The thing that makes us fight is his constantly pushing me to have an open relationship, sex, sex, sex, but never ever being able to match it with "I want to do this positive thing together, what can we do to achieve this?" There is no balance, no building each other up, no helping each other achieve dreams. Three years of constant stress, disgust, worry, sadness, misery, you name it.

I DO want monogomy and commitment, I don't want to chase after hollow desires that lead to depression, low self-esteem, and health problems. I'm not so old fashioned as to think monogomy is all important morally, but in this crazy world I know my priorities; I want love and stability over sex and self destruction. Am I a completely novel 24 year old or what? Don't guys like me EXIST???

Well, my constant worry over him wanting an open relationship but me not being able to accept it has finally driven us apart. It's over, and I burned all my bridges looong ago. I'll be going to stay at the Salvation Army shelter. I hope to talk to all of you again someday, hopefully from a much happier place!