2 years ago I ended a 5 yr realtionship with a bit of a twat! He wasnt a particualrly nasty person, nothing intentional, he just didnt think, ever! He was alot younger than me, and immature i guess. For the first year he made my life hell. For some reason i battled constantly to make him care. Then the realtionship kind of drifted to a new level...I got on with my life, and didnt let him bother me, i was happy, kind of happy gettin on with things without him, but still in a relationship with him. I saw him when i felt like it, or when he felt like it and I agreed, and this went on for 4 further years. What a waste of 5 years I hear you say! but it wasnt. Im very independant, I live alone ( with my son) and have done for 14 years, and I love it, so i guess this suited me. I still had the independance of soing what I liked when I liked, but I also had someone there when I needed them. This guy that used to put everyone esle before me, treat me like shit, and hardly ever see me, turned into a clingy, obbsessive, who still, 2 years later confesses to be in love with me!! bloody typical! why is it you never get what you want until you dont want it anymore! Anyway, it all came to an end when he decided to put a brick through my kitchen window, in a drunk jealous rage, because I wouldnt let him in at 3am! I wouldnt have minded, but he proceeded to climb through the window and help himself to one of my cigarettes!!! oh the memories!!