Sat him down, told him why I wanted our seven-year-old relationship to end. His infidelities, drug abuse, gambling addiction, narcissism, etc. He nodded and said ok. No arguments. I thought I was going to cry as a crybaby that I am but it seemed when I said I was tired of waiting for him to be a better man, I really was. Packed my bags, entered the kitchen, made wheat, ate, and left. C’est la vie.