Things with the Frenchman were getting serious. We were dating for 4 months and things were moving towards boyfriend/girlfriend calling. So I did the sensible thing. I broke up with him.
And I did it the shittiest way possible.
I feel like the total asshole I am. I’m a huge coward. But.
It’s hard for me to try and tell him he’s better off. That I was leaving, soon. That being with me was a recipe for a disaster and heart break. So I cut it off now to spare both of us. And our hearts.
Still sucks though.