((started 121909, finished today bc I’m still looking for an answer))
Breaking up is hard to do. Real Talk.
Just ask her or him, or fuck, even me. We’ve been there, done that and I think I can speak for the general consensus when I say breaking up SUCKS. The aftermath of a breakup results in all kinds of crazy shit, like listening to my girl sob on the phone while I’m at work. Shit like her walking through the ghetto with me to party somewhere other than the norm. Shit like reading about how my homie cried on the kitchen floor of his apartment because the lease they signed together was up, but he was the only one who had been living there for awhile.
Breaking up isn’t just a knee jerk reaction to an argument. Arguments are not the cause of a bad relationship. Arguments are merely a symptom of a bad relationship. Feel me?
People seem so surprised when people break up. “But you two seemed so happy together?” “I would have never guessed you guys were having problems.” Since when did your personal problems become my business? Since when did every argument she had with her significant other need to be presented on Facebook. Since fucking when did the signs of his “unhappy relationship” need to be broadcasted to your nosy ass?!
I’ll tell you when. Since NEVER.
What’s secret is SACRED. Remember that. Soon as you let people who don’t need to be in your life, in your life? You’re setting yourself up. But, I digress.
What I wanna know is how two people, so seemingly in love get to that point and then get through that point. It’s a real question, and I’m seriously looking for real answers. Hit me.