn’t eat normally” – I eat one big meal a day, why, because thats how I eat bitch, I’m comfortable that way and it fits my body and metabolism, I’m MUCH fitter and leaner than her, actually shes a flabby tart and I’m muscular and athletic, i’ll eat how I damn well please because it obviously works.

“tries so much weird stuff” – as in new foods, new drinks, new hobbies and foreign films, reads foreign papers, because you know, there is a whole f~~~ing planet out there.

“up early for gym – will wake me” – u wot m8, you annoyed because I work out.

“doesn’t tell me the whole story” – In that I don’t tell her everything going through my head or omit details that aren’t relevant, like me busting my ass to save for a new telescope for th elast 5 years.

“mummy’s boy” – so what, I love my mum, she gave me life and has never f~~~ed me over, you can’t handle I’m close with my only parent (my dad p~~~ed off along with my bro) – go f~~~ yourself.

I’m over this c~~~ knuckle.

Time to go back to working out, sell my f~~~ing car I bought when I shacked up with her and buy a motorcycle again (first year I’ve owned a car).

You were all so damned right. F~~~ women, I’ve got a whole planet to see, a whole world of food to eat in my own weird way, and a lifetime of early mornings to catch the sunrise.

I know I should be feeling great, but I feel kind of empty, the quantum back and forth shift from together and apart and together and now apart is jarring. I guess the good thing though is this time it is in my terms.

My real concern is, how this will make me treat others in the future, like I am a no stress happy guy, people say I’m bubbly as f~~~, but for the last month they’ve all noticed I’ve been down, I just feel like german suplexing every woman I see.

In all my life, a guy has never caused me such psychological distress, such emotional pain. Even my mates, if we fall out, we yell and talk, we sort it out and bam back to normal.

Been there, man. Except I was a slower learner than you.

Have any advice to help?

Man,

I know I should be feeling great, but I feel kind of empty, the quantum back and forth shift from together and apart and together and now apart is jarring. I guess the good thing though is this time it is in my terms.

My real concern is, how this will make me treat others in the future, like I am a no stress happy guy, people say I’m bubbly as f~~~, but for the last month they’ve all noticed I’ve been down, I just feel like german suplexing every woman I see.

In all my life, a guy has never caused me such psychological distress, such emotional pain. Even my mates, if we fall out, we yell and talk, we sort it out and bam back to normal.

It’ll pass. Somehow she got her hooks in you pretty deep, and you’re having trouble shaking her.

But just keep in mind: This one doesn’t have your back. You can see it from that list you found. She nitpicks petty s~~~ and makes it sound like you’re a freak for having your own way of doing/seeing life.

You just need to find people who will have your back. Or you need to find someone who will at least give you space to be yourself and not dog you over silly s~~~ like where you put the sponge after you did the dishes.

If you’re a bit of a momma’s boy, you may have a natural attraction toward bitchy women (mother figures). Just be aware of that tendency in yourself, and in the future look for gals who are easier-going and give you more space. They’re out there.

Just my own impression. Your mileage may vary.

Already started planning the trip I’ve always wanted to do next year – USA coast to coast – hitting all the national parks and major trails for some wicked camping and hiking. Finally have the freedom to do it without worrying about hotels, and child friendly trails etc.

Enjoy the freedom!

Have any advice to help?

Sounds like you’re on the right track to me. As of now you should be completely out of contact with her. Just get your stuff and get gone. You don’t owe her a reason. You don’t owe her an explanation. You don’t owe her an announcement telling her it’s over. You don’t owe her a response. You don’t owe her a phone call. You don’t owe her a text message. You don’t even owe her a post-it note saying: “Welcome to Dumpsville! Population: you.”

You don’t owe her anything.

Walking away with no contact and no f~~~s given means minimum hassle for you and maximum impact on her.

To quote Paul Simon:

You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don’t need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don’t need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free