I didn’t want to, but I was plunging her into misery unintentionally and I didn’t want to keep hurting her.
She’d told me previously that she wanted to break up with me so many times but “I don’t know what it is but I want to stay with you”.
I’m in the kitchen cooking and my friend and his girlfriend come home.
I stay in the kitchen for about 45 minutes and then we hear the front door open.
There were a couple of times where she said to me that I had to change if I wanted to see her again because she was unhappy in the relationship with me, and she said she felt like a whore when she came round sometimes.
That made me think about the way I was treating her, because I did like this girl a lot and I didn’t want her to feel that way.
Her little face was doing the best it could to hold back the tears and it took her a lot of strength to say what she did, and my heart sank seeing what I’d done to her.
I suddenly felt responsible for how upset and unhappy she was, even though I had no idea before as to what extent she meant “unhappy”. She comes round a few days later, we had incredible sex, and when she left, my feelings started to dissipate.
So, I asked her why she brought it up if she wasn’t intending to tell me, and she said that she’ll talk to me another time.
At this point, I’m thinking to myself that I need to get rid of her.
Anyway, she comes round at the weekend, we have sex, and then I start asking her about what happened.
She doesn’t want to talk about it and her body language is off.