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How long have you been together?

June 5, 2011

 

How did you first meet?

In a bar. He asked for my number.

 

What attracted you to your girlfriend/boyfriend/spouse?

He was cute.

 

What did you like most about him/her?

He cleaned my house.

 

When did you first notice that the relationship was not quite right?

When he didn’t kiss me upon coming home from work.

 

When did you begin to wonder what it would be like if you ended the relationship? (Tip: it was probably earlier than you think)

Before we were married.

 

Are you already in a relationship with someone else?  Perhaps your partner already knows about your infidelity?

No.

 

Does your partner suspect your infidelity?

Yes. It’s not true.

 

Have you already found somewhere else to live (if living together)?

No.

 

What exactly bothers you about the relationship?

I don’t trust him.

 

What exactly do you not like about him/her? (Tip: don't share this with your partner!)

He lies to me all the time.

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