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Input: So, I've been in a long-distance relationship with my current girlfriend for the past six months (since June). We met abroad, having each won spots on the same scholarship to go overseas for a summer. It was an amazing experience and we really bonded straight from the get-go, which for me was astounding because I've never really succeeded with real romantic relationships before. One thing led to another, as it goes, and we ultimately ended up having sex several times over there (both of us were virgins) and we decided we would stay together after the trip ended, despite us going to different and far-away universities.

After everyone got back home, things were really good between us. We would talk every day through text, Snapchat, etcetera, and would usually call each other a couple of times a week to catch up on school, work, life, etcetera. We had decided from the start that each of us was going to try and stick to the other, despite the distance separating us, but also that if one or both of us did want to separate, we would part amicably and remain on good terms (we have similar career goals and scholarship ambitions, so we assumed that we were going to see each other again eventually no matter what).

This system worked out really well for the past semester. I've never been happier, knowing that I have someone to love and who loves me for the first time in my life, and my academics and social life have really never been better. It's honestly like I've been living in a idealistic dream the last few months. Until recently.

I should probably clarify a few things before going on.

* Her family are all staunch Catholics, i.e., the no-premarital-sex type. She herself really isn't (obviously), but her wariness about her family being angry at her over having sex out of wedlock has made it impossible for us to openly spout our relationship -- e.g., on social media. At first I found this kind of fun, but for the last few weeks it has felt more like I'm holding in a lie that I want to let out but can't, and it's been irritating me more and more.

* I am poor. Like, really, REALLY poor. So poor that I rely on refunds from my student loans to live. I know I'm sadly not the only one out there in this situation, but I thought it was necessary to mention. (I guess one of the perks of being in a long-distance relationship is that you don't have a whole lot of relationship upkeep.)

* My own family is really small; it's honestly just me, my mum, an aunt, and an uncle, the latter two of which are very much 'detached', so to speak. So I have become reliant on being able to talk/vent to my girlfriend about a lot of things, and she's usually been really supportive.

With that out of the way, back to today. Or, rather, yesterday. I haven't celebrated Christmas (or, the secular gift-giving of the season) in six years, for various and unimportant reasons, but I've been saving up some money to be able to buy my girlfriend something nice. I took a trip to the local mall yesterday and had found a truly beautiful necklace that had a gem in the middle which was practically identical to her eye colour (lime-ish green). It's really spectacular, so of course I bought it. 

Now, I hadn't told my girlfriend that I was going to give her a Christmas present, so she probably wasn't expecting to give or receive anything, which I understood and was prepared to accept. But here's the thing: I don't actually know her home address, either at university or at home. When I texted her about it today, she just kind of... ghosted me. For like six hours. I thought, "Well, maybe she was blindsided by this and is wondering how to say that she doesn't have a gift for me." I gave it until the end of the day (a few hours ago) and then texted her about it again. "Thanks, but no." That's all she said.

So normally, I would kind of understand, I suppose, not wanting to receive something without giving something in return (Catholic social teaching I guess), but the way she has been acting the past couple of weeks has thrown me off too. She's been responding to my texts more and more often with one-word answers (or no answer at all), hasn't actually spoken to me over the phone in a week and a half, and has downright refused to give me some form of address that I could send things to for her (her birthday was a month ago and I wanted to send her a card).

I had been getting weary of this sudden change in her personality and, maybe erratically, maybe irrationally, I just replied (in several pieces): "OK, forget I asked. You know what, maybe forget all of this. If there's something else going on that you haven't felt comfortable telling me about, that's fine, but we made a promise that we would end things together if one of us wanted out. And I want out. I'm sorry. Good luck on your finals."

She hasn't responded in the three hours since I sent that text. I was worried at first, but I'm starting to feel more and more liberated than saddened, like a great weight or something has been lifted off my shoulders. I'm also going to be returning the necklace tomorrow. I just wanted to get her something nice, to mark the six-month anniversary of our relationship, which I thought was becoming serious.

Was I in the wrong? Is there something I misunderstood? Am I the asshole?

Thank you for reading and happy holidays.

breaking up with my long-distance partner for not wanting a Christmas present