I’ve clung to the “carcass” of a man I once loved. The facade looked like him, but deep inside the intelligent, capable man I fell in love with was replaced by a spoiled, selfish narcissistic tool. It was like the wonderful version of him died and I mourned it as such. Then I left.
Guys (and girls) do not ever call your partner useless — unless of course they are a sponging lazy sloth who refuses to work because they don’t feel like it and they expect you to carry the full-burden.