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Originally Posted by Bearcat
Yeah, we were really good friends for about a year before there was even a glimpse of bullshit, and for a while after that it was just moments here and there. That still left about 6 months of putting up with the real bipolar mind**** bullshit though. Once I started catching those glimpses, it was a weird spot to be in, because she would date pretty well-rounded guys (minus a toed-shoe wearing douchebag) who I kind of wanted to warn, yet it's not like it was any of my business. They learned for themselves though and moved on to marry other well-adjusted women.
I assume your friend had money?
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No, he was enlisted in the Navy, same as me. She definitely wasn't chasing cash.
The main reason I stayed with her as long as I did was financial. She had a good job for being 19, and was also extremely responsible and disciplined when it came to spending, which I was not. We were together when I got out of the Navy and moved into an apartment which I knew I could not afford to live in on my own. My first civilian job technically paid more than I had made as an E5, but to my horror I realized that I was actually bringing in slightly less money because a good chunk of my military pay hadn't been taxable (my first civilian paycheck was a serious WHO'S FICA? moment). After we split, my monthly bills added up to about $50 more than I made, not counting food and gas money.
On paper she was the perfect girlfriend. Pretty, smart, responsible, great cook, great in bed. I realized that. I tried so hard to tough it out, but there was just no way. The next few years were some seriously dark times for me, but at least I kept my sanity and pride and balls intact.