I am a college student. I have a little house. I have two dogs and one cat. I am a caregiver for people who have mental and physical disabilities. I love my job and the people I work with. I am a fun person that is up for new things all the time.

I like a person with career goals and who has their life together. I am young but I know where I am going in my life. I want someone who knows where they want to go and what they want out of life as well.

I thought that I had found the person that I would be with forever. What she wanted and what I wanted seemed to be the same. She was almost ten years older than me, but I am not usually attracted to people my age. I thought that everything was fine. We were living together, making plans for the future, and I didn't think I could have been happier. I was getting jealous as she started hanging out with her ex more and more. After she spent and entire day with her ex's parents and didn't talk to me, I was angry. A friend and I decided to go to a strip club that night. When I got home, I decided I wouldn't tell her because I didn't want to fight, but it was wrong to lie. My sister, the next day, told her where I was the night before. We fought and she said she couldn't trust me anymore. She then broke up with me. After we broke up it became apparent that she had wanted to end our relationship for a very long time but was waiting for an out. There is more to the story but that is the basics of it.