Definition: Given a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation, generate a suitable title that describes the main event/root cause of the situation. Imagine that the given text is a social media post, and you have to write the title of the post, so the users can decide to read the main text or not.
Input: “AM I THE ASSHOLE FOR CALLING IT QUITS IN THE END AFTER A ROLLER COASTER OF A RELATIONSHIP” is my actual question. I ramble a bit as my situation just happened last night and I really tried to check myself and just go out for a smoke and breathe and I came to a serious realization about myself and aspects of my life. Anyways,If at any point u can answer that, feel free to stop there and let me have it. 


Tl;DR: KINDA LONG TOO BECAUSE I WANT TO PAINT THE FULL PICTURE BECAUSE IM REALLY MISSING SOMETHING.(I’m honestly desperate for an answer. I know it’s not an advice thread but please point out what I wish was obvious to me.Full details in the bottom. Happy new year before I forget. ) Gf and I had a bit of a falling out tonight after I found out she slept with another dude while we were in a weird spot but definitely not dating. but for once it’s me getting a taste of my own medicine.  And it hurt like fucking hell because I treat others like shit and put myself first and I came to a massive realization after a rough relationship with my gf I (I’m 22, and I want to stop this cycle of bullshit. I’m miserable because Ive been stuck in this loop and now that I’m for some reason seeing things differently I really don’t think I’m good for a relationship) . I really believe I love this girl. I really feel like I would use our current incident against her. It’s just how I cope. And I don’t want to do that because it’s not fair to her. Treated a wonderful girl and person like shit and she took it. Almost decided to bail out after getting her pregnant after a couple of months of us meeting.   (I have 2 kids already that I love to death and have every other weekend. The only time I was sober was when I was with my kids and at work. I started losing my shit and drinking seemed to be the answer [DUMB] A lot of other details and this shit just happened and I just... really feel taken back by it. I think I should end it. I believe she’d stand by me if I really went to therapy or something to sort out what’s in my head but.. I’m mad. I honestly want space. And I feel bad but I can’t not be upset and I can just lose my shit randomly just by thinking about it. My kids don’t see this shit too much. I’d love to take them more but my shitty work schedules and a lot of other things (like their mother not being willing). 


Honestly, there’s so much backstory to this that it’d take til next year. I was not a very good boyfriend at all.  She and I met at a bar. It was cool. And then I started losing my shit, treating her kinda bad, and drinking a lot. Fast forward. She’s pregnant. I push for abortion but he l we decide to try it out.  Long story short, we try an apartment. I can’t stand it. She has her family move in to replace me. I start dating someone else and move back home. (Not sure what o was doin here. I’d like to cry that I have a mental illness but I really am just a fuckin idiot sometimes)


She’s a perfectly fine girl tbh. She’s smart and pretty. And sometimes she definitely deserves better than me. Fast forward some more. I realized I fucked up. She takes me back immediately but she comes to live with me for a bit so we can get back on our feet. (The stress of the apartment and all really sucked and strained us both so it was a relief no matter what and I was wrong to just leave, I know)

Fast forward more. I quit drinking. . We try it again, ya know. Not workin. She’s bitter which is understandable. But she’s totally stuck ( family is fuckin shit.) So we live together.us and the baby. I also have my other kids on the weekend. ( she’s great with them) . At some point, I just get bored and start talking to someone from work. Fuck around a bit. She finds out. (Which hurt her feelings and honestly, I wish I didn’t do it. But I did. And it hurt her bad. I came to a realization though.. I really fucked my head up between blowing things out of proportion, justifying my own actions by twisting things ( any time she would go out or something when we were first dating, I’d be a dick sometimes but in my head I would come up with bizarre shit. It seemed like she slept around a bit and that hit my insecurity hard [seriously fucked up. I know.... ]) , and drinking hard for almost a year. She’s perfect.. she’s wonderful. And about 2 months ago she said she was going out with a friend (she and I were friendly and having sex again at this point but definitely not dating.. and she instead messaged some dude and fucked him. And fuck I am angry. And not exactly at her. She never planned on telling me but I called her out on something earlier tonight because I couldn’t shake a feeling. Ya know that fucking awful pit? It’s even worse because I deserve it. 




Now, sharing ever bitty detail, well, as much as I can remember, am I the asshole for.. for being upset? I know it’s not fair to her. But before this, it seemed like we were getting closer. And I felt like we were getting somewhere. And then.. we even got back together. She’s put up with so much of my shit and I’m fairly certain has never really done anything else behind my back. (Which it kind of wasn’t, even. [I’m not too sure if a comma goes there. ]) But I just feel stupid. I act like an asshole and so dumb shit to protect myself. It’s shitty but it’s kept me okay(so far). And it feels like the LITERAL moment I let my guard down, (maybe it’s karma and I might deserve it for the bullshit I did, but it never fuckjn fails that I get hurt. This is a trend in all relationships of mine.  Whether intimate or not.


not getting back together with the mother of my child partly because she slept with someone else while we were apart