Phil rang me tonight to talk about my birthday present.

I asked him not to give me anything, but he insisted. I really don’t want anything from him, but it would seem he’s already gone out and bought something. We’re not even together.

He started talking as though we were together and about how he wanted to spend time with me. I said that it wouldn’t be happening. He then changed completely. He commented on me going out to celebrate, saying he has no doubt that I’ll find someone while I’m out. He said he wished I’d tell him for certain whether I’m going to go back with him or not because he has other options. I told him he should definitely explore those other options.

Finally, when he realised I meant it, he started making noises and saying he was going to be sick. I told him if he was, I was going as I didn’t want to hear him puking. He instantly stopped the noises and shouted down the phone, “No, you can listen to me being sick. You caused this. This is your fault!”

He helped me know for certain that the decision he made to end the relationship this time was the correct one.