Living a Lie is Lying to Your Fucking Self

Today my brother's fiancé left him. Just out of nowhere. He came home from work, all her shit was gone & her ring on the dresser.

Now, my brother and I are relatively close considering we just met two years ago for the first time. And believe me I am harnessing a strong desire to take a 2x4 to that scrunched up mug of hers.

I just don't know what happened because you never saw the fights or the hatred. You saw love and almost to an obnoxious degree. So she was clearly living a lie at some point.

Listen, relationships get rocky. They all have their shitty moments. But if you're genuinely unhappy with what you come home to, you're done. But the answer isn't giving your partner the proverbial finger and leaving without a word while they think everything is fucking peachy. The answer is to tell that person "Hey! I don't love you anymore!", "Hey! I'm leaving you!", "Hey! I'm leaving you for so-and-so!". Whatever the case may be. The situation is a million times easier for you if you just leave with nothing said. But the situation is a hundred billion times harder for the person you just left.

And if you're unhappy, just admit it. First to yourself and then to your partner. Don't be a coward ass little bitch and pretend you're happy.

Faking happiness does not make you happy.