“Our mates cleaned him in the shower and then he threw up on a glass door in the living room. Apparently he was asking for me so they called me. I went there and most of the women told me that he was hitting on them. I then went and crouched by him, he was on a mattress on the floor. I can’t remember what he was saying, something like “I need you” and then SNAP, I instantly fell out of love with him. I realised in that moment he didn’t give a fuck about me and never did. He never respected me and never listed to me. I had given this fucker EVERYTHING and EVERY PART of me. I was an incredible partner and I realised he didn’t give one fuck about any aspect of me.
I withdrew from the relationship. I didn’t want him to touch me in any way, not even a little peck on the cheek. I was sad, disappointed, frustrated, angry; all the shitty emotions. Everything changed that night. I broke up with him a month later.” — heretohealmyself
