I was with the “love of my life” for 4 years. When he proposed, my parents did not approve. I was devastated. I thought it was all over for me. I thought i would end up alone.

After he wanted to maintain a friendship with me, he kept being so mean to me and such an asshole, bragging about how fun everything that we were supposed to do together ended up being without me. Less than a month into our breakup, he told me was going to get back out there and went into detail about how some woman at the bar asked him if the carpet matches the drapes. So i hung up. I’ve ignored all of his calls. Told him he can come to my house and grab his stuff and I’ll just leave it out for him because I’m done putting in any effort with a man who was, frankly, a low effort boyfriend in the entirety that I knew him. There were so many red flags to leave and I still didn’t. The time he made a joke at my expense about my trauma after i told him about it. On our first Valentine’s Day, he literally went into detail about the date he took his ex on the previous valentines days and how he made her chocolate covered strawberries. He had NEVER done anything like that for me in our 4 years together. I am realizing that if I wanted to spend time with him, it would always have to be at a concert he wanted to go to, we rarely saw anyone i wanted to see. On his days off when I asked if we could spend time together it would always be something like laundry or errands, there was never time for me.

This breakup, my parents’ major rejection of him is a blessing in disguise. I let go. He can be someone else’s problem now. I deserve much much better for my HUSBAND.