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Am I the Arsaw Here? Subreddit from Conscious League 5661. And it says, am I the arsol here?

For moving out of mine and my now ex-boyfriend's apartment without reminding him that our leases up

on the 31st. My ex-boyfriend, 30 male and I-29 female, had been together for almost eight years, living

together for five.

We were initially child free by choice because we quite liked having a ton of disposable

income and being able to go on spontaneous trips, and didn't want to ruin that. A little over a year ago,

one of our best couple friends got pregnant, and I think he started to change his mind about the

child-free lifestyle. We spoke about it, and he assured me that he hadn't changed his mind,

but I had a bit of a gut feeling. The baby was born in July, and while we both have

been involved in the necessary village-like activities of having close friends that are new

parents, I sensed him sort of pulling away from me, texting less and less throughout the day,

missing at least one of our bi-weekly date nights per week. Once more, I tried to have a conversation with him, and explained in pretty uncertain terms

that I was not going to change my mind about being child-free, and advised him that if he was

heading in that direction, he needed to tell me now, to avoid miscommunications and a messy

breakup later.

He said he had been thinking about

talking to me about adoption later on down the line. We spoke about it briefly, but once my mind is

made up, it's very hard to change. He had a few business trips lined up in October, so we decided

to use that time to take a break, determine if we were still aligned, and

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