A few weeks ago, a bitter ex-boyfriend told me that maybe I was the reason all my relationships failed. That maybe instead of putting some of the blame on the other person, I should shoulder it all. I denied it, and was hurt by such an assumption. Seriously, who the hell is he to criticise my relationships? He has no idea what he's talking about. You cannot really get a proper idea about someone's relationship skills by dating them for (less than?) two months. He has no clue.
But when I stopped to think about it, it occurred to me that maybe I am the reason my relationships fail. After all, who has always broken up with who? I am a dumper, a title which has been thrust upon me by high standards and old wounds that refuse to heal.
My ultimate downfall:
I compare everyone with you. And no one ever measures up.
Of course, Death Cab managed to perfectly capture my greatest fear:
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