Yes, I agree in taking a lighter approach. I ended it a couple of weeks ago now. I stood back and watched him it made me laugh - 1. because I could see what he was doing and 2. Through finally laughing I was able to get shot of him.
This was the last act, I find it hilarious and hope you do too.
We went off for the weekend to see if we could maybe get back on some sort of even keel. Things had been shite for the past 6 months.
On the way home in the car after being woken very badly by him - stomping around, turning the telly on practically shining a light in my eyes he should have just waterboarded me and be done with it
I had decided enough was enough and told him that I needed a break so wanted my keys back and for him to get his stuff out of my house.
He told me that he couldn't collect stuff now but tomorrow. I said um no, I would pack it all up and he was to come and collect later.
Anyway, got indoors and he asked for a cup of tea before he left, I couldn't quite get my head round this so automatically made one (thinking he'd take it with him in the cab like he usually does). He then proceeded to sit down and read the paper - what the f...ing hell was he doing? I had to tell him that he needed to bloody vacate!
During our time together - roughly 2 years, he was the grumpiest person I had ever met.
He said rather hurtful things to me and always passed them off as a "joke"
If I bought him a little pressie, he never said thanks, he criticised it.
He'd pick, pick, pick away with his negative comments until I got cross, leave and not speak to me for a couple of days and blame me for my anger.
If after having an arguement he dutifully bought me flowers they were always the one's he knew i didnt like.
I actually ended up on AD's thinking it was me!
And do you know what, I know it wasn't but blimey, I'm still questioning and blaming myself tonnes!