About a week ago I ended things with my LTR. Over a decade together, and we're young. N=1 for both of us. No kids. I've been very active on MRP but I have to clear my history periodically to keep a clean trail.
I sat her down and said it wasn't working for me. This was counter to a lot of advice I got here in MRP, though to my defense I also received some overwhelming advice to end it. That evening she had bouts of being really broken up, but was mostly conversational in trying to argue her way into making me change my mind. After a couple hours of discussion I packed a suitcase and told her to take care and left the house. This was about a week ago. I haven't spoken to her or seen her since. She hasn't made any efforts to contact me either. From this I gather she didn't really feel too strongly about wanting to keep this either after the initial shock wore off.
A brief background: About 8 months ago I felt neglected. We barely saw each other and she seemed extremely disinterested in me. She was openly hostile and bitchy towards me for apparently no reason. I got on the MRP train and made a ton of progress. Near the end things were improving ever so slightly but I realized during my red pilling that this wasn't what I wanted. Life is too short for someone who has to be conditioned into wanting to simply spend time with me. I know, AWALT, I'm still working on red pill and the next woman will be the same if I don't change. There is a lot more that went into the decision, but I'm not going to waste time trying to convince people here who want to try to find every single fault.
I am doing ok. I don't really feel any more lonely than I did before the breakup. If anything I feel less lonely without the oppressive feeling of having to live with someone who doesn't seem to want me around. I am not planning on dating or hookups any time soon, but signed up for Tinder out of curiosity. Getting a shitload of matches from young and cute girls, more than I could possibly ever do anything with. My goal at this point is simply to push my comfort zone. I'm meeting a lady from tinder tonight for coffee just to chat and talk about traveling. Pretty nervous about that, but I glad I am, so I can get over the anxiety of these normal interactions that everyone else has been having their entire lives (but I haven't).
Not really looking for feedback, more just throwing this out there to show that ending it isn't the end of the world. It was definitely the hardest thing I've done in my entire life. I did the cliche thing of standing in front of my house's door with keys in hand, summoning the courage for a couple minutes to unlock the door and walk in. I sat in my car for about 30 minutes before then doing the same thing.
More than anything I feel a sense of relief. All of the expectations of me in that relationship are gone. No pressure to have kids before I want to, pressure to be a provider for a stay at home mom, pressure to live in a city I don't really want to be in doing a job I don't really want to do. It's really obvious to me now that this was the right decision.
Edit: thanks for the comments everyone. Really surprising how positive literally every one is so far. Meeting tinder lady went well. It wasn't romantic at all and I'm not really sure she had any expectations of it being romantic. But she was cute and the conversation was nice and she seemed open to meeting again at the end. I'll need to get over the really weird feeling of being affectionate towards near strangers.