When did you realize that he or she was not the one?

I usually don't mind age gaps like five to ten years. We'd been dating for about two months,

and I all of a sudden realized just how different we were. We did enjoy our company together,

but every time we were out with her friends, I felt like I was back in my early 20s,

and every time we went out with my friends, she found it dull and boring. It just didn't

work out, and we both kind of agreed that this wouldn't work in the long run. So we left as friends.

I think that was more of a personality thing, not the age difference. I'm 14 years younger than my

husband. He's 41, I'm 27. We got married when we were 36 and 22. We both have similar personalities and don't care for the going out scene. His mother is in her early 60s and she does like it. Everything I thought I knew about him was a lie. For example, he was fired from McDonald's for peeing in the parking lot in front of customers. He told me he quit. Of course I quit. I eventually stopped peeing. I couldn't pee

forever. My bladder is only so big. Honey, where are you going? Honey! When I became more in love

with my memories of her than the person standing in front of me. Holy crap. Thanks. I just got

out of a pretty bad relationship. She completely changed from the time that I met her until now. The only thing that kept me going was the image of the girl that I fell in love

with. When she tried to shoot me with a crossbow, she was a diagnosed sociopath schizophrenic.

We were playfighting and she escalated it by grabbing her bow staff. I grabbed an empty blow dart

gun, she knew it was empty, and there was a standoff.

She went to the bathroom where I kept my crossbow and started loading it. I was telling her it was

no longer funny and this was going too far. She kept loading it, started to aim and pulled the trigger.

The bolt flew past my left side and stuck in the wall. A major fight ensued. My friend was in the other room. All she heard was

thunk. Did you seriously try to freaking shoot me? So my question about your story is, why do you have

so many weapons lying around? When he didn't want to come and see me, and I had to spend five

hours in a train every weekend to come and see him. He had the economic

possibility to do it, but couldn't be bothered. This worries me. I'm long distance right now,

and I'm the one that travels every single time. She came once over Valentine's Day weekend,

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