My ex, in his 30's, prattled on about being the captain of the basketball team....in high school.

In contrast, whenever something good happened to me - like getting an offer for a writing job - he would ruin it by sulking and pouting. Went to celebrate with friends, he tagged along, and did just that the ENTIRE time. Like f*, really? Something GOOD happens, and you decide to sh*t all over my positive news. So glad I left him.

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