What a Shitty Way of Ending a Relationship

I had a girlfriend who went to an out of state college after we had been dating for almost eight months. We had known each other for a year before we started the relationship. I had already been in college for two years but dropped out a year before she began. I asked her if she wanted to end things when she left, but she said no. During her first year away, I visited her every month, and she even convinced me to restart my education at her college.

I applied, got accepted, and was set to start in September. At the end of her semester, we found an apartment together for the new school year. I paid the first month’s rent and the deposit for both of us.

That summer was great, we spent time together and talked about our future living together while attending school.

When September came, we packed and prepared to move. Out of nowhere, she called me from our apartment, saying she had arrived early to get it ready.

Two days later, I arrived to find the locks changed. She came to the door wearing another man’s shirt and handed me an envelope with the money I had paid for rent and deposit. She told me it was time to break up.

Inside, a shirtless man sat drinking beer and watching TV. My first reaction was rage, I wanted to lash out, but growing up in a rough neighborhood taught me that violence would not fix anything.

Now I was in a new city on the first day of school with nowhere to stay. I found a last minute spot in an expensive dorm across the street. I stayed there for a year and never saw her again.