This is it. She left. Packed her shit and left in the middle of the night while I was at work. It had been going down hill for a while, she’s wanted this massive Europe trip for 3 years, she wanted to go for 2 months around 8 countries. I wanted to save for a house, I found out she had been saving for both and was going anyway.

She told me she was planning the last minute bits, I lost my cool, she’s supposed to leave in 4 weeks apparently. How was I supposed to be ok with her leaving to galavant all over the world for fucking 60 days. She had extra saved and was willing to pay half for me to come on this trip, I can’t take that long off work. I told her it was us or the trip, she cried.

She was supposed to pick me up from work at 5am since my truck is in the shop, she never showed and I couldn’t get ahold of her.

A ride from a co worker and an hour later I come back to the apartment and all of her shit is gone and keys slipped under the door. She left the Xbox controller I bought, the ps4 controller I bought, and the games but all the rest is gone bc it was fucking hers. The AppleTVs are gone, the fucking sheets are gone. Pots, pans, plates, I don’t think I ever thought about the things she brought, to replace old and broken items I had.

5 years of living together, 7 years of being in a relationship all gone.

I have really no choice but to go my own way now.