Broke up with my live-in boyfriend of 2+ years this afternoon and by dinner time, he was gone 😌
My boyfriend, when we first met, was working on a burgeoning career as an artist, and I had a decent job, so I was happy to let him start sleeping at my place so he could convert his place to an art studio—never asked him for help with rent, utilities, groceries etc. But once he graduated from art school this fall and realized he hadn’t worked nearly hard enough to get into grad school or a residency / fellowship program (because he got rejected from all of them), he spiraled out and started to spend all his spare time playing video games or playing pool at bars instead of working on his art. I tried to make my needs known over the last couple months—if you’re not going to work on your art then at least come to bed at a decent hour and maybe contribute to the groceries and cooking from time to time—but just kept getting disappointed in the lack of change. Today we mutually decided to cut our losses but I feel like his are bigger than mine 🤷♀️ Still insanely sad though! Girl dinner to boot.