irl friends sit this one out
I think the real sign it's over - among many - is that the sympathy is fading. I've caught myself thinking "I don't give a shit about your stupid ongoing problems" and I think it's mutual, at least based on how dismissive he is of my food issues (which living with him has exacerbated). It's not healthy.
I just don't know what I have left if I leave. I'd have to rebuild my entire IRL social life from the ground up, pretty much. And that just isolates me further into work, which is already threatening to become an unhealthy codependency situation (ah, nonprofits).
Also it's stupid but uhhhhh the budget downgrade from not living with a software dev would be real annoying, the apartments that don't gross me out cost more than I should reasonably spend :/
uggghhh. Staying feels like self-sabotage, but so does going.






















