I'll be the first to admit that I'm highly dramatic in relationships. Passionate yelling, ragey screaming, anger/jealousy cocktail. I hear those are highly desirable qualities... eek. But my drama never carries into the break-up. Sure I'll be a "crazy bitch" in the week(s) leading up to the end but by the time the break-up conversation takes place, I'm already at the end of my rope. All the exhausting labor of trying to convince the dude to put some work into the relationship has yielded no fruit so I gladly throw in the towel.

My break-up conversations in the past have been extremely level-headed and mellow. They usually go something like this:

"Listen. If you wanted this to work out, you probably would've done a better job showing it. Or doing something about it. Since this is clearly something you don't want, it's probably best that we end it. No hard feelings."

Oh, but that was not always the case. When I was a stone cold little shit, back when I was like 15-16, I would dump guys in the worst ways. For example, one time I made out with a random in front of the guy I had been dating to communicate "I am no longer into you." Ouch... I think he got the point.