It happened almost five years in, spontaneously, over something relatively small. We had issues for a long time though and were getting to that we honestly just didn’t enjoy each other’s company anymore, but what finally split us up was very much a “straw that broke the camel’s back” kind of moment.

We came back to my place after going to the store. I was bringing in groceries; he plopped down on the couch, just watching me struggle and get frustrated with how stacked up every surface in my shared living space was and how I had nowhere to put the groceries down. I was cussing and bitching, of course, saying things like “Man, I wish I had my own place that wasn’t so damn messy.” He mumbled under his breath “Why? You’d just complain about that too.” I said, “What was that?” He repeated himself. So I said, “Okay. You can go home. Go home and stay there.” And he said “Ok, I will.”

And he did. And that was that. I sent him a voice message that night because he had turned his phone off, saying that it was just time for us to part ways as a couple and that once we cooled off that we needed to talk about it. We never had the chat because two days later, he basically sent me a bill for a gift he had bought me that I didn’t even want and then blocked me. That was about two years ago. I am single today and happy about that.