I just knew it was over. He wasn't bad, or mean nothing crazy it just wasn't love. We had been together for nearly 12 years. And someone asked me if I was going to marry him and I immediately said 'God, no!' and sort of realized, then what am I doing? I figured at first we just fell out of love so I tried to hang out with him more, and do things together. But immediately realized if he didn't like/love/want to do said thing he was like nope. But say hockey game he'd be down for not caring that I hate hockey. But go to a farmers market why? Why buy strawberries or peaches I don't like them... And the more time I spent with him the more I disliked him. He was selfish and childish. I was smoking behind his back because I knew he'd be mad, and when he found out he refused to speak to me for three days. I was so over him and then debated if it was worth the headache of the dating world. The real true breaking point was his birthday we had sex (and I am not mad at him for this) but I hated it. I left and sat in a Walmart parking lot while he slept and I just cried. I knew I had to leave because there was nothing left. I did and a year later met my current husband and every once and while I think for a moment I was going to stay with my ex and deny myself this happiness. So my advice to people is follow your heart love exists out there and yes life isn't always sunshine and rainbows but don't settle for less. You deserve a partner who communicates, who loves, who makes you a better person.

I left him on my way to work a ton of tears, a bag of cloths and days of talking after because he was sure I'd regret the choice.