Spent the day before thanksgiving prepping for a dinner for my boyfriend and some close friends. We’re talking grocery store madness, then home to chop, boil, baste, and mash. All by myself. I was about halfway done with the stuffing prep when I texted my bf and asked what time I should bring everything over to his place (where the dinner was to be held). He responded by acting surprised that I was planning on coming over and that he had tickets to a show that I was not invited to. I jokingly asked who the other girl was and he replied “a name is irrelevant.” Then he broke up with me over text message and spent thanksgiving with some other girl. We had been together for five years.