She DUMPED ME ON BOXING DAY-Mkx5rqhyk

It's over.

She fucking dumped me on fucking Boxing Day.

I wish this was fake. I wish this was just a load of lies for views. I just got— came back from her house after spending Christmas there yesterday, and she said she wants to end it because she's not fucking happy. Can you fucking believe that?

Oh my God, I can't believe someone could do this

on Christmas fucking afterwards, after Christmas Day.

Oh, I have been holding back so much since, since July, since I left England to go to Germany. And since I got back with her, I have been holding back so much anger and rage and frustration just to keep her happy and to stay with her. And even after all the sacrifices I made, even after all the—

all of the hardship I went through, in the end it still didn't matter, didn't it?

I can't believe her.

I can't fucking believe someone could be so cruel like this.

It could have been last week, it could have been next week, it could have been 2 days ago,

but on fucking Christmas.

Yeah, yeah, I know you're gonna be thinking, oh, it's fake, it's fake. Yeah, well, you just see until tomorrow when I'm back home in England, because fuck this place.

Oh my God, what am I gonna do? I already paid rent for January, so, you know, I could stay here, but I don't want to stay here. And obviously I don't want to wait until weeks and weeks and weeks to move out. I just want to leave tomorrow.

Yeah, well, this time it is completely unrepairable because I basically said fuck you to her in messages.

So I think I've completely destroyed it. The bridge has— the bridge was collapsing already, but I just set it on fire.

So annoying. I had to spend all day there as well.

I had to get a present, I had to get her family a present, and then all for what? All for nothing. Wasted my fucking time again.

Do you know how long I was stressing out looking for a present for her? Fucking hell.

What was her reason? Well, I kind of knew something was strange this morning because I tried hugging her and then she was like resisting a little bit. And then as soon as the alarm went off, she quickly got out of bed and went for a shower. That's what made me feel shit for the whole day because I

just felt unwanted and rejected. I tried hugging her and she just pushed me away, and then she just got out. She was like, oh, I have to have a shower. So I kind of knew something was up from the beginning of today, and then we just spent the whole day in her bedroom doing nothing. She was on

her phone and I was on my phone, just sitting on the stupid sofa. It was so boring.

And then she kind of snapped at me when I accidentally let the cat out of the room. I just— she said come downstairs to help me with the oysters, so I was gonna— so I opened the door and then the cat ran out the room. And then she tutted at me and she said, just stay up there,

don't come down. And then I stayed up there in the room for like an hour until she called me down again saying,

um, they want you to come downstairs. Which means she doesn't want me to come downstairs. She's only asking me to come downstairs because her family said— probably said, where's Daniel? Why isn't he coming downstairs? So I went downstairs and I had dinner with them in all my silence. It was so fucking awkward. And then we went back

upstairs and I was already thinking, actually yesterday I thought something was kind of strange. She said, are you going home tomorrow or Sunday? And originally she said you can stay until Sunday. So I thought, well, I'm going to stay until Sunday. I thought it was kind of weird why she was asking me when I was going to

leave, but I was thinking today, maybe I should just say I'm going to go home today because I just kind of felt down. I didn't really feel in a good mood. And then she just was like ignoring me the whole day. And I was about— it was so funny. We just finished dinner. We went back upstairs and

I was on my phone again. She was on hers. And I was trying to think, when's good timing for me to say, I think I'm just going to go home because I don't feel like staying the night because you're being a bitch. And then she put down her phone and then she started going off again saying, I

want to end it. I'm not happy. And I just picked up my bag and I was like, fuck you. And I just walked out. I was— I didn't even ask why this time. You know, I didn't say anything about this, but a couple weeks ago she, she nearly dumped me again. It was, yeah, it was a couple

weeks ago. She just started crying. She said, I don't want to do this anymore, I'm not happy. And I managed to talk her out of it. I said,

it'll be fine, we can talk about it, let's see how it goes. And I managed to change her mind, and then next morning she was really happy. And everything seemed great. We were kissing, hugging, and everything seemed perfect the next day and the next few weeks. And I thought, phew, I avoided that one. And then I could

kind of feel it creeping back again, the, the weird awkwardness and that face she makes when she's unhappy. And I could just tell today she was unhappy again. I don't know why she's unhappy all the time. I didn't do any fucking thing wrong. I bent over backwards sacrificing my YouTube channel, making all this fake content, making my

viewers and my fans hate me because I was worried about what Mila would think, about if it would upset Mila, if it would make Mila unhappy. I sacrificed my fucking channel. I came here, I got a stupid apartment in this shithole part of Rotterdam. I wasted all this money, thousands and thousands every month, and now I can't

even be with my family on Christmas because fucking tier 4 coronavirus lockdown means I don't even know if I can get get a plane home now. I don't even know if I'm allowed to go home. Apparently it's illegal to enter a Tier 4 area, which is where my family are. And my sister's boyfriend's brother lives in Amsterdam,

and he was planning to come home to England for Christmas, and apparently he couldn't get a flight home. So I'm fucked.

Don't know anyone here. I've got no family here. Fucking girlfriend dumped me for some stupid reason. I can't go fucking home. This is the shittest Christmas ever.

I don't even know why she's not happy. I did everything she asked me to. I didn't make drama content. I didn't vlog our lives. I didn't talk about her. I didn't film anything apart from Christmas Day, which she barely even appeared in, like 2 seconds.

This last 6 months has been a complete fucking nightmare for me. I couldn't make any videos, I couldn't vlog, I couldn't tell you guys about any fucking thing that I was doing. I had to make up all this shit fake content like I'm getting a job, getting therapy, because I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't

talk about what was actually happening because then she would get upset and say she wouldn't want to see me again.

So even in that Christmas video, you could see she was unhappy with me filming, saying, stop filming, why are you filming? And it was so hard to film anything. She kept saying, no, don't put that in, cut this out, don't put in any videos where I'm talking. Even if she says 2 words in the video, she asked

me to take the video out. I'm so fucking fed up.

And then she's crying about how hard it is for her. What about me?

How about fucking me? I'm all the way in a foreign country all by my fucking self, sacrificed my fucking YouTube channel, which was the proudest, biggest, greatest achievement I had ever accomplished in my whole fucking life, which was a complete failure since I was a teenager, failed at everything in my whole life until this stupid YouTube channel

took off. And then I had to sacrifice the channel as well for her, and even that wasn't fucking good enough.

Nothing's fucking good enough, is it?

Bend over backwards, sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice, compromise, compromise, compromise, and at the end of the day, it's not good enough. That's what women are like for you.

But getting dumped is bad enough. Getting dumped on Christmas,

it's just like, oh, it's just so humiliating, insulting.

Stupid name is a banging I had to pay £5 for data so I could do the stream, otherwise I'd go crazy.

Was I in love with Mila? Yeah, I was. If you saw the sacrifices I was willing to make to keep her happy, and then even after all the sacrifices and compromising I did, still wasn't good enough.

Okay, so I need, I need to get this place sorted because I want to move out. I want to leave as soon as I can. Oh, I don't even know if I can get a plane. I looked on ebookers and there are flights, but I don't know if they're actually flying. If they're, if they're selling tickets, then

I assume that they are flying, otherwise they wouldn't be allowed to sell tickets.

I can't believe it. I feel so stupid.

My brother's— I mean, my sister's boyfriend's brother said he couldn't get a flight home, so what are the chances that I can get a flight home? At the very least, I should move to Amsterdam and just get a hotel near the airport so I'm nearby and I can fly as soon as I can, because I don't want

to be here anymore.

I don't even know what to do. How, how can I sleep?

Do you know what I've been thinking every day? And it's something I've wanted to talk about so badly. I miss Chihiro so fucking badly.

I really miss her.

I don't know why I left her.

Ever since I left J-Ro, everything's just been shit.

And I felt so bad how I treated that, but everyone in the comments acts like such a bunch of fucking cunts all the time. It just made me want to not say sorry

and not admit I did anything wrong.

Zero is so much better.

In every fucking way.

And Japan is so much better than this stupid fucking country in every single way.

Every decision I made was just massive mistake.

I don't even know why I fell for Milo so badly, but Ever since day one, she's just been a complete fucking nightmare,

and I ended up destroying my channel because of her. And for what?

Yeah, you think this is fake? Look then.

Oh my God.

Women are

a fucking nightmare.

Yeah, well,

we're going back to the old ways. Discord server is coming back. I'm gonna make videos and I'm gonna stream whatever the fuck I want. I'm gonna go home and I'm gonna waste all my money on fucking computers and iPhones, and I don't give a shit.

Oh, her stuff's still here. Why does she leave her fucking stuff here if she's gonna dump me? Stupid idiot.

No fucking brains.

Should I block her? I think I'm just gonna block her.

Press, press 4 if you think I should block her.

Fucking done with her.

How can you do everything someone wants you to do and you try your best to do everything they ask And they're still not fucking happy. The hell is that?

And if she doesn't like— if she doesn't like my personality or who I am as a person, then why did you meet me in the first place? I've got literally hundreds of videos and live streams on a public YouTube channel showing you exactly what kind of person I am.

Uh, how the hell can you say, oh, I didn't know you were like that,

when I've got hundreds of videos showing you know what I'm like if you watch my fucking videos?

Kept complaining about everything, like my personality, the things I'm interested in. Every day it was like judge, judge, judge, criticize, criticize, just so negative about everything, that even the way I eat fucking soup.

Every day I was just trying to control myself from ripping my hair out because she would just be complaining about how I did, or everything, or everything I said or thought, all the things I thought, the way I thought. She would just constantly be judging.

Well, trying her best to disagree with every fucking thing I said. I would say I like watching the news, and then she'll say, oh, the news is bad and negative and puts you in a bad mood, and there's nothing ever good on the news. Yeah, and then she puts on a fucking movie about some stupid girl getting

kidnapped and raped for 8 years, as if that's not fucking depressing. That's 10 times more depressing. At least the news is interesting and it lets you know what's going on in the world.

Not just that, it's like every, every single thing that I was showing interest in or say that I like, she would just be so negative about it and then telling me why it's bad. Fucking annoying.

It just doesn't make any sense at all. Why would you— why would you— why would you go and meet someone who is literally the complete opposite of you and then sleep with them and then lead them on like that, thinking that you could have a relationship with them when you're completely nothing like each other? And you've got

nothing in common when I've got an entire YouTube channel telling you about what I like and what I don't like, and you could see what my personality is like and you could see what my interests are. Was none of that any help in helping you decide if you wanted to be with me or not?

So if I was just a normal person, then yeah, it would make sense. But I've literally got an entire YouTube channel that tells you all about me.

Stupid people upstairs keep interrupting me

with their footsteps.

You know, it's like, I don't know,

imagine— I can't think of a good example now.

Who's like a really good goody-two-shoes kind of YouTuber? It'd be like a really, really goody-two-shoes spiritual kind of YouTuber. Hooking up with a fan who

is the complete opposite. No, I don't have a good example,

but you know what I mean. How can she complain about who I am as a person? She'd bloody well know what I'm like as a person. There's literally thousands of hours worth of video footage.

Do you know what she said the other day that I just couldn't believe? She said, oh, I didn't realize that you were so into video games. Are you fucking kidding me? How could you not know I'm into video games?

How could you not know that video games is like my biggest hobby in the world? It's my favorite thing are video games. It's like she knew nothing about me.

I could not even—

she's like the physical embodiment, embodiment of all of the things I'm not interested in and all of the things I don't care about or don't like, all rolled into one human being.

My bag's gonna weigh a ton with this stupid VR headset.

What should I do with that stuff? Should I just put it in the bin and burn it?

Oh, my mum can't even construct a bloody English language sentence. They is plane coming in. The hell's that supposed to mean? Planes are coming in?

The stupid £5 data passport only lasts until midnight UK time. You pay £5 and they don't even give you 24 hours, they give you until midnight.

Does anyone know if I can get a plane home to England?

I don't want to spend one extra day in this

forsaken hellhole.

Oh my God, Chihiro was so much better. She let me film everything, she let me vlog everything, she didn't say stupid stuff all the time, she didn't have these random emotional outbursts.

She didn't say all this dumb stuff about— I don't know, I can't— oh, don't even get me started on all the dumb things she said

every fucking day.

It's like, do you think pixies exist? I saw a fairy under my pillow. Give me a fucking break.

At least Chihiro had brains and was intelligent and sensible and knew what she was doing in her life.

You know, Chihiro was just like 100% perfect personality-wise. I didn't see it when I was with her, but now I look back

I can't think of a single complaint about Chihiro's personality.

My mum's phoning.

Hello?

Why is she calling me and then she didn't pick up the phone?

She doesn't even know how to use her phone.

Wait, I just saw Mila typing on messages. Shit, what's she gonna say?

It says typing, dot dot dot.

But I don't even want to hear anything she has to say because it'll just be something annoying, so I think I'm just gonna block her.

Yeah, I just blocked her.

Yeah, I blocked her because there's nothing she can say that I want to hear, and then the only thing she's going to say is probably something annoying like, can you take down a video? Fuck you, I'm not taking down shit.

Anyway, I need to pack.

And deleting KakaoTalk.

Cacao Talk's gone and she's blocked on Instagram. So yeah,

there's nothing she has to say that I want to hear, so piss off. Piss

off.

Waste my time the last 6 months. Complete waste of time messing me around, making me fly here and fly there, making me buy a ticket to Rotterdam or Amsterdam and then telling me she changed her mind. So I didn't— so I had to cancel my ticket and I didn't even get my money back.

Messing me about getting a present for her for birthday and then Christmas and then her family.

Waste my money, waste my time. Mess me around, play with my feelings.

Hello? Waste my money, waste my time.

Oh my God, what is she doing?

Play with my feelings. Why is she recording my voice and sending to me?

Hello?

What is she doing? Yeah, my mom's watching my live stream and then she phoned me and then I can hear my own voice.

Just call my number.

Yeah, my mom's watching my live stream and then she phoned me and then I can hear my own voice. Why is my own voice playing back to me?

Oh shit, no, no, don't call my number. No, don't call my number.

Just call my—

where's that playing from?

No, don't call my number cuz I'm using my SIM card to do the stream, and if your phone— it will interrupt.

Why do you want to call me?

What's she trying to do? Why does she keep phoning me and then she doesn't say anything?

You know, it hasn't been— I haven't had a proper normal Christmas back home since 2016.

2017, I was in Japan with Chihiro. 2018, me and Chihiro just came back for like a week, which is not long enough, and then we had to fly straight back to Japan. 2019, it was the same. And then 2000— well, it wasn't the same. 2019 was sad because my dad died. And then 2020, hands down the worst

Christmas I've ever had.

And then today, Boxing Day, just absolutely the worst Boxing Day I've ever had.

I haven't had a nice normal Christmas where I can just be at home and not be rushed and not have to rush back off to Japan, and I can just stay at home, spend with my family. The last time I got to do that was 2016.

I knew this Christmas would just be complete shit. I should have gone home.

Look, I just came back from Mina's place. I got a present from her grandmother.

I got this perfume cologne. When do I ever use perfume?

You did a vlog last night and then she suddenly broke up with you. Yeah, I know, just after yesterday, after we make a nice video together where it all looks like everything's great and we're all happy together, having a nice Christmas, and then next fucking day Oh, I'm not happy, I don't want to do this anymore. The

fuck is wrong with her?

How the hell can you go from, oh, let's buy Christmas presents and be with my family and sleep in the same bed, and then next fucking day, oh, I'm not happy, I want to finish it? The fuck is that?

Mentally ill.

Tesla stock on the stock market is more stable than her.

I've got too much luggage. I need to get rid of some stuff.

I just don't understand how someone is incapable of making up their mind if they want to be with someone or not. First of all, all the way back in May When I was planning to go and see her, she changes her mind. And then when I'm in Germany, she suddenly messaged me, changes her mind again, says she

wants to meet up. And then she changes her mind again, like 2 weeks ago. And then she changes her mind again today. She's changed her fucking mind more times than I changed my underwear.

How can you not make up your mind if you want to be with someone or not? How difficult is it? You either like them or you don't like them.

Stupid idiots running up and down slamming the fucking door. Why can't they open a door without slamming it every fucking time? Stupid idiots.

Stop being so angry. Well, I just got dumped and there's a bloody explosion going off every 5 minutes. From fireworks. Sounds like a bomb.

Who got you the Christmas jumper? It was Mila's dad's present for me, but Mila picked it and bought it with me, so it wasn't really a surprise. I mean, we bought it together at the supermarket, and then she gave it to her dad to give to me, and then I had to act all surprised. What a stupid

idea. You're supposed to give people presents, and it's supposed to be from them. You don't get someone else to buy you your presents. What then? What's the point of getting presents? Just don't bother.

What a stupid idea. You're supposed to get presents for each other because You want to, and it's your idea. The present idea is supposed to be your idea, not someone else's idea. Otherwise it's completely meaningless.

Why did she dump me? I don't even know. She just kept whining, saying, I'm not happy anymore. Instead of doing anything to try and fix the reason why she's not happy, she just gives up. And it's like, oh, I'm not happy, so this is the end. And I'm sick and tired of having to try and convince her

or to try and change her mind and try and say, well, we can fix things. Tell me what you're not happy about and then we can see what we can do. But no, every time, so I'm not happy, I want to end it. Fucking baby.

And she spent 3 weeks with me in my home. You would have thought she knew what I'm like

and be able to decide based off of the 3 weeks we spent together.

God, I've never been messed around so much by a bloody woman before.

Let this be a lesson to all of you guys. Never simp for a girl. They will mess you around, they'll waste your money, they might even get you married to them, and then they'll fuck you over in divorce court, and then you'll lose everything. Women— just stay away from them.

Complete waste of time. They're just completely run by their emotions. They don't know what they want. One day they want one thing, and the next day they want something else. And then they have absolutely no control over their emotions.

They can't decide anything. That's why they need men to decide everything for them, because they, they don't know what they're doing with their lives. They're just floating around like they're lost at sea.

And then I come in and I'm trying my best to be how she wants me to be and not do the things that make her upset, and it's still not good enough. Nothing's fucking good enough. And then she did— she did nothing.

She did nothing to make me happy.

She didn't change anything about herself. It was always, oh, I have to change, Daniel has to change, you have to change so you can be more like me.

But I'm going to completely disregard you and your personality,

not compromise at all. It's just like take, take, take.

I tried my best for the last 6 months.

That's the problem with some, some women. They just expect the guy to do everything and change everything about themselves so they can adapt to the girl and what she wants the guy to be like, whilst they make absolutely no effort themselves.

I don't even know what she wants me to change anyway. Change what? Fucking change. If anyone needs to change, it's her. Learn how to make up your fucking mind. That's what you need to change.

Uh, I'm thinking of just ditching my clothing. Do I really need clothing? I've got plenty back at home.

Yeah, look at this bloody Frankfurt t-shirt. I have to get rid of all the stuff I got with her. She's gonna remind me of her.

Yeah, all that time making me lie to my viewers.

They shouldn't even care that my channel was dying. Didn't even care that it's thanks to my channels and thanks to my viewers that I even have money to be able to come over here in the first place. If it wasn't for the viewers, I wouldn't have any money. And then because of her, I had to make up

all this rubbish and wasn't allowed to tell people that I was even in Germany, or if I was in Netherlands, or what I was doing, or who I was meeting.

And then she didn't even care that my channel was dying. She was just like, oh, time to move on, time to let go.

And then all the money I had to spend. Oh my God, spent so much money just to be here. And then she kept asking me stupid things like, why don't you live in the forest in Sweden? Or why don't you live in some shed or cabin in the mountains of Spain? Because I'm here so I can be

near you. What point? What part of don't— what part of I'm here so I can be nearby to you don't you understand? I'm not here because I want to be here. Why the hell would I want to be in Rotterdam spending thousands every month on Airbnbs and hotels?

And then she kept saying, why did you have to get such a big place? Because I don't want to live in a tiny little shithole shoe house, shoebox house. This place is tiny as it is. How's this place big? And she kept saying, why do you keep getting the big places? Um, because I don't want to live

in a tiny little shithole of a house, maybe. So I've got standards, maybe.

So I don't want to feel like I'm living in a prison cell, maybe. Idiot.

Ask me all these stupid fucking ridiculous questions. Why this and why that.

Oh, I cannot focus on packing.

Okay, I'm just gonna shut up and pack for a little bit.

Oh no, I'm worried if my VR would accidentally switch itself on because last time I used it I was watching porn.

I literally did nothing wrong this time to get dumped. I didn't even cheat.

Should I cheat tonight? I've got €200 in cash. No, I don't even— don't even— I'm so angry I don't even want to have sex.

I didn't even cheat. I didn't even say anything bad about her. I bought her gifts. I took her out on trips. I paid for everything without asking her to pay for anything. What did I do that was so wrong?

Didn't do anything wrong.

Let me think. Every time I ask her, why are you unhappy? She just says, oh, I don't feel good about it.

I don't feel good about any fucking thing. Straight to fucking bed.

Chill,

it may be our headset.

It's from the future. Okay, the battery's drained, so I don't have to worry about it because the speakers are here and you can hear the porn very well, uh, when you're playing it.

Wait, what?

Oh my God, Super Chats are disabled. Why?

I wondered why I wasn't getting any donations. Wait, let me reset the stream. Let me reset the stream. Fuck.