To ask what the final straw was for you?

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Aibu to ask what finally ended your relationship with your partner?

My DP is behaving, frankly, like a total cunt and the toxic atmosphere at home is unbearable. We literally can’t be in the same room & hold a civilised conversation and I am SO tired and worn out. I feel like the joy has been sucked from my life.

What ended it for you?

When he kicked the cat.

Are you making plans to go?

I want him to go to be honest!

Have you told him?

For me, the final straw was him saying I wasn't going to a party I'd already decided I didn't want to go to...This was after his physical abuse, financial abuse, sexual assault, grinding my self esteem into the floor, cheating on me and so on.. It being that straw seems ridiculous in some ways, a pointless hill to die on after all that, but I think sometimes it's the smallest, tiniest thing opens your eyes to what the fuck is going on and makes you realise its all wrong and life's too bloody short.

When I met a man who was kind, thoughtful and could laugh at himself. I ended my relationship soon afterward. Lovely kind man is now DH

When he came home with half a face of make up imprinted on his shirt, "he was just saying goodbye to a friend" and of course I was paranoid and crazy!

He repeatedly told me our child wasn't his during our pregnancy and accused me of cheating which was false. He has never met her or seen other child together since.
I am engaged to a new partner now and we have a baby together. Ex got in touch and started arguing again on text about how I had cheated through our relationship, again false. I just blocked and eliminated him from my life.

A bar of Galaxy.
After nearly 8 years I had never eaten it as I find it yuck, one day exh came home with a HUGE bar, I reminded him I didn't like it, I know, he said, but I thought you might have fancied some.
I knew he never had and never would listen to me and I was wasting my life. It really was the straw that broke me.
Obviously massive back story but the final thing.

I found out he was an autogynephile. He now lives in Thailand.

Once I realised that he only cared about me in relation to him.

My DH was abusive in many ways and did horrible things to me. For all that, the final straw was something fairly minor. It was when he rang me up during the day to rant and scream at me because DSs nursery had made an administrative error and overcharged us by £20. I remember holding the phone away from my ear and suddenly realising that I wasn’t prepared to put up with this shit for the next 30 years.

When he yelled at me to "shut that little bitch up" about our crying 8 month old daughter.

I'd put up with a fair bit for myself but that tore it. I had to get her away.

When he was propped up on the bed watching a DVD to get away from the kids. He was eating whelks and dropping them down his front.

When I went bed that night there were slimy whelks in the bed.

That was the straw that broke the camels back

When he moaned about dropping me at the hospital to see my aunt who was dying because he wouldn't get a parking space when home

When he ripped the phone out of the wall and said he was going to burn the house down with us both it shortly after he'd had me up against the wall with his hand round my throat.
That and when he raped me.

both being me and baby son.

When I paid for the family to go to Disneyland Paris (him, me and 2xdd) and he spent 4 days looking miserable, didn’t want to see the fireworks because they were on too late and didn’t want to get up early because he was on holiday!

FFS!

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When I was rushed off my feet cleaning the house and asked if he was going to help. He said "No I have no investment in this place" despite living here with his wife of 28 years and his children That was the end for me and now I live here quite happily with the dc and he lives miserably elsewhere.
I've no idea why that one incident was the straw that broke the camel's back.

When he refused to ‘waste a days holiday’ To come to hospital with me or visit me when I woke up when I was having an operation and then after getting a taxi home I spent all evening alone as he was at a friends bbq and doing lifts for all his drunk mates. Meanwhile I was looking after baby DS 5 hours after waking from a general anesthetic, alone.

Turns out the mates he was doing lifts for included the OW

When he’d battered the shit out of me (again) and my Dad came to the hospital and broke his heart crying when he saw what the evil cunt had done to me.

Me, Dad and the nurse sat on the bed crying together and I knew I could never go back. So I didn’t, All I had were the clothes I stood up in, Dad and his brother went to the flat to get my things and then Dad spent 2 years putting me back together again.

Now happily married to the most amazing man for 13 years and Mum to DS11 and never been happier.

When I realised we hadn’t had any sexual contact in over a year. Not even a kiss.
And when I realised he hadn’t done a single chore for that amount of time either. He just left everything up to me and was completely selfish.

He said to me "who do you think you are, you are not the type of person to go to Paris for the weekend so don't get ideas above your station like your friends"

My Family had lived in Paris for years and was really well travelled and I just thought I am not doing another day.

There was loads leading up to it and he continues to be an utterly miserable joyless vile cunt!

Oh yes and the thought of kissing him turned my stomach.

It wasn’t particularly dramatic, but we were sitting in the pub and he was telling a story and I suddenly realised I wasn’t in love with him anymore. I loved him, and I cared for him, but I had no romantic feelings or sexual attraction to him whatsoever.
It was quite sad as it just sort of crept up on me, he was very upset when i broke it off but a few months later said he knew it was over too - so I’m glad I did it.