Splitting up anyway

So yeah, I just moved out of my partner's place about a year and three months ago-kinda feeels like yesterday though-and man, it really didn't work out at all. U know how sometimes you feel like maybe if you just do enough nice things everything will be hunky-doory? Well, thaat wasn't happening for me. Every night I'd try to make him something yummy for dinner, and he'd always say stuff like "I'm not hungry" or "That's not my taste." Honestly, asking him for cash for groceries was a nightmare-I mean, there were days when he sad he didn't want any food at all. And then there's this thing where he wanted us to buy our own groceries separately, but wouldn't tell me how much rent I should pay or anything like that. He started making comments about the holidays we took together, saying they were actually his parents' home and basically hinting that every time we went on one of those trips I covered all the food costs. It was pretty frustrating.

There's this memory that stands out where he pushed me away when I tried to cuddle in bed-it just felt like a big no-go at that point. Havenn't heard from him since, and his place is still kinda my old home, minus me. Now I've got my own little space in a studio apartment-goodbye shared bathroom drama-and honestly, it's been great. Plus, the voices in my head are mixed up right now-they're saying it's colo that I like my new place, but also suggesting that maybe I miss the physical connection or something. Lucky for me, I'm on Quietapine which really helps keep everything calm and lets me get a solid night's sleep.
My job is goign great too-got an upcoming preformance review coming up soon, fingers crossed!