- 1 month ago
- Wedding: August 2014
Long story short, I had been seeing this guy for 4 months or so. I had booked a trip of a lifetime with my mum (2 weeks in Barcelona) for my 30th birthday. It was booked before we’d met and as the trip approached, he started to seem really irritated by it. At first I just dismissed it, but while I was away, I went to quite the length to keep in touch with him and he seemed annoyed to hear about what we’d been up to and just wanted to talk about himself. While on this trip, I got news that a friend of mine had passed away. He wasn’t very comforting about that either.
Needless to say, my desire to keep in touch with him the rest of the trip dwindled and when I got back, he acted exactly the same way. That’s when a lightbulb went off and I was just like… why am I making excuses for this self-absorbed prick who only wants to talk about himself and doesn’t even care to ask me about my trip? I broke up with him on the spot. He was completely stunned as I proceeded to collect the few belongings I had at his house. I never wanted to speak to him again and never did.
I’m so grateful I went on that trip because I spent 2 weeks having the time of my life and quite frankly, I didn’t miss him at all!! It was so eye-opening and made me realize how much I’d been settling and how unhappy I’d been with him. Losing that friend (although it wasn’t completely shocking, she had gone down a dark path) also made me realize that we take time for granted. From that point forward, I embodied the saying “I’d rather be alone than unhappy” and was not going to be with a guy I had to make excuses for. Whenever I hear the song, “Ariana Grande – Thank you, next” I think about him because a year after we split, I had more confidence in myself and met my wonderful husband. At least he was good for something!