Heywhaddyaknow

You know what else?  I broke up with Alistair once, to see what he'd say.  He didn't argue with me, he didn't tell me I was wrong, he didn't try to fuck me into staying.  He didn't keep texting me over and over, after I'd asked him to stop, tell me that it was my fault for having impossible expectations, and then try again in a few weeks, as if nothing had ever happened.  He didn't treat it like a joke, and assume that "no" is a funny codeword for "yes." Alistair took me at my word, believed that I knew what I wanted and meant what I said.  If only life worked that way...