Almost 8 years…over. Done. We talked and talked, back and forth, trying to figure out what’s going on, why things are so fucked up and ended up realizing for the first time (me, not him) that our relationship hasn’t been a relationship for the past 2 years. At least.
He had noticed the change many, many times over the past 2 years but never mentioned it or even tried to do anything about it. Which is just… wow. I, on the other hand, hadn’t noticed shit. So it’s over. Weird feeling. Everything changes and yet nothing is different. We’ll still live together for the foreseeable future.
Weird. Sad. Frustrating.