Moving Out
Little backstory: My father’s health was deteriorating rather quickly due to him smoking a few packs a day for most of his life. We had barely spoken in 5 or 6 years since we had a falling out when I was younger.
I went to go see him, spend a few days, and make amends. While I was visiting I spoke with my girlfriend of 5 years (who I financially supported) a few times a day and nothing seemed awry.
Upon returning home my girlfriend (or so I thought) picked me up and the first thing she says to me is, “I moved all of my stuff out.”
While it was nice of her to still pick me up I wasn’t particularly thrilled with her tact. It definitely worked out for the best as my current girlfriend does not harass me about anything, nor does she expect me to support her financially.