"I'm not watching another one."

My girlfriend and I have been together eight years. Last night, we had a small fight. What was it about? Her delusional obsession about Taylor Swift and how she'd never see me struggle.<br><br>More on that later, but first, to set the stage: I met my girlfriend after graduating college. I was working in the grocery store and had just got out of a short relationship. We were introduced by my best friend, and I have to admit, I was smitten the moment I saw her.<br><br>It took some time, but eventually, we hit it off and started dating. She moved in with me shortly after, and we began a serious relationship. But over the last year or so, I noticed a change in her behavior. She turned into a hardcore Taylor Swift fan, listening to her music 24/7, watching her concerts, and even spending our entire month's salary on merchandise.<br><br>I found it odd at first, but I gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she's just a fan girl, I thought. But how wrong I was.<br><br>One day, she came home from work and announced that she'd quit her job to become a full-time Swiftie. I was shocked. 'Is this a joke?' I asked, but she was dead serious.<br><br>I was stunned. We had bills to pay, and how were we going to afford everything with her not working?<br><br>She brushed it off, saying she didn't care about the money as long as she was happy. I tried to reason with her, explaining how irresponsible it was, but she wouldn't listen. I offered to pay for her to go to therapy, but she refused, saying she wasn't crazy.<br><br>I couldn't take it anymore. I told her I needed space. She didn't say anything, just went upstairs to her bedroom. I went to the park and called my buddy. I told him what happened. He listened patiently and offered a few words of wisdom.<br><br>We made plans to talk the following day. I added that I might need some time off work to deal with my personal matters. He said he understood.<br><br>The next morning, I went to work. I decided to stay there for a few hours. I felt betrayed by her. I needed a distraction.<br><br>After a couple of hours, I went back home. She was in the kitchen, making dinner. I asked her if we could talk, and she looked uncomfortable. I could tell she wasn't ready to listen. But I had to try.<br><br>She got defensive, saying she was doing fine. I asked her how her Taylor Swift obsession was going, and she hesitated.<br><br>"I went to the concert last night," she said. "It was incredible. I felt so free, so alive."<br><br>I sighed. I knew exactly where this was going.<br><br>"You're not watching another one," she said. "You should have been there. It was amazing. I felt your presence, I felt your energy. I knew you were there with me."<br><br>I was taken aback. I had no idea what she was doing, but I knew I didn't want to know.<br><br>"I'm done," I said. "I can't do this anymore. I need some space."<br><br>"You can't leave me," she said. "You're my everything. You're my soulmate."<br><br>"I'm sorry," I said. "I can't stay in this relationship. You need to get help."<br><br>She started crying, and I felt a pang of guilt. But I knew I had made the right decision. I couldn't stay in a relationship with someone who refused to get help.<br><br>I packed my bags and left. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get away.<br><br>As I walked out the door, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I was ready to move on.<br><br>"I'm not watching another one," I said to myself, as I walked away from the life we had built together.<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>That was last night. Still in my head, completely shocked about the whole situation. Have you ever been in a similar situation?<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>**Edit:** I think it's time to put this thread to rest.<br><br>I've read the majority of the comments. Thank you all very much for the kind words. I appreciate the support. I've realized I should move on. The girl I once loved is gone. She's been dealing with mental health issues, which I didn't know about. She wasn'treveal this to me until we broke up. I wanted to help her, but she refused to get help. She said that she couldn't be with someone who didn't like Taylor Swift but accepted her with her flaws. She told me that I was the problem with our relationship, which was hard to hear. I know I didn't do anything wrong, but it still hurt thinking about it. I wanted us to work it out, but she was unwilling to compromise.<br><br>I'm currently staying at a friend's place, and he's been a huge help. With his support, I'm slowly moving on. It's not easy, but I'm working on it.<br><br>I'm sorry if my post was offensive or upsetting to anyone. That was not my intention. I'm just trying to figure out what happened and what I should do next.<br><br>Thanks again for your kind words. I appreciate them.<br><br>&#x200B;