When was your last straw?
I don’t know when my last straw was.
I think the downward spiral started the day my bag got stolen. We had gone out and I’d (STUPIDLY!!!!) left my bag in his car.
2 hours later, I returned to find that someone had broken into the car and my bag was stolen. In it was m wallet which meant all my identification cards. ALL my credit cards. ALL my loyalty cards. My money. EVERYTHING, even my HOUSE KEYS and MOBILE PHONE!
I wasn’t quite sure how to react. I did not blow up because I realise that I was being stupid. But I think thats when the downward spiral began.
I had to replace all my cards and identifications. Did he help? No.
DId he stay with me through the stress of waiting at a government department? No.
What did he do? Offer to replace my money and offer monetary compensation. That was it.
I had no moral support. HE did not take leave to stay with me. He did not offer to help chauffeur me around the various government departments. Instead someone else did it.
Was that the last straw? I think it was because whatever happened next sealed the fate.