Something inside of me says I did. My knowledge about seduction, my knowledge about not simply settling, about not allowing one's self to become a door mat or a fool... all says I did the right thing. I've been dating a girl now for about 11 months who I met in college. After classes were done the relationship became an LDR and things got very stressed (more on her than me to be honest) but I assured her I would stay faithful and that I was in it for the long haul 100%. I said this is just a little test that i'm sure you and I can get through and I believe in us both.
I made sacrifice after sacrifice for her. She didn't like me having other girl friends (just friends) so I took a step back out of that, she didn't like the constant flow of social activities I had access to so I took a step out of that, she didn't like that I seemed to excel at anything and maintained a positive attitude even when things seemed pretty grim...I did NOT stop doing that. I tried to base my relationship on a free democracy. Free to do anything you want, whenever you want, free to not be worried all the time about the other person, free to not always have to answer for yourself, and most of all free to openly communicate about anything that was bothering one of us.
She needed help in college classes which involved writing difficult analytical papers, so I wrote A+ papers for her and basically assured her graduation because of it. I remembered our anniversaries, birthdays, and important dates, and did everything in my power to make her feel beautiful and respected. When she was stressed out, I assured her that everything would be ok and I would be glad to help her if she asked and that she could feel confident in asking me...In spite of this there were times when she treated me like shit, and other people were not hesitant to point this out.
I shooed them away, maybe the bitter PUA inside me convinced myself that all relationships were destined to be a strong male putting up with shit and keeping everything locked down tight. I won't go into details too much but time and time again I turned down temptation, I catered to her whims, and she still would be a total bitch to me. I would play around with her and joke with her, and she would seemingly take offense just for the sake of taking offense.
We would have disagreements occasionally over small stuff. Small stuff which became large because I ended up having to play the guessing game. It usually ended up being I said something that everyone else laughed their ass off about, but she took offense to. Her friends, my friends, all basically said the same thing "wtf is her deal?"... When she would storm out in a fit of anger saying things like "i'm done with you" I would chase her and say "look lets talk about this like two grown ups" and 99% of the time I would fix everything...
I would fix everything.
Well today I was going to pay for our dinner and she insisted she pay. When it came time to leave a tip I asked "how much did you leave?" she said "don't worry about it" so I said "ok if you say so" with a smile. She usually asks me how much tip to leave because she's not good at math and I can figure it out in my head, so it was nothing out of the ordinary to ask her. After that I said in a very very obviously joking way "Well you better have left alot! We have to make a good impression on these people!" Which she smiled at and didn't seem to have a problem with.
Well when we get to my car I get utterly bitched out and i'm confused, I thought we were having a good time. She was smiling, we had a good dinner, etc. etc. but oh man do I get some shit. I'm like "what did I say????????" and she refuses to tell me at first, but after some prying she says my comment about the tip...so I explain "oh? I wasn't being serious???... i'm sorry that it offended you, I was definitely just kidding around." We get back to my house and she walks right to her car to leave and says "I hate you" and I say "ok that's lovely, can you tell me why?" she makes alot of conjecture after that and again, like so many times before says "i'm done with you".
Well this time something in my head just says "do you want to do this for the rest of your life?" and just as quickly that same thing responds "no", so I explain to her that i'm tired of chasing after her again and again and constantly being the one to fix our relationship every time she decides to blow up over something that no one else on this planet would find worthy of blowing up over. So she hops in her car and speeds away in a fit of rage. I guess she didn't decide to try and fix things for once and now the one time I didn't, things fell apart.
The truth is, I was and still am done with it. Can a person really go from being a fun loving PUA who had no problem talking to women, had a large
social circle, and stuff to do all the time, to someone who is utterly walked on and treated like dog shit? I went from one of the most laid back and easy going people in the world to someone who would fall asleep miserable because his girlfriend was treating him like shit. Do you guys feel I made the right decision here in finally, I guess, sticking up for myself and not being pulled along once again? Any similar experiences to at least solidify in my mind that ending this was a good idea?
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Did I make the right decision? (a bit long) 
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