then there would be the whisper of an issue, the hint of trouble, and I would just bail. Better I leave you before you leave me, in fact, let me show you how good I am at leaving and how little I needed you at all. Usually this would leave the girl contemplating what went wrong. “He said he wanted Chinese, I said I was in the mood for Thai, and then he just left?” I just wasn’t capable of enduring the natural conflicts that arise when you’re in a relationship. They weren’t necessary growing pains for me, they were harbingers of more bad to come.
