Unforeseen circumstances. Irreconcilable differences.
The polite ways to say shit has hit the fan.
Every time I have to use and see these words to describe my current situation, it feels true and false at the same time.
Were my circumstances really unforeseen? Or did I choose to ignore all of the red flags?
Are our differences truly irreconcilable? Or did we at some point replace the true and deep musings and conversations of our early relationship with discussions about daily schedules, meal planning, gymnastics and basketball sign ups and what we’d watch on Netflix?
I did not notice we had stopped talking until it was over.
I was indifferent to our circumstances. It was not intentional.
Marriage is whatever the people involved make it. Also, let the record show that I never met your ex.
That said, it really feels like in most (all?) genuine partnerships it’s incumbent on someone who isn’t happy to express this and suggest something that would help (such as professional counseling) — *before* it all hits the fan.
Please don’t blame yourself for missing what never should have been hidden.