I was becoming bored by him. If I had continued in the relationship we were headed for marriage/kids, and I felt the life I’d then have with him would be a very suburban, boring one, with his tedious family. They were all kind and friendly but it was like my world was shrinking.
I was starting to find him unattractive and his body odour, taste etc was almost repellant and I had this strange feeling that we were therefore genetically incompatible and were not going to have healthy kids (weird one I know, but I think there is actually evidence that shows that there’s truth in this).
Friends and family asked gentle questions / made subtle comments that indicated that they thought I was out of his league (horrible I know, but I think they saw him as considerably less attractive than me, not very equally matched).
I had my head turned by someone… who is now my husband. Being so attracted to someone else made me realise that I needed to leave.
He was a lovely man, kind, secure and intelligent, and I broke his heart. But it was the right thing to do.