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Yesterday I found myself in this situation... I was out with a girl I just met, we were talking about different things and she asks about kids, so I'm telling her about my son and, of course, she asks about what happened between his mother and I. This is not the kind of think that it's good to elaborate on during a first date, so I just gave a vague, "we drifted apart, I tried to stick around in the relationship for the wrong reasons but it was over" and changed the subject. So I guess that was my gravedressing. It seems like, remembering past long term relationships, I was always quick to point out why it wasn't my fault or how they screwed me over when, in reality, I probably just stuck around until they gave me a good enough excuse to end it without looking like I was the bad guy.
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