TLDR: live-in girlfriend of almost two years ghosted me on my 40th birthday.

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The story:

I came home from work Thursday night ready to kick off a three day celebration of my 40th birthday (that Friday).  My GF, who is prone to up and downs, highs and lows, starts unloading a pile of worries and burdens on me the minute I walk in the door.  I immediately feel like she's raining on my birthday parade.  I tell her I don't have space to hold all this "stuff" for her right now and that I'm going to take a walk.

I return from my walk with dinner and ready to give this another try to listen to her worries without letting it affect my mood.  She immediately starts in on me again when I get back.  

I shut down.  Tell her I can't believe this is how she's kicking on my birthday weekend and that I'm going to bed.  She ends up sleeping on the couch.

Next morning, she's gone before I get up.   I don't hear from her all day, even though we had plans to spend the day together getting lunch and seeing an exhibit at the museum I wanted to see.

She finally arrives home around 4 o'clock.  She chose to got to work for a bit, then do laundry at the laundromat rather than uphold our plans.  I drove by the laundromat twice and her car wasn't there, so she chose somewhere other than our usual spot to do laundry and not be found.  

She says sorry, but it feels clinical.  There's no remorse.

While i believe couples will fight, I also think there are situations that no matter what little spats you're in, the bigger picture prevails.  This was one of those days.

It's Sunday and she still has yet to tell me Happy Birthday.

Tonight I'm going to ask her to move out.

AITA?

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