Just for kicks, a list. Because in fun conversations lately I have made an accidental collection of stories about why people end romantic relationships. I use the word romantic pretty generically here, most notably because at least three of the reasons below were offered by junior high students. I kid you not. Stop preaching to me about how I too had junior high romances; that was different. These kids are babies! I was practically an adult back then. Right, Mom? Mom?
- He smelled too much like soap.
- She was selfish. (This one was funny to me because of the ages of the kids involved. Aren’t all kids selfish?)
- I woke up bored, and I’m pretty sure he has nothing to talk about either. So I proactively called and broke up so I could get on with my day.
- I was tired of getting in trouble with my parents over him. Not worth it. (Wow, how often does THAT actually happen?)
- He came to see me at work and it really hurt my feelings. (Really?)
- She expected me to let her cows graze on my pasture, no questions asked.
- She was, like, soooo immature. And Facebook is nooo place for immaturity.
- She was a liberal.
- She was pretty and a Pom girl but I couldn’t stand her personality.
- He couldn’t give up meat.
- I finally got to ride in her Dad’s exotic sports car, which is the only reason I liked her in the first place. (Obviously this poor girl gave the milk away for free.)
People are funny. My gorgeous and charming cousin (Hi Jen!) summed it up perfectly: “If it’s not there, it’s not there.” Yes, at some point the reason doesn’t really matter.
Conversely, if it is there, the reasons may still be elusive to the point of making the people in love seem a bit wacky. There is no accounting for either taste or love.
What are some reasons you’ve ended a relationship?
What crazy Seinfeld-esque stories are you willing to share?