these signs that announce the end
It’s not always easy to admit that you’ve been around a relationship. However, the signs do not deceive. Small inventory of evidence that announces that we are fed up.
What are the warning signs that we have taken the tour of our relationship? How do we know that we are starting to want to escape our daily lives and detach ourselves from Jean-Yves, this man with whom we have been sharing our lives for many months? Clues.
I hide things from him
There are small insignificant, banal and occasional secretions. Not telling him that we bought fifteen black sweaters or that we ate three breakfasts, that happens. We do not want to hear that we are spending too much, or even that we are eating more than we can. What alarms is the need to hide everything, not to share his daily life with him. We don’t want to tell him that we bought fifteen sweaters, but we don’t want him to know that we asked for a raise, that we surfed for three hours dreaming of a vacation in Portugal (with who by the way?), that we saw Salomé and then Myrtille, because all that concerns us. This desire to keep everything for oneself, to properly redraw the contours of our life by moving our man away, is symptomatic of a desire to flee.
I don’t want him anymore
Not having sex anymore is not necessarily an alarming sign of the end of a story. What is even more important is the non-desire of the other. Because if, depending on the period, we share more or less sex, feel a no desire, even a disgust (yes, sometimes some girls no longer want to be approached at all by the one who occupies their bed), it is more complicated . Especially if you have the feeling that you have a libido that is always on top for other boys. Faced with this work colleague or even this bus driver, our body wakes up. So why not face Jean-Yves? A desire for something else.
I avoid it (and dream elsewhere)
He comes home at 7pm from work so we don’t know why, but we won’t be back until 8pm, just to breathe. Breathe what? The air of his office a little longer, with the somewhat crazy hope that our colleagues will come up with a after work to end the day in style and in pints. Finally, the further away one is from Jean-Yves, the better one feels. Like who lives again, reorganizes his time, takes advantage of others, bars, new sensations, already known but disappeared when we settled down. What’s going on ? The desire to escape his daily life, to start all over again, in other habits.
He disgusts me
Jean-Yves, he always made noise while eating, but this time, we can’t, really anymore. Even when he announces that he is going to the bathroom, we have a feeling of disgust that seizes us. Everything he does is almost dirty. This little hug that he initiates, too. We reject it. Everything rejects us. And this proves one thing: our brains, in full flight, find us more and more good reasons to escape. Like a kick to the buttocks to go faster.
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He makes me sad
As soon as he begins to make good, we don’t care, so we feel sorry, because there was a time, we found him cute Jean-Yves when he went to order sushi downstairs to brighten up our Friday evenings. Also when he came to pick us up at work or he ran a bath for us because we had whispered « back pain ». Now, we are indifferent, and we find it sad not to feel love anymore in the face of so much attention. So we feel sorry (because we still feel things, anyway). We even feel guilty. To no longer appreciate what was so appreciable, to see the other bend over backwards when we went around being … the two of us.
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