Breaking Up is Hard To Do

Why this relationship had to end

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Breaking up is hard to do - why this relationship had to end

You know when the time has come to end a relationship. You can feel it, deep inside. It is going to hurt, even though it is your decision to end it all.

There are many reasons a relationship fails. It’s the little things that add up. I once compared my long-term marriage ending to the lights going out in a tower block, floor by floor. As newlyweds, the block of 100 floors was brightly illuminated for many years. Then, one by one, the floors fell into darkness until there was just one floor remaining. The night these lights were extinguished, my marriage ended and the darkness swallowed me up. It took strength and courage to announce it to those concerned. I was blowing my comfortable life to smithereens and all those in it, including our only child.

Back to my current relationship. It was love at first sight. I cannot deny that. The frisson of excitement that I felt was overwhelming. We didn’t go through the ‘honeymoon period’ — we didn’t need to. We dived straight in. That was two years ago.

I honestly thought it would last a lot longer than it did. I guess the tower block lights started to go out faster this time around. I felt a maelstrom of emotions spinning me with such a centrifugal force that I came tumbling down to earth with a bang and I realized that I had made a terrible mistake. A bad misjudgment.

With my two previous relationships, the decision was mine to break up. I’m not proud of that, it’s just the way that it was. I am not afraid to step into the abyss and if I am unhappy, I will take action and find a resolution. Life is too short.

This time it wasn’t particularly difficult but I had still reached my conclusion: the relationship had to end. This lady was not for turning.

She doesn’t know yet. I need to find the right time — whenever that is. All I know is that I cannot go on like this. She must see that, surely? She can’t still think that I have feelings for her? She must have noticed my coolness towards her, the way I don’t caress her beautiful curves as lovingly as I used to, or as often.

Sometimes, I have to take her out for a drive just to keep her happy. Crazy! It saddens me deeply to say this, but I do not need her any longer and I must let her go.

In the past, I have tackled things head-on, but this time I’m taking the coward’s way out. I have opted to be away the day the low-loader is scheduled to collect my beautiful, fast, sexy sports car that I have loved unconditionally. She sits on my drive while I beaver away in my home office and completely ignore her.

I will have a tear in my eye the day she leaves.

This short story was first published on Medium.

I am not a qualified relationship advisor and any advice that I give is entirely based on my life experiences. I have been through a divorce, survived a toxic relationship, and found happiness.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organisations, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

The photo at the top of this post is accredited to Anthony Tran on Unsplash