The Big X

I have been single now for year and a half. This is not a decision that I made, but one that was forced on me. It started as a lucid Friday night with the now X coming over. The second he spoke I knew this would not be a night of beer and fun. He came over to "talk." Do guys ever say that? I knew something heavy was ensuing, but did not understand the gravity of how his words would castrate my life, as I knew it then.

Basically, he was unhappy with me and had been for the last two years of our six year relationship. What?? Let me for one second call bullshit. I imagined we would be together forever. I was blind sided. Sure, I had been unhappy with recent changes in my life, but had no indication that they were effecting him so greatly. Why didn't he just tell me? Why did it have to come to this? These were HUGE issues weighing on my mind, none of which I said, since I was ill prepared for the attack.

The conversation ended almost as quickly as it had began. He was ready to escape and visibly shaken by the decision that he had just made. As he slammed the door, I instantly became single at 28.