Independence Day -- There won't be any trumpets blowing, come the judgment day...
There's an old joke that states that in any given relationship, one of the people in it is the crazier party. If you're in a relationship and you can't figure out which of you is the crazier party, then it's you. I think I've just discovered that a relationship is just not going to work for me if I am the crazier party. Then again, maybe it's a man-woman thing: it just doesn't work when the guy is crazier. Maybe it was just an individual and mutual thing between her and I: neither of us like it when the man is the crazier party. Maybe it doesn't matter. Anyway you slice it, it still hurts.