I cant believe I wasted 3 years on this guy. THREE YEARS. Looking back now I dont even know what I saw in him. He was so negative about everything especially my art which is literaly the most important thing in my life.
Like, he would complain that I spent to much time in my studio. Sorry that I actually have goals and ambitions?? He expected me to just sit around watching Netflix with him every night while my career suffered. Thats not how you become a successful artist.
And he had the nerve to say my paintings were "weird" and that people wouldnt get them. Well guess what - I just sold two pieces last month and have a gallery show coming up. Wheres he at? Still working that boring office job making spreadsheets or whatever.
He also got mad when I posted about my art on social media. He said I was "too self-promotional" and that it was "annoying." Um, how else am I supposed to build my brand?? This is called marketing, something he clearly knows nothing about.
The final straw was when I asked him to come to my gallery opening and he said he "might have to work late." Might?? This was the biggest night of my career and he couldnt even commit to being there. He ended up showing up for like 20 minutes and then left early because he was "tired."
I dumped him the next day. Or wait, did he dump me? Whatever, it doesnt matter because I initiiated the conversation and told him everything that was wrong with him. He said I was being "selfish" and "dismissive" of his feelings but honestly he was just jealouse of my success.
He tried to say that I never asked about his day or remembered things he told me, which is completly unfair because Im an artist and Im supposed to be thinking about my work. Thats how creativity works. You cant just turn it off because your boyfriend wants to talk about his boring day.
Anyway, Im so much better off without him. I can focus on my art now without someone constantly bringing me down. If he had been supportive like a real partner should be, maybe we'd still be together. But he chose to be intimidated by my talent instead.
Good riddance. Im sure hell regret it when I become famous and hes still stuck in his mediocre life.
— Denice