When did you hit your lowest point with someone

That reminds me of an old Henny Youngman joke. I told my wife I want to be creamated. She made an appointment for next Tuesday

When he went on a drug induced drunkin bendar leaving me alone with our little girl. I said enough of this bs and left him. That was my low point! Never saw him again. That's how I took care of that!
Found out several years later that he died homeless on the streets. I saved me and my daughter from hell!

I'd been dating this girl and her ex got out of the army - she let him stay with her - in her bed - but "nothing was going to happen"

how did it end? Immediately

There are way too many instances of those to name just one, lol.

When he was screaming at me, accusing me of what he did. I was crying and begging him to listen and he kept talking over me. Then he told me he didn't want to be in a relationship and ignored me for days. Told me I was crazy and he'd be happy if I found someone else. Then another few days later he.was begging for me back. Telling me he is a monster but I make him want to be a better man. Shit I'd heard over and over...

At that moment I knew I wasn't in love with him, I was addicted to his scraps because he made me feel like nothing. He manipulated me into things I didn't want and when it came to what I needed he acted like a hug or a mature conversation was too much.

He had drained me of every shit I'd ever given about him and was mad I didn't continue to let him suck me dry.

I tried to steal their fried chicken and they beat me with a drumstick. 🍗

Last marriage it ended in divorce

I caught a very long time friend smoking crack in my bathroom, it ended bad for him. But I can say he stopped and we are back at being friends again

I was living with a woman in Reno back in 1999, she told me that I was to pay all of the rent, bills, and groceries so she could save up money to take a cruise ship to the Bahamas for xmas with her parents. I asked her how much would it cost on my part and she told me I wasn't going, so on my next day off she was working I washed all my clothes, packed up all my stuff, and moved into a weekly hotel. When I picked her up from work with her own car instead of driving back to the double wide, I parked at a casino curbside, told her I was leaving her, gave her the keys, went inside the casino, and weaved all around the slot and video poker machines, went upstairs to the second level, took the sky bridge to another casino, went down to the main level, went outside to the street, went into a different casino that was across from my own hotel, ate at the steakhouse to celebrate, then went to my hotel to rest before work the next day. A week later I was promoted to supervisor at the truck stop I was a cashier at the fuel desk at, with a hefty raise going with the promotion.