My ex kept telling me I had to leave the apartment to her, no matter we weren't married.

As they say, greedy ex- That’s why she’s old because she’s greedy. And if no joke, then excessive foul play does not paint either a man or a woman. Especially if they are in a family relationship. It doesn't matter if it's stamped or not.



Our young reader is facing a similar problem. He seems to have a strong desire to share this with the public. Maybe some of the emotions are still there. Well, we have no right to refuse such an impulse. In addition, we think it will be more than useful for those young people who are just getting used to independent adulthood. You can learn from someone else's example.

In general, I had one story. I think you'll be interested.

I'm a novice programmer myself, just finished profile courses. Before that I went to the institute, but since it was young, I frankly did not go to couples very often. They're teachers, not teachers. Nobody cares if you want to study or not. You pair up or work. Or maybe you're just lying at home playing toys.



Accordingly, I was not very worried about this. My parents booked me a one-bedroom apartment and came on average once a month. I didn’t feel any more control. So, you know, my studies didn't go well. Of course I tried to pull. And understanding computer languages now pays very well. But there were more interesting things.

When I almost flew out in the fourth year for the second time, I pulled myself together and sat down to study. Thanks to my classmate. I helped him with some problems, and he spent his time teaching him how to code. After graduating from the Institute, I realized that, in fact, I have no knowledge. I can only dream of a high-paying job.

I had to look for a part-time job and understand everything thoroughly. Around the same time, I met a girl. I fell in love right away. A little about her: beautiful, slim, tall. I finished teaching, but I also knew I had to move in another direction. The money borrowed from his parents went to design courses. Well, not bad either.



And we stayed with me. During the day I worked, and in the evening I came and sat at my laptop until the night. Julia was also at work during the day and went to school twice a week. The rest of the time, she stayed with me. I did some cleaning. Sometimes I cooked. But most of the time I made dinner. I liked her, and I knew she was an only child. You know, they get spoiled a lot.

Julia sat a lot on social networks, was interested in repairs, cosmetics, all sorts of nonsense, which is abundant in the Internet. At first, I didn't care much. But once again you come tired and hungry from work, and for dinner figa – her phone wanted to break on the table.

By the way, all the financial expenses were behind me. I'm a man. On the other hand, my parents had the same situation, so I didn't really complain. A couple of months later, Julia said that she was not comfortable in my den. And we need to make repairs. Drag old cabinets around the corners of the room (I do), and she will repaint them (of course, paint, varnish and everything else on me).



Said, done. It's not much cozy, but Instagram tips can't be bad. I thought she'd calm down. But then she wanted to rest. No one paid attention to my excuses about lack of time and money. By the way, Julia’s courses have already ended, but she did not want to look for a normal job.

I will not bother you with waiting in vain: I took a week off and we flew to another country. Thanks to my friends who borrowed money. A couple of weeks passed quietly and the girl again combed. She wanted to spend the New Year holidays in a very expensive hotel. At the time, any hotel was expensive. I couldn't stand it.

There was a scandal, things were flying around the apartment. Screaming, raving. Even neighbors knocked on the battery. And at some point I realized that it was much easier for me to be alone. Why save a union that pulls all the juices out of you, both morally and physically? Drop by drop, lose your nerves. But on the other hand, love also gradually disappears. I thought about it and realized it was empty.



He offered to break up. For the first time in our lives together. I thought it would be like a bomb. But I don't think so. Julia sat down on the chair, paused and looked me straight in the eye. All right. So be it, if that's what you want. Tonight, pack your bags and get out. I don't want to be in the same apartment with you anymore.

I even had a lump in my throat from such impudence. Why should I leave someone my own house, we are not even registered? Because. You know what my situation is. And how a real man should leave. Did I waste so much time cleaning and cooking? I made a reshuffle here that at least I am not ashamed to go to the door!

Then I turned to obscene language and threw her out the door. I just called a taxi and I don’t know why. Since she never lets go of her phone for a second, she could have done it herself. My ex and I never spoke again. We didn't meet or call. It was unusual at first. But then I realized that I had a lot more time for my own business. Like money, actually.



My homeschooling ended and I got a job at the firm. So far, I'm moving in that direction. I learned from friends that the former never used her knowledge from the courses and continues to do what she did. Consider it a thousand dollars to hell. But I'm sure she'll find someone. They have too much external data.

Now I live alone, but I have a girlfriend. We don't see each other as often as we'd like. But I'm comfortable, personally. Even if we agree, the first month I will say that the apartment is rented. I plan to give everything up to a penny, but I need to check the person. If you think your girlfriend is insolent, think about it. Maybe you don't think so.