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>Be me
>Current GF begs me to take her on one of my camping trips
>I go often, once every other week depending on commitments
>We were going to move in together and she wanted to be more involved in my life
>Whatever sure
>She's pretty fit, swims a few times a week
>Tell her the trail details and plan everything in advance
>Day of the trip
>Pick her up and drive to site
>We started walking
>Within about 30 minutes of walking the moaning started
>”Why can't we camp here” “I'm hungry” “This isn't fun”
>I didn't expect things to go completely smoothly so whatever
>Push onto camping spot
>A small woodland I've been visiting since I was a child
>Owned by fathers friend
>Completely safe
>Set up camp
>Moans about setting up camp, tent, making fire, food etc.
>Won't let me drink my rum as scared of wolfs, bears and snakes
>We don't live in that part of the world, no wolves or bears and nothing poisonous
>Also controlled land by a fence and signs everywhere
>She knows this
>Legit no large predator I can't crush with my boots alone, I've done it
>Go to sleep
>Wake up to GF moaning about something stalking us
>Humour her and look around with my head, hand and chest lights.
>All very powerful
>Nothing
>Go back to sleep
>Wake up to GF annoyed and wanting to go home
>On the way home mutters about how my hobbies suck
>Am hurt
>Got home and broke up not long after
I leant from a friend that she thought my camping might have been a cover story for something else, cheating maybe? I don't know but I guess the truth was much harder than she could handle.
