THERE are a few particularly heavy moments of realisation that are unavoidable during any serious relationship. Some are happy realisations, like realising you really love someone, or realising there’s no one else you’d rather spend your life with.
Others are not so happy, like realising you love someone, but aren’t in love with them anymore, or realising that despite what you once thought, this person is not “the one” for you.
The comments from this recent Reddit thread about the moment people realised their significant other was not “the one” unfortunately fall into the latter category. And although they may not be happy moments, they are important realisations that allowed someone to move on to find happiness for themselves rather than forcing something that didn’t work. Read on . . .
“The day my dad sat me down and said “I know you’re an adult. I don’t want to tell you how to live your life. But I think this girl is manipulative, controlling and insanely jealous.”
It was that night. I actually got pis..d off at my dad and blew him off. Then I was sitting at home a few hours later and started thinking about examples my dad had brought up. And I had a moment like in The Usual Suspects when the detective realises he’s been hornswoggled. I sat there and was just like “Son of a ***!”
“I’d been dating a girl for six months. We went to a wedding, and at the reception I got to meet all her old friends. Really nice people. One of them was talking about what a wonderful person my ex was and how lucky they all were to be her friends. Of course, the expected thing in this situation is to enthusiastically agree. In my mind, my gut reaction was, “Yeah, she is alright.”
I really did sincerely like her, but I wasn’t wild about her. Of course, that’s not what I said, and I acted much more enthusiastic than that, but that was the moment I realised this wasn’t headed towards being a real, serious relationship.”
“She had set up a fake MySpace account posing as another girl and attempting to get me to cheat. We had been together for six months and were still in the “honeymoon” phase. Sex all the time, no arguments, and you’re already pulling out the psycho shit? No, thanks.”
“Going to bed next to them the furthest I could and hoping they wouldn’t touch me with a single finger.”
“Yeah, exactly this. She was still in college, I was fresh out and starting my career. I’d try to talk to her about work, or a promotion, or a business trip. Not an overwhelming amount, just if it was something I wanted to talk about. When I was done she’d smile and that’s it. Then she’d go on and on about her friend’s outfit today, or something a friend said about another friend, gossip, etc. I’d engage and ask follow-ups and stuff. She never did.
It was never malicious, we were just in two different places and she wasn’t overly into my side of the relationship. She was young. There was an age difference. For a while I swore off opening up about things going on in my life, figured they were too boring or not worth the effort to talk about. But now I have met the one, and years later, she’s still the person I talk to first about anything.’’
— Askmen.com