My ex tackled me on my birthday. Storytime.

Just a weird memory. He got mad at me because I was sad and we were trying to celebrate my birthday. I was sad because the night before he got really mad & yelled at me for ruining my own birthday because I dropped by my parents house so I got home 20 minutes later than usual. (Which I told hom I was going to do, but apparently I was supposed to let him know multiple times.)

So the next day, I'm like, feeling kinda sick, and feeling down because I'm with a guy who said I ruined MY birthday FOR HIM...

Well we fight, but then we try to have a nice walk in the woods, but he kept being mean to me and insinuating that I am an immoral person for liking philosophy... and I finally just say I've been trying to have a nice conversation with him, but I give up. I start to walk away, he flips out, follows me, we have a huge fight, he brings up people from my past he doesn't like and I refuse to respond.

Finally, I tell him to fuck off and walk away, then start running because he won't go away,

I'm screaming at him to fuck off & leave me alone. He jumps into me to stop me- our heads hit each other...

He freaking tackled me... and he still refused to leave me alone.

I was going to break up with him, I let him drive me home, but he refused to drive me to my car until I threatened to jump out of the car. He coerced me to agree to talk about it before leaving.

I don't know, I felt bad because he was crying, so I didn't leave. But I knew it was only a matter of time until I left.

Anyway, it's nice not to be in a relationship like that anymore.