Another one bites the dust
That subject line is a little cold. Today is the end of my relationship with Charlie. I should be sad, but I'm somewhat relieved and I feel free, like a burden has been lifted. He was a little high maintenance and expected me to spend too much time with him. I think when you're really in love with somebody you want to spend every minute of your time with that person. I didn't. I was always looking for reasons to stay home instead of spending time with him. I'm really too busy for a boyfriend right now. My first priority (aside from my family) is my school. Working full time, going to school full time and trying to take care of a household is very time consuming. I've been thinking about breaking up with him for a while now, and when I finally decided on the day to do it, he comes over with a new cell phone that he's put on his plan. Since I went way over my minutes on my cell phone from talking to him so much, he got me a phone on his NTelos plan so we'd have unlimited talk time together. He seemed so pleased with himself for getting me that phone that I couldn't break up with him that day. I feel bad that he now has a two-year contract with a phone he has no use for, but I don't mind keeping the service and paying for it if he wants me to keep it. He probably won't want me to, though. And do I really want to continue using it knowing that he'll have access to everybody I call or receive a call from that phone? I'll leave that up to him, though. Then a few weeks after that I decided again that I just needed to end the relationship. Before I got up the nerve to do it, he came in to the hospital while I was working, led me to a sofa in the lobby, got down on one knee and proposed in front of everybody there. How do you hurt and embarrass somebody by saying no to a marriage proposal when you have an audience of visitors and coworkers. I thought maybe it could just be a long engagement, but more we're together he seems to love me more and more and I seem to love him less and less. It's not fair for me to let him go on thinking everything is roses and sunshine when it isn't. It needed to be over, and now it is. I guess I'll see him one last time to give him back his keys to his house, car and motorcycle, the phone if he wants that back, and the ring. I would love to keep the ring and I don't mind keeping the phone and paying for my part of the service, but it's all up to him. I'm a single woman again. Once I get over the sadness of hurting Charlie, I think I'll feel good. And my time will once again be my own.