My boyfriend is pretty much the worst, so I’ve finally decided to break up with him. He’s arrogant, rude, and slightly insecure, which is a dangerous combination. I don’t feel good when I’m around him and our relationship has turned into something I don’t even recognize.
- He Makes Me Feel Insecure. He doesn’t call me names or make comments about my personality, but I kind of wish he did. It’s not that I want him to say something negative, I just want him to say SOMETHING, anything at all. He never calls me pretty or funny and he doesn’t act like I’m even remotely special. His lack of positive feedback — or ANY feedback — makes me feel incredibly insecure. I mean, is there anything about me he likes?
- He Doesn’t Value Sex Enough. Sex is important, and I want it to play a huge role in my relationship… which is why I can’t stand how uninterested my boyfriend seems in between the sheets. (No, he’s not gay — but then again, you never know for sure these days.) It’s not that he can’t perform — he can get it up, put it in, and finish. There’s just no excitement, no exploration. It’s the same old position with the same old grunts and the same old ending: me not experiencing the big “O.”
- He Never Asks About My Life. If he calls me (and that’s a big “if”), he only talks about himself — how busy his day was, how annoying his dad is, and how he can’t wait to go to bed. It takes about 30 minutes for him to recount the BS of his day, and by the time he’s done, he’s half asleep and too tired to hear about my life. Wow, okay.
- He’s Never Introduced Me To His Family. I know he HAS a family, but I’ve yet to meet them. Actually, I’ve met his brother, but that’s only because I was friends with him before I even knew my boyfriend. I’ve asked to meet his mom on numerous occasions and it’s never happened… even though she lives minutes away from his house. He claims to be a “private person.” Supposedly, he’s “never introduced a girlfriend to his family.” Sorry, but that’s not an excuse.
- He’s Never Taken Me Out On A Real Date. We only ever hang out at his place, and the night usually consists of take-out food and Netflix. We’re the epitome of “Netflix & Chill, ” except, we really watch Netflix and we really chill. There’s nothing wrong with a casual night in, but sometimes I’m in the mood for something a bit more romantic. Unfortunately, he never is.
- He Clearly Doesn’t Want Me Around His Friends. He hangs out with his friends all the time, but he’s never once asked me to go out with them. Seriously. He’ll text me saying, “I’m going to (insert douchey club name here) I’ll call you later.” WTF? Where’s my invite? I’m not saying I want to crash his guy time, but if he’s going out with a group of people (girls and guys), I’d like to be included on the guest list. Is that too much to ask?
- He Hates My Friends. Speaking of friends, he hates mine. I think it’s because they hate him. It’s not because they’re bitches or don’t think anyone is good enough for me, either — they actually WANTED to like him but he’s just that much of a jerk. My besties are constantly serving my boyfriend major side eye and it’s because they truly believe he sucks and that I can find better — I’m starting to agree.
- He Constantly Disappoints Me. Maybe it’s my own fault, but sometimes I believe the words he says to me. Like when he told me he was going to take me out last Friday night, I actually took the time to pick out something cute to wear… only to receive a text (10 minutes prior to his stated arrival time) saying, “Something came up.” I can’t say I was surprised, but I was disappointed.
- He Only Shows Emotion When He’s Drunk. He was drunk the first time he told me he loved me… and the second time… and the third. Come to think of it, he’s never expressed his feelings sober. I know they say “drunk words equal sober thoughts,” but c’mon — a guy should be able to express himself when he’s not inebriated.
- I’m Embarrassed by Him. Truly, I am. I’m embarrassed to say I’m dating someone who doesn’t return my texts, call me back, or do anything as nice as my friends’ boyfriends. But more importantly, I’m embarrassed to be dating someone who so clearly thinks of me as “the lesser.” He treats me like an option, and I hate that I’m with someone like that. Well, not anymore — I’m done.
