Break up... in Fresh Start...

Well… I called things off with JM. I felt terrible about it bc I knew I was breaking his heart. I went the nice route. I was originally intending to be brutally honest, but after I said the dreaded phrase “we need to talk,” he was already tearing up. So I was honest, just not brutally. I told him that we were in very different places in our lives. He’s still trying to figure out a career while I have a career, I’ve done the marriage thing, and I’m ready to move on to babies. I’ve been ready for babies. In fact, before I met him I had already called a fertility clinic. He’s not ready for kids and it’s not fair to ask him to be, or to ask him to just be ok with me going to a fertility clinic and trying to get pregnant via some sperm that I pick out of a book. That was the nice route.

If I had been brutally honest I would’ve said that the “sex” is terrible. I know me. If I’m unsatisfied sexually, then I will find someone else to satisfy me. He’s basically a doormat and women or people in general really don’t find that attractive. He’s too sappy. I understand he lives at home, but if you want a girl to stick around you have to make her somewhat of a priority. That means that you have dinner with her at least once a week and I don’t mean you have to take her out to dinner, it can be a home cooked meal. But when every time she asks you to do something your excuse is you have to cook dinner for the family, it’s just not kewl. Especially when his mother doesn’t work. And like every time I would ask him to do anything I felt like I was having to guilt him into saying yes. Just no.

So that’s officially over. I said we could still be friends if he wanted. So far I have not heard from him, but he has liked/commented on FB statuses. Hopefully it stays that way.