I joined an illicit fuck buddy encounters site last year.
I had several contacts with some very interesting men who were interested in the same things as me. The fact that he lived in another country really made the attraction more exciting.
But if you asked her, I was the mad scientist responsible for our “high” utility bills, frying the electrodes in our apartment walls with my incessant electricity usage and burning down the house with gas-guzzling cooking experiments.
When she complained that our shared electric and gas bills were too high, I wound up having to pay for most of them myself.
As comical as it is now, in that “one-day-we’ll-laugh-about-this” kind of way, the bottom line is that we were incompatible.
I had gone from having a great girlfriend I really liked to being stuck with the worst roommate imaginable!
Six months into a bad move-in with a significant other, and even the best of intentions will feel like the worst of decisions.
Small idiosyncrasies overlooked in the beginning can become the large reasons later on that lead to your relationship’s demise.
Take my last live-in girlfriend’s dirty dishes, for instance—they tortured me.
They clogged the sink for days until they formed a rickety, rotting pinnacle that preyed upon my most deep-seated Freudian fears.
But fast forward a couple of timidly approached relationships, and I’m back in the move-in saddle once again. No, Since most relationship strife is caused by two incompatible people who should have run away screaming from one another right from the start, knowing that you are compatible is absolutely essential.