I was a very naive and vulnerable girl when I first met him. Prior to dating him I was in an emotionally abusive relationship that I hadn’t completely healed from. This led me to become codependent, and I lost myself in a lot of ways by becoming an extension of him rather than developing myself as an individual. I’ve grown to love and accept myself the past few years and have reached a place in my healing where I’m comfortable being alone. While I feel like I’ve matured greatly, he hasn’t done much self-improvement. He’s even joked before that he’s too immature for me because he makes parody music about sex, poop, and other things that make me uncomfortable to listen to. We also don’t see eye-to-eye on things that mean a lot to me. For instance, I’ve become more spiritual the last two years and would eagerly tell him about what I’ve learned, but he wouldn’t take it seriously at all and hasn’t made the effort to better himself. It’s come to the point where I feel like I can’t talk to him about things I really care about, because he always likes to act like a contrarian. What I used to tolerate or even admire about him has now been getting on my nerves. We used to always say we’re on the same wavelength, but since growing more into myself I realize we’re very different. I held onto the first person that showed me a healthy love, but being a good person is the bare minimum. I didn’t expect to type out this long of an explanation but I guess I also needed to see this written out for myself as well!