Then he brought the new girl over to have sex."It was miserable to feel like I couldn't be in my own apartment," Lea says.When they'd argue about it, "we'd have nowhere to go at the end of the night, so often it would end with me, in exhaustion, curling up in his arms." To end their dramatic relationship, Lea had to move out.I snuck new paramours out the second-floor window to avoid confronting him downstairs.
Because we lived together, the relationship was immediately all-or-nothing, do-or-die.At one point, they agreed to stop hooking up, but like with Sean and me, it didn't last.One morning, she saw him come in after he'd slept at another girl's house.We saw each other after bad days when we needed time alone to unwind and someone to fling our frustrations at, but that's exactly what happened.Even when Sean and I were "broken up," we acted out in each other's faces, turning the apartment into a toxic place.You're around him all the time, you get along, he's there waiting when you get home from an awful date. Especially on TV shows like along with the rest of the fans. Because I know firsthand the idea is bad-news bears. came to that same realization when she found herself hiding naked in her bathtub, clutching her clothes to her chest.