We dated for about 3 years. I really loved him for a long time, but eventually we just grew apart. I mean, it happens but he didn’t seem to really get it. We were living together for the last year of our relationship and when we broke up, he decided to move out, which made sense as it was originally my house. He asked if he could come and get his stuff at a time that I wouldn’t be there. He said it was too painful to see me, so I agreed and went along with it. Later that evening, I came home and he’d turned EVERYTHING in my house upsidedown. The bed, the dresser, the saucepans, all my picture frames, the sofas, the chairs…it was really, really weird. I think it was some sort of revenge statement but what the hell?? What a crazy thing to do. Anyway, my girls came round with some wine and we had a good laugh while we put everything back to normal.
