As the dumpee, I spent the first month and a half feeling like an absolute waste of space. Now, I’m at 7 weeks post break up, and I am so angry with all of the bullshit I’m realizing I put up with. Holy hell I must have lost my damn mind. This man lied to me about being an alcoholic for the first 15 months of our relationship, up until right before we were set to move into our college dorm together!! lmfao! I told him I loved him and I’d stay with him as long as I saw he was making an earnest effort to recover and I helped him tell his parents. He promised he would get sober and said he wanted to do it for me (which was a lot of pressure btw!!!). He went to AA and started seeing a therapist, after I suggested he go to the school counseling center. I come to find out that he went for like a month and a half and then lied to me for the rest of the semester about going!! Lmao! He was also smoking a ton of weed, which I asked him if that was ok, and he told me people in AA had recommended it (which I now know, was definitely another lie!!). I also basically begged him to tell at least a few of our closest friends so that I didn’t have to carry the weight of that secret alone, and ofc, he didn’t tell anyone (until after he broke up with me, then he told several of our friends for sympathy points lmao). I got really depressed during the semester, for several reasons, but one of the main ones being this situation. Then, he had the audacity to break up with me the night before finals week started, when we were in a group project together lmfao! During the breakup he said my problems were suffocating him (my problems??????) and I made him miserable and he tried to blame me for all the weed he had been smoking throughout the semester! The weed that I told him was a TERRIBLE idea to be smoking! I had to postpone my finals for 2 fucking weeks and had to do the entire group project alone (still got straight A’s tho lmao). I left school for home immediately after the breakup because we were living together and so he was in charge of separating our stuff, and he took a bunch of my shit, which he promised to return in the fall (because even though he graduated, he took a position at the school, ostensibly so we could stay together for the future lol!). I want my fucking slow cooker back, asshole! He’s such a dick. and he said he still wants to be friends! lmao! when he said that, I guffawed and said “you know I’m gonna hate you, right?” And he started crying! like what????? how do u think u can just blow up my life and then still get to be a part of it??? Absolutely unbelievable what I put with from this man. good fucking riddance!