When is a relationship dead?
So, in the mind of some of my more experienced friends (ie: y'all), is there a point when you can tell if it is time to call it quits in a relationship? I mean, is it when you think to yourself several times a day, I wish I could get up and leave and never have to deal with this crap again, or is it after your first fight that lands someone in the ER?
Perhaps a rough situational sketch will help: Married for c. 2 years, together c. 4, and now it's starting to actually feel like we're married. In the Everybody loves Raymond grandparents' sense. Bickering, little or no speaking--I mean, real talk, the kind we to trade back and forth for hours--and a barelyflickering sexlife--like, 'ah, the phonebills here... isn't it time we had sex?' No fun, no longer. And I dunno if I am cut out for living funless life.
It's not that there isn't love. It's that there is no fun. Joy. Whatever.
Anyway, maybe what I'm asking is when/how y'all knew your first marriage/major relationship had finally stumbled over the bucket and collapsed.
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