I called JK not long a go and asked if he could come see me anytime soon. No, he couldn’t. Not for awhile. I asked if he could chat now, and he said yes. So here we started the ‘break up’ process.
“JK, I don’t know what you get from this relationship. You barely see me, and when you do, all we really do is go out for dinner and have a nice meal. You see me a couple of times a month, and that’s it. I don’t think I am what you’re looking for in a SB, and I
think we should end this arrangement. I like you, I just don’t like how things are going.”
I didn’t want to try and sound harsh, and the whole time I felt terribly guilty for doing this over the phone.
JK took is pretty well. He asked some questions. What had changed? Was there a specific reason? Etc.. But he felt it coming because he knows he’s always busy, and he could ‘feel that we both weren’t satisfied with the arrangement.’
So we said our goodbyes and now we’re going our separate ways. Goodbye JK.