So there I amâarms full of groceries, wine bottle barely hanging on, excited to celebrate this new chapter with my girlfriend. But the celebration never happens.
As I step inside, I immediately freeze.
Every. Single. One. Of her ex-boyfriendsâ photosâframed, printed, even one canvas-sizedâare already hanging on MY apartment walls.
And I donât mean in a drawer or an album. I mean full-blown gallery-style display. Smiling selfies, beach trips, prom pictures⊠even one where sheâs kissing a guy on the cheek!
I ask her, calmly but stunned, what all this is.
She says, âTheyâre part of my past and I like remembering the memories.â
So I told her, âThatâs beautiful. You can remember them back at your old place,â and asked her to move out immediately.
đ©Red Flag or Reasonable?
Sure, everyone has a past. But turning your shared living space into a shrine for exes? Thatâs a hard no.
Would you have done the same?
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