Update: he was on the phone

I ubered home, thinking he is ded. I try to open the door but it was locked. My key didn't work, which meant he was home and had the bottom lock locked (can only be opened from inside). So I banged on the door like the police, and when he answered he's just standing there on the phone with his buddy. 🙄

I sobbed my eyes out. He really doesn't give a fuc/k about me AT ALL.

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Jacko1971 · 51-55, M

I knew a girl that worked nights in a care home. Her boyfriend was supposed to pick her up one morning but he had been drinking the night before and was not in a fit state to drive. She had to walk home for the best part of 2 hours in the summer heat. I couldn't imagine being in a relationship like that.