Coming to Canadia

And this argument will continue for another month and a half at least.

The woman will refuse to accept that I'm going, then when I go she'll refuse to accept that I'll come back fine, and when I do she will still treat me like I'm 3 years old... I'm pretty sure I'll be an overbearing and overprotective parent myself some day... if I ever have kids... but there is a limit. I'm 20 and I don't go out because that fucking woman needs me here. I ask, admittedly out of courtousey rather than genuinely asking, to go out. If she has even the slightest issue with something I ask to do, she brings out the guilt and I fold... well not anymore, I'm going to Canada, and if I hate it I hate it, no big deal. She thinks I run to her when anything goes wrong? well I haven't for about a year, and I don't plan ever to again if she's gunna be a bitch about it. Let her worry, I know it's petty, I know it's childish (ironic) and I know it's possibly a bad idea, but I have been the bigger man for so long and she doesn't take th hint, so time to stoop to her level and see if she takes notice now.

Let you know how it goes.

Just a thought.