I did last night. We’ve been together for three years with the last nine months being long distance, due to me receiving cancer treatment in another state. I suspected something the last couple of weeks because she 1. Became very detatched, and 2. Suddenly became very active socially. Last night, my birthday coincidentally, I messaged her and she told me she was out at dinner. I thought she was being cold because we had a fight a few days prior when I suggested she was cheating and she vehemently denied it. I texted her that I was in the neighborhood and that I only wanted to see her for fifteen minutes. As I pulled up to her apartment I asked if she was with another guy and she said, no. I knocked on the door and after a long while she answered it in a neglige. I said that I understood if she didn’t want to see me right then but asked to use the bathroom, and she said no. I thought this odd since she knows I’m undergoing and cancer treatment and what the side effects are. I again looked at her face, looked down again at her neglige and finally guessed that she wouldn’t let me in because there was a guy in her room. I told her that after three years I was entitled to know who he was. She said it was her friends brother. As she was saying this a Hispanic Male, about 5’4, comes out of her room wearing a cheap t-shirt and jeans and bellows in with a deep Spanish accent: “Is this guy bothering you?” That’s when I realized that this was going on long enough that he was more welcome in her apartment than I was. I told her that if I left, that this was the last time we would ever speak. I walked downstairs, into my car, and out of her life forever.