I wish my ex was as reasonable as you are. I'm going through the same thing. I work for a ISP in the south.. the work load is unreasonable, the pressure and threats from management are constant, and the customers are nearly unbearable.

I had it all. A awesome, beautiful​ girlfriend, a luxury apartment, a fantastic dog 5hat was my best friend.. but I found it very difficult to enjoy because I couldn't let go of the stress from work. I mood after work was awful. The tension hung in the air like a lead balloon, and when it was too much to bare it it fell crashing to the ground taking with it all of my patience, happiness, and caused us to argue.

I spent 70 hours a week submitting and cowering to the powers that be at my job. When I came home and she would pressure me over something I felt that was unreasonable I would not back down. I refused to submit to her. The vast majority of the time everything was great... But when we argued, the situation would become toxic. Neither of us willing to give an inch.

On a day that was particularly shitty, I was in a hurry to get home so that we could go out to dinner with her family. I like e 20 minutes from work.. I get off @ 5, we needed to be there @ 6:30... A 15 minute drive. I came home to her in a particularly bad mood, out of the ordinary for her.

She's rushing me, almost taunting me to get ready faster. 5 minutes into getting ready she tells.me I'm no longer invited and leaves. She doesn't come home until 2am. Her friend is in tow. She proceeded to run interference on me and won't let me talk to her.

She comes home at 7am the next morning with​ her friend in tow once again. Standing at the front door to our home she spoke only three words to me.. I'm leaving you. I had all of my belongings out of the house in 2 1/2 hours. All over work stress.

Maybe she wanted to leave long before that. If so, I was oblivious. If you love him, try and support him. I'm in more phycological pain than I've ever been in. I feel betrayed. I feel responsible. I feel hopeless.

If you love him, try. I've got nothing left but a room at my parents home and a trash bag full of clothes. If his and your situation is anything like mine.. please be there for him. Because I have no one now and it sucks pretty fucking hard.