Stupid arguments everyday.
I’m done. I’m scared of change but I refuse to get older and unhappy.

I have set up my pieces to have that support I’ll need being without you.
The right therapy, family, and friends. Man it won’t be the same coming home without you. You have failed on every small step of this challenging time, but come the fuck on. We have NO KIDS and that alone makes shit easier.

You suck at compromising. You thought me the word but sure as hell don’t apply it.
Just because we have put so much time and I grew to love you, I am willing to talk with you one last time.

BLAH BLAH, that’s all I’m stressed, we don’t chill each other down, fuck this, imma find a way so I can chill all I want. You’re welcome to join 🙂