Hey, hey Waffle, gang. I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories, maybe mixed with some Am I the Asshole as well?

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Let's crack on with today's first story.

Now today's first story comes from a throw away account titled me 22 male with my ex 23 female.

For eight and a half years, she left and came back. We started dating in eighth grade. We went to

high school and college together and dated the entire time.

We graduated college this summer.

After college, she got into grad school in our hometown, six hours away from our college

town and I have already accepted a job in our college town.

We agree that I will move to our hometown in one year, put in a work transfer so we can live together

during her second and final year of grad school. She stays with her family for the summer

before grad school starts, this past June to September. And so during this time, we are long

distance. She becomes noticeably irritable and distant. She comes to visit me in our college town where I have been working after a couple of

months and says we should take a break while she goes to grad school.

I fall apart crying and she changes her mind.

A couple of weeks later she starts texting me saying she doesn't feel like talking to me

anymore and that she loves me but isn't in love

with me. This is all through a text message. I asked a call and she allows me to, a few hours

later. I told her it would hurt me too much to ever speak to her again and I forgive her and say a final

goodbye. I fell apart, of course. I miss work for a week,

I'm completely unstable for over a month.

I don't eat or sleep really at all.

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