Small world. I was born in Youngstown. :thumbsup
It's a shithole.

The only thing that keeps me in this area is my family. On the real, the suggestion that I run is not one that is new, nor one I haven't mulled over countless times while laying awake at night.

My family is very important to me.

Mom and dad are getting old. I almost piss myself when I imagine dad shoveling snow by himself.. I'm not involved in any of the dumbshit here, don't want to be.

Rock and a hard place... and you'll find me in between.

Glad to meet you, Jeff.

Hey, Zuzana.

I do thank you for that, but I have to take a moment to congratulate you. You were hot shit when I left, and I'm happy to see that you remain the hottest shit on the block now that I've returned.

Great job. Keep on keeping on.

That is the very last thing he needs to do.

They got this far without lawyers, they don't need them now.

It is up to him to know what he should do.

If he misses the girl and has love left or interest in seeing if a relationship compromise can be reached somehow he gets a truck and drives it over there for her. Often when one party (normally the woman) walks out the door they deliberately leave something unresolved or to go back for as a hook to re-opening whatever was the issue when the other party doesn't follow the script and chase after them.

If on the other hand, he doesn't care about getting back with her somehow, then he should get a cost estimate for shipping the stuff and either send it or tell her how much it will be depending on whatever he believes is the right thing to do based on everything that he knows that we don't about each party's circumstances and their relationship.

:2 cents: though I believe worth at least :2 cents: :2 cents:

Life doesnt have to be this complicated. Fuck her shit, craigslist it and tell her to get fucked.

She'll be pissed for a short while but she'll gain respect for you. Then tell her to fuck off again.

I did not even read the entire post and came to that conclusion . . . if his facts are accurate.

My facts are, Baddog.
I'm being 100% real, 100% truthful.
I let the best part of my life walk away.

She left me with this shit.

I'm busy worrying about it. I shouldn't.

This shit is worthless.

Everyone knows it.

I know it.

She knows it too, and that's why it's here.

I'm working very hard to deny that I fucked myself out of perfection.

I fucked myself, and I fucked her.

My responsibility was to protect her under any circumstance, and to assure that no matter what came of tomorrow, I was going to handle it.

I can see it clearer than I care to admit.

I failed.

This is all my fault.

None of this shit matters. :2 cents:

I have a good friend that's going thru something very similar right now. Where is it written that the male in a relationship should ignore his own family at the expense of making sure his wife's family is happy? Why does a woman's family have priority for every holiday or special occasion?

Why didn't your girlfriend stay in Ohio where your parents are? Why didn't she move her mother up to Ohio? Your girlfriend put you into a situation where you aren't supposed to care for your parents but she can for hers?

Let her go. Don't look back.


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I love her. Genuinely, I would walk in front of bullets for her.
Even when she makes a decision that I disagree with... still love her, that's all that matters.
We shared two beautiful years together. At the end of it all, I can look back on two beautiful years, and I wouldn't want to look back on anything other than those years and what we shared. I'm grateful.
Every single thing left here that can be attributed to her will hit the mail this week, and with all my love.
Not because I'm a bitch or have no balls, but because that's just what the situation deserves.
She made me better than I ever was, and I owe her that much.
I wish her and her family all the best, and I'm always going to have a soft spot in my heart for her.
But now, I have to move on. For me.
Moving on, not looking back. If I do, it'll be with fondness.

The sun will shine again soon.

How old are you?

Serious question and yeah it could matter.

50 GFY Soap Operas!

I'm 35, she's 33. Both musicians, both toured, both published, and both avid dreamers.


No shit. :1orglaugh

The day I fail to find humor in a situation is a day I wish to not see.

Thanks for the kind words and good luck in moving forward :) :thumbsup

Pack a U-haul truck, get your ass over there, get laid one last time and drive back like a proud man-beast, chest foreward and fistpumping while blasting "Miley Cyrus - Wreckingball" on the radio.

Well, you are both old enough to know better . . . good luck. Just know that most likely, later in life, some other chick will fuck you up worse.

this is a good start to an idea.

after understanding better the dysfuntional nature of this relationship, op should fly there, claim the bag that had her shit in it got lost and while the airlines is looking for it fuck her accidently in the ass and when finishing up wipe the mess off on her teddy bear while telling her there was no fucking bag with her shit in it. - adios.

:)

Once she leaves, what she left behind... Is yours.

You just finished saying she's heartless, callous and manipulative.

Stop being a little crybaby and get over her. Find someone else worth your attention.

Nice to meet you as well. Where did you go to highschool at? me:boardman and im probably a year older than you 36.

That's a really expensive lay.

it's not a lay, it's checkmate in the silly game they're playing.


btw, it's an absurd metaphorical ending for that silliness mostly, especially since i'm guessing she has a teddy bear.

Yup. I schooled in Liberty and finished at YSU. Small world.

It'll cost less than shipping. :1orglaugh

And I have to say, the relationship itself wasn't dysfunctional, but outside of it I am.

I don't remember the last time I was sober with the exception of waking up, but even then I'm still in the bag most of the time. :warning I'm trying to fuck vegans... if there ever was a red flag that I need to cool my shit, that's it right there.

I'll get my shit together soon enough. Likely hitting a party this evening and trying to fuck anything without a dick. You know, responsibly handling my adult emotions like a fucking child. :1orglaugh

Happy new year.:thumbsup