niner89

Recently I had a kinda abrupt break-up with my gf who gave as a reason "I'd rather be your friend than your girlfriend" I had known her for almost a year and a half through school and work and been going out for 2 months. It came as a surprise, but in a way I do still hope we can be friends.

Well, I'm not looking for advice, I want to hear some of your stories as to your worst/most frustrating break ups.....lets get something off our chests..

Fallon

Couple years ago, the day before Valentines day. Ya that was enjoyable. "You didn't do anything wrong, but I don't love you anymore. And I don't love anyone else." Two days later, she's in a car with one of my old friends who I knew really liked her, and their making out.
Ya, no anger towards the stupid bitch at all....nope, not at ALL...=p

i8one2

LIST of WORST


GF #1 Having her removed by the police from my home.
(she got violent, called the police on me..after she started hitting me. the cops were ready to take me to jail until I showed them 1. the bruises and marks inflicted on me, 2. that it was my place 3. that she was lying about who started. She was even getting nasty with the police) It took all of that to get her out of my place!

WIFE. Having my wife say she was gay, and leaving the home on X-mas eve, while she was making nice with her new GF's family.

GF#2. After going through major surgery and having her find herself, she was cheating with two guys, while still sleeping in my bed.
educated and a boozer...Business type, that knew how to screw over both me and others. Her mom would of been proud.

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Wife #2: Two days before Christmas she says she doesn't want to be married anymore. Completely out of the blue. No fights or disagreements led up to this. Sucks to spend Christmas alone, a thousand miles from family.

Everthing had seemed fine, but she had designs on some guy she worked with. His family was filthy rich and he didn't really have to work. I think she saw him as the fast lane to a rich and cushy lifestyle. A year later I found out that he had dumped her (for cheating) and she was dating a college student.

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warrrreagl

I've never broken up with anyone; they've all dumped me.

But the worst thing I ever did in return to one of them was in high school. Back in the days following integration in the South, people often lied about where they lived so they could continue going to a good school and not get shipped off to the bad rural schools.

I remained faithful to my high school girlfriend all the way through the long, lonely summer while she went to California. The first week back home, she dumped me in the school cafeteria in front of everyone. I promptly walked out of the cafeteria and across the street to the Board of Education office, where I turned her in for living outside the school district and lying about it. She was gone by the end of the day, and spent the remainder of her senior year (and graduated from) a horrible, run down rural school.

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Cynthetiq

girl who broke my heart... still to painful to think about...

though she called me after 9/11/01 after over 10 years of not talking... and apologized...was like a load lifted off my shoulders...

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Donkeypuncher

It was a bad breakup at the time but in retrospect, it was all just too weird and it was all her crap, so I don't feel badly about it, but... it really spun my head in the moment.

Impossibly hot woman who worked in my building - we worked together briefly on a project and had a friendly "hi" rapport going but I knew she was seeing someone so I never pursued her. Coming out of a meeting one day, I had the leftovers in my hand and she was walking by... I simply said, "bagel?" ... and that was all it took. We started talking more after that and I happened to bump into her the day after the L.A. Marathon that year and I got a "congratulations" hug that was far beyond just friendly and I had recently learned that she was now single. I had major butterflies over this woman and we started dating and everything was peachy. Two, three months goes by and I'm high as a kite and life is good.

So... my family has a really nice vacation home in Las Vegas and we head out there for a long Memorial Day weekend with one of my close friends and his gf. She and I argued the entire way out there... over nothing. I couldn't get her to calm down. She was completely irrational for four days straight and broke up with me five times in those four days. Five times. When I dropped her off at her house on Monday, I helped her get her things upstairs and when I got in my car, she asked where I was going. I said I was going home. She flipped. Like... screaming, crying, the works. I was as even and calm as I could be. I was broken up with again... and I just drove off.

Three months later, she was married to someone else.

Weirdest. episode. ever.

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This is my bad behavior. I don't know if it was bad, but it made me feel bad. I was dating a girl in a town 3 hours away, and I just really couldn't take the distance anymore. So we had made a date that Saturday. I drove into town, we meet up with friends as planned, went out to supper and karaoke and everyone went home. Then I told her I couldn't be her boyfriend anymore because my heart just wasn't in it and left. Haven't spoken since. Maybe I should have told her it was over before going out, I don't know.

butthead

Today is my first break-up.

There wasn't a goddamn thing I could've done about it.

I feel like shit.

Donkeypuncher

butthead-

Heh. Welcome to the club. We saved a seat at the bar for ya. First beer is on me.

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bermuDa

my last gf I met at my summer job in 2001. a few weeks before I started working there she had broken up with her year-long bf and first love (who happened to be the owner's son, my boss). After several weeks of goofing off and poking fun at each other (that's what everyone did at that job), she stole my hat and saw me without it for the first time. After that she started pursuing me hardcore. I didn't really realize how she felt until a week later, when we were all headed to a rave but couldn't find it. We came back to my house and rolled anyways, and she and I made out into the wee hours of the morning. A week later she convinced me to give up my virginity to her (like it took a lot of convincing).

We had a couple more weeks of fun before she went away to college, about 800 miles away. I visited her over a weekend, and we exchanged "I love yous"... I was on top of the world...

then a week later she calls me up and breaks up with me. "it's not even like there's someone else," yeah right "i just don't think you really love me"... I was confused and wondered just what love was for about a year since then. I never came to a conclusion and just gave up on the subject. I'm still not sure what love is.

So drink up, fellas. Next round is on me =]

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lumpenprole

Hm, they've all sucked for various reasons including, but not limited to, being cheated on, drunkenly cheating on, being lied to, property damage, occasional bruising, and just plain distance.
Probably the worst was the depressive one who kept calling my mother. My mom really liked her, so she kept trying to help her. I can't get angry at her, becasue she's not mean, just really, really sad. But at the same time, she's hijacking my mom! I'm all like: "Damn it, my mother is supposed to be on my side!" :}

Oh well it was a long time ago.

Konichiwaneko

The hardest breakup for me is the one I regret everyday.

I broke up with her because I couldn't take the distance (She moved to Maryland, but really wanted to stay together). We broke up and dated other people, and she had sex with some other guy. Too avoid double standards though, I too was with and had sex with other people.

Well she came back to visit, and the idea of getting back together was in the air, but I just couldn't stop thinking about how she was with some other guy.....Call it the male need for possession or whatever you want, but it really tore at me.

Now I realize how trivial that is, and how unfair it was. She really was the perfect girl for me, the one where people see you together and realize that love really does exist.

Katt, I miss you hun.....please do well in life.

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man, it's truly saddening to hear what we all seem to go through. We dump them, then feel bad; they dump us- then we can't let go.... there never seems to be the perfect way to do it.
My best friend for years and girlfriend for 2 years broke up with me awhile ago. Then, she started dating someone she works with 1 month after she broke it off with me. It took me a long time to pull myself out of the ditch after it felt like I had been ran over by a truck. Now the problem is, she has this boyfriend, and yet she calls me and tells me that she misses me and that we never hang out anymore.... hello???? She wrote me an email telling me that she just has a hard time splitting her time. I haven't called in her in I don't know how long- she seems to call me everyday. I don't want her to split her time- I don't want 20% or 80%- it's all or nothing. If she has this new boyfriend now, then she should be happy with him and not miss me. To me, it's plain and simple (which doesn't make it easier), but there needs to be a line.

bryanzera

I did a dumb thing, but after looking back on the relationship, I dont feel too bad.

She graduated with dreams of going into the Army Officer Corps, but she wasn't smart enough to pass the test, so she moved back in with her parents, about three hours away. We decided that some *space* would be good for us. I decided *space* meant meeting someone who I was actually sexually compatible with and fucking like animals on speed. I wrote an allusional tale of the de-volutionary carnal romp between myself and this other woman, and suggested my soon-to-be ex read it. She called me, asked if it was true, and I agreed. She hung up on me, immediately called back, and said "Was it worth it?", to which I said "Yes". She said "Fine", and hung up again. That was the last time I talked to her.

Becky, I'm sorry for my immaturity, and I'm sorry for yours, too.

anti fishstick

well i think it really sucks when they think just because you didn't clearly define the relationship in the first place.. they don't even [clearly] break up with you.. just give you the cold shoulder for a little while until you take the hint.. it sucks because you don't want it to be true but it's there in the back of your mind. but they're still leading you on bcos they're not SAYING anything.... so then months later he tells you about his girlfriend and you're like "oh". when really, you've braced yourself for this moment for months, and even dreamed about him having a girlfriend. but it still stings like heck when reality catches up to you and you wonder why you weren't good enough..

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Himbo

When my ex wanted to break up with me she had her friend call me at 1 in the morning to tell me . . " I'm sorry but the relationship is terminated . . bye"
gotta love it.

motdakasha

It wasn't the actual break-up that drew the line for me, although what he did was despicable. After 2 years with him, he dumps me 2 weeks before my 18th birthday after promising to take me places that I previously couldn't go to. Honestly, I'm relieved that it's over because there were so many things about him that annoyed the shit out of me. Oh, and after several attempts to have a foursome with two other friends (A & B), he has a threesome without me with them the night after he breaks up with me. And he used the sex toys he originally used on me as well as MY expensive lube. About a few months later, he tries to make amends with me. At this point, I'm extremely cautious. I don't want to end up with this guy again. We establish something resembling friends with benefits. Then I find out that after his escapades with A & B, he goes off and cheats with yet another friend, C, who is dating one of my friends, D. Naive, I continue the semi-relationship just because sex is fun but not satisfying (in the 2 years we dated, he never made any effort to make me O).
Well, anyway, what finally made me cut off this dickhead was when he asked me to give him a blowjob (not uncommon). However, this time he sits at the edge of the bed (uncommon). I ask him to lay back to relax and stuff but he refuses, weird. It ends up leading into sex. The whole time he stays stationed in the same position and I can't figure out why. Then I find out. AFTER we've finished, he tells me he has this weird rash, he hasn't been to the doctor about it, and asks me what it is because he doesn't know. Apparently, he sat there in the same position to conceal the rash from me since it was below the balls on the underside of his thigh.

I flip out and start yelling. How dare he intentionally hide a rash from me, have sex with me, then tell me he has a rash but doesn't know what it is etc. etc.

Then, he says something to the effect of, well if I had an STD and I gave it to you, then we would have to love each other forever or something equally psychotic.

I packed all of my shit with haste and left. I forget my leather motorcycle jacket in his closet. A few months later I ask him where it is and he ignores me. I kept asking for about 3 years and he finally admitted to me that he at one point had it but probably doesn't anymore and if he does it's in his storage. (I forgot to mention that he is extremely manipulative and used to play games with me. If he found out I wanted something, he would promise to get it for me if I did X Y and Z. I would do XYZ and then he would ask me to do TUVW and then I would definitely for sure get it, but he would never follow through.) He joined the army not too long ago, so he's somewhere in Europe and can't check the storage. Before he left for Iraq, he messaged me on AIM claiming he has changed and yada yada wanting to be on good terms blah blah. I asked him where my jacket was and he started to play the same goddamn manipulative games. So, I told him I don't want to hear from him until he gets back, finds my jacket, and gives it back without playing stupid mind games. I told him there's no other way he can prove to me that he's changed until he's returned my jacket. Furthermore, if he comes back and refuses to look for it or give it back because I'm sure he still has it, I'm going to do my best to take him to small claims court. I'm not going to let him have MY 300$ worth of leather jacket that I know he'll probably use to get into another woman's pants.

No words can describe the hatred I feel for this man. He is the only person I truly wish ill-will upon.

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As is turns out, the rash was a yeast infection. I experienced my first yeast infection when I was with this guy. In fact, this was the only man I experience yeast infections with and I got them frequently. After he broke up with me, I cleared up. The fact that he got a yeast infection on his own and I was clean when he got it, indicates to me, that he was the source of my yeast infections. He had his waterbed constantly turned up way too high with thick unbreathable blankets. He also wore unbreathable clothing that made his crotch perfect breeding grounds for bacteria to grow. After the first time I got one, I asked him to use a damp cloth to wipe off before we had sex (since it's like the next best thing to a shower, which he didn't want to be required to always do before sex things). After my third yeast infection, I found out that instead of using a damp cloth, he had been using a few squares of dry toilet paper the whole time, which doesn't do jack shit. I got a few more yeast infections from him after that. God I hate him.

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Mael

i've never really been dumped, i've always succeeded in pre-emptive dumping. but i often seem to be a bit of an immature asshole about how it comes to be.

sophomore year of college, start dating this girl. go out a couple times, hook up a couple more times then we go out, and finally, i convince her to give me head. for her, this was a biggie. normally, she'd only go down on someone she really really really likes and was in a good relationship with, and would rather fuck before suck. well, anyways, 2 days before spring break, she goes down on me during a study break (we planned the hookup) and then i walked her home, went to dinner with friends, stayed up all night studying. didn't sleep at all. next day, run into her on the way to a test, say hi, quick kiss, take test, don't sleep that night either finishing a big paper and studying for another test. take test, go home, crash. i wake up at like 7pm when my dad comes to pick me up to go home for the week, she's already left for spring break and had left 2 messages on the machine, one not very nice. i broke up with her when we got back. i told her it was me, not her. i just wasn't really ready for a relationship (read: i still was in love with one of my best friends that nothing ever happened with and she was a bit of a plumper, and i thought i could do better attractive wise although she was cool as hell).

so anyways, she hates me. we run into each other 6 months later, and within a couple weeks are hooking up again. christmas break comes along, and i don't go to her sisters party because i want to go to one that a girl i have a crush on is going to be at. we don't speak again for a long time. just fizzled. mutual i guess. had a great time at that party though.

so we meet up again at some point, and are hanging out as friends (i said she was a cool girl. no joke). so one night, december 23rd to be exact, i come over to watch scary movie. we start fooling around and she's like, lets fuck. now, how could i turn her down? she's cute, great breasts, and could stand to maybe lose 10 pounds (which was the whole first time reason, errr... along with the other girl). anyways, we start dating, and it's going okay. then we decide to stop dating and just keep up a fuck friend relationship (i didn't want the relationship, but she was the one who suggested keeping fucking). so then she tells me a few weeks later "i think i'm falling in love with you." i left pretty quickly after that. made working with her at the restaurant a little awkward after that.

funny thing is, of all the girls i've ever dated/hooked up with, she's the one i wish i could try it again with. it was like dating my best friend, but i just wasn't ready to accept that. now she's married with child.

Godric

Dumped at 6 am on a Saturday morning by my gf who did so just before she left on vacation. The "conversation consisted of

Her: 'Hi...uh...we can't see each other anymore.'
Me: 'What...huh? :::barely awake:::
Her: 'Well gotta go...bye!"

I come to find out afterwards that her mom felt that her daughter was merely a "booty call" (direct quote) for me, and that she would be better off without me. For me this was the woman I had intended to marry at the time. I had sacrificed a lot to be with her with out ever thinking about it.

She married some guy a year later only to leave him the weekend following their wedding. She moved back home with her mother. I don't usually enjoy the misfortune or suffering of others (esp. those I love), but I have to admit I always get a smile when I think about that.

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tfin

I feel ya man. The ones that you don't see coming and that you can't do anyhting about once you know are the worst. I was engaged, and I was with the girl for 7 years. Really don't want to get in to details. But I now have an engagement ring on my desk.

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I'll sum my "bad break-up" up in three words:

Serious Mental Illness

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shagnscoob

she took my friends
she took my happyness
she took my pride
she took everything


id love to go into more detail, but its my bedtime




-.- i have only recently recovered (not getting over her, just, becoming myself again).

aestivalis

I screwed up behind her....
kept it from her for a week so she could focus on her exams
told her, 4 day cool off
break-up; but still tried going out for a month, including a day long out of town trip.

She goes home to her province a month later, some contact via celphone...
then next thing I know, she's going out with her ex again!

Amano

It wasn't particularly messy or anything like this, but it's still my worst breakup in terms of how crappy/depressed/bad I felt afterwards:

We had been going out for 5 months, and it's going absolutely wonderfully. She did and said several things that showed that we were really something special, something more than her many past relationships (and I still believe she was speaking the truth)... To name a few, 3 weeks into the relationship, she tells me in (happy) tears that she wants to stay together when she goes to a 9 month study abroad program 6 months down the road... or that she ignored personal "limits" she would impose on herself in past relationships because she thought our relationship was that good...

So 5 months in, things are going absolutely great, and she tells me, completely out of the blue, she has unresolved feelings for an ex boyfriend, who she had gone out with some 2+ years ago, and the 2 months they had gone out were a complete disaster, but still she had these unresolved feelings..... so she breaks up with me.... and I'm left thinking wtf...

Ok, not as bad or messy as some others, but damn i had to get that off my chest....

Enigma

My worst breakup was actually from my shortest relationship. I broke up with a girl I was dating in college because all she ever did was complain. She never had a positive thought about anyone or anything and I just couldn't take it anymore. I sat down with her one night and told her how I felt. She seemed to take it well.

A few weeks later, my phone, power, and cable tv were all shut off. When I went to have them reconnected, the utility boards said that I had asked to have them turned off because I was moving. Somehow she had my social security number and had them all cancelled. She also had my Visa check card reported stolen, slashed my tires, spray painted my house, impersonated me online, padlocked my house, filled my mailbox with caulk, and poisioned my trees. I called the police on each incident, but they refused to do anything because of lack of evidence. They finally issued a restraining order against her when my video camera caught her in the act of taking a shit in the back of my pickup truck. I haven't heard anything out of her in quite some time, but I'm always looking over my shoulder. PSYCHO

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All I'll give is a quote from me, "Our relationship is like I bought something at the store. The 30-day warranty is up and I decided I don't want it- so I'm gonna take you back."

cliv

We dated for about 6 months...

We both travelled alot for work for a short while. Usually she was home and I was away and then I was home and she was away.

At dinner one night she told me "I've found someone who took your place while you were away". Needless to say, we never saw each other again.

Kyp

After 8 and a half months, I get this phone call -

Her - "Hey"
Me - "Hey"
Her - "I just called to tell you I'm back with an old boyfriend now, bye."

First and only break up... still kills me every day even after 3 months.

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frank_tj_mackey

This one time in high school I was seeing this extremely hot blonde and for the month or so we were seeing each other, it was all physical, but no sex.

She tells me one night as she's sitting on top of me that she doesn't want to have sex until marriage. I responded by saying that was cool, and that I respected her wishes.

Anyway, the next night I am following a friend of mine in traffic and we come to a stop light. This girl I am seeing is sitting next to me and all of a sudden, she sees a group of guys she knows standing on the corner. So while the light is red, she gets out of my car and runs over to them and starts this conversation. Meanwhile, my car door is wide open and the light has turned green. My friend I was following is beginning to disapear into the distance and cars behind me are honking. I needed to make a conscious decision right then and there. So I did. I left.

I started college that fall and a few years later I was back home in a bar with some old friends and they told me that about six month after I broke up with the blonde, she got pulled over by a local cop and she fucked him to get out of a speeding ticket. She couldn't keep it a secret either, and before long the whole town knew about it. This resulted in an investigation of the entire police department, which found that half the force had at one time or another, forced a girl to have sex with them to get out of a ticket. I think something like, five or six officers got canned.

And I always wondered why I could never get out of tickets back in high school. What a cheap whore.

That's my two cents.

thalakos315

bleh.. my worst breakup destroyed my life for a few years
i met her in my german class in highschool where we became extremely close friends.
after 2 years we move the friendship into more of a romantic relationship and things are going great for about a year.
so everything is going great and then all of a sudden she starts ditching me and spending time with my best friend of 6years (he had been living with me for about 2years at this point) that goes on for a week and she tells me that their now dating.. soon after she takes up a job as a stripper (which she knew i hated)
but we tried to remain friends afterwards.. and we were still pretty close for about 3months... one night she shows up at my house after she got off work.. one thing leads to another and she ends up cheating on my former best friend.. she says shes going to break it off with him that morning and that she'd stop by later on or give me a call.. week goes by without me seeing her or returning my calls.. so i stop by.. she tells me shes staying with him and that she only needed closure with me.. i left.. and haven't seen her since.. aside from the occasional run in here and there..
sad thing is.. is that i still love her :/
he treated her like shit.. although honestly i don't feel that i had done any better i didn't do a lot of things i should of done even though i may have wanted to

Rlyss

The following all happened about ten months ago. I met this girl and we went out for coffee, then out for a drink, we ended up making out with each other, even though she had told me she had a boyfriend. This was my first real relationship and I was as nevous as anything, so I assure you she initiated everything. Anyway, I didn't like that she had a boyfriend so I told her that we should be friends and that wouldn't happen again. Anyway, a week later it happened again but I admit although we were both a bit tipsy, it wasn't her doing all the initiating this time.

So she breaks up with the boyfriend for me, then gets back with him, then breaks up with him again. All the while fucking the both of us. I guess at the time I was feeling very self-assured that I got this fantastic girl, and very horny as it was my first sexual relationship. I was feeling very cocky

About 5 months into our relationship, after she had dumped the other guy for good, she tells me she may have gotten drunk and kissed some guy at a party! I go nuts, she starts bawling and crying and I forgive her. Then I notice her condom stash is getting smaller and smaller every time I go to her apartment, not proportial to the amount I use them either.

Even still I am totally ecstatic about everything, I am madly in love with her and my life has never been better!

Me being weak-willed I have sex with her with no condom on a bunch of times. She meets a new friend and he and her seem very, very close but I am too much of a wimp to confront her. She tells me one day that she has chlamydia! Where did that come from, I wonder? My first sexual relationship and I get an STD? I'm so scared at this moment, I am so far out of my league I'm going nuts!

Anyway, one day out of the blue she tells me that we should just be friends. I had had a few beers that afternoon so I couldn't drive her home so we still slept together in my bed that night, and the next morning we have sex, even though we've broken up? I put on a charade of being happy and agreeing with her but inside I'm dying. She goes on vacation for two months, comes back and we're gonna meet up for a coffee. I go up to her apartment and she lets me in and she's in her room with the door clothed, and her 'new friend' is lying on the couch on his stomach! I go in and take a look at him and he doesn't get up, he just lays there looking very uncomfortable... almost as if he has an erection and can't stand up to greet me! I've decided long ago that I'm so much better off without her and I take her out of coffee just for the hell of it. We get there, sit in silence for a few minutes, out of the blue I slam down $5 on the table and walk off, leaving her in the middle of a coffee shop on her own with everyone staring.

Later she begs me to meet with her so she can explain, we go out for dinner and she's flirting like anything, but I know I don't want it. We're about to drive home and I look out the window and see her totally drunk 'friend', throwing up and walking into parked cars in the middle of the night, walking along the street. I tell her she'd better take care of him, she gets out and I drive off leaving her and her drunk 'friend' in the middle of nowhere at midnight.

The last thing I ever said to her was 'I don't give a damn what you do. Just fuck off.'

Sorry for the long story Now it's been almost a year and I've decided that I don't miss her, used to miss the lifestyle, but now I'm with a wonderful woman

EleqTrizi'T

Your stories all trump mine, but here's mine anyway...

Dating a girl. It was the day Independence Day the movie came out. She had waited in line all day for like 8 hrs, then came over to my place to suprise me with the tickets (they were really hard to get).

I wasn't really too sure about how I felt about her, but I really wanted to see the movie.

On the way to the movie, she introduces me to her best friend and her bf. They were complete and total geeks and religious dweebs. I hated them. Afterward she said "I think we should hang out with them more, don't you? It'll be so fun!". And I said, "I don't want to see you anymore. I think we should end it, we're too different".

Never talked to her since.

Steffi

The worst was with my first bf. It seemed as though things were going perfectly and then all of a sudden he broke up with me after 4 years of on and off dating. Come to find out, he was cheating on me with my best friend. But things are great now, cause i'm in love with the greatest guy in the world.

Vyk

I decided to break up with my fiance about 4 years into our relationship. In the beginning she'd been fun, sweet, kind, and very fun in bed. She ended up having to move into my home about the 3rd year we were together.

She changed completely. Instead of talking about our problems and communicating she'd start slamming her fists into her legs and screaming at me like she was a 5 year old. That was difficult to deal with but when she threw a end table lamp at me I knew it was over. Having to duck out of the way of flying 10 lbs objects is what we call unacceptable.


Glad you and him broke up permanently. Sounds like he treated you horribly. It boggles my mind sometimes to find out how emotionally manipulative people can be. Egocentric behavior seems to be the norm in the "bad breakups" club here.

present_future

My junior year of high school, i was going out with this girl for about 3 months. We were together as much as was possible with school and other activities.

Anyway, one day she comes up to me and tells me that when i get off work, she'll be waiting for me. I was like ok (she'd done it before.)
So I get off work, and she's waiting in the parking lot. And the first thing she says to me is "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
We spent about an hour outside in 10 degree weather and the whole time she was telling me that she still loved me but she wasn't going to be with me anymore.
There was a bit of crying (mostly by me, i was crushed) and after we were done talking, she goes across the street where one of her friends works and supposedly cries to her about it.

Then i realize i don't see her car parked anywhere, but as i'm driving away, i see that she's in the car with a guy who i had thought of as a good friend.
When i talked to her the next day she said that she had him give her ride because she didn't think she would be able to drive after she broke up with me. She told me that he just took her to her friend's house where she fell to the ground crying her eyes out.

It wasn't until the next week when i learned that she didn't go straight to her friend's house. Instead, she went over to the guy's house and spent 3 hours in his arms, supposedly crying. Within 2 weeks they were going out.
About 6 months later, they broke up and she started to show up at the same places i was. She started dropping hints that she wanted to get back together.
You know what i told her
Fuck off bitch

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em1014

The summer after my junior year in hs I went on a photography trip to the beach for a week with 10 or so friends from school, one of which was my bf. We had been good friends since 4th grade and had decided to date about 6 mos or so before the beach trip. Everything seemed ok, we hadn't been talking as much as usual before the trip but we always went in spells so I didn't think anything of it. Wed. he was acting kinda odd so I cornered him into telling me what was wrong. He told me he was gay and eventually he told me he like another one of the guys who came with us. Now being that I wasn't allowed to tell ANYONE, the rest of the week was hell. All I wanted to do was go talk to my gf's but couldn't. I had to play like life was wonderful. Not to mention.. the 8 hr ride home was me, my ex, and the guy he liked cramed into the back seat.

With all that said and done everything worked out for me. I ended up with a really good friend. We stayed best friends for a few years but going to different colleges has seperated us quite a bit.

Averett

My college boyfriend broke up with me the day I got out of the hospital

Story:

I met him my senior year, he was a freshman (although only a year younger than I was..) We got along great, I loved him, he was my first blah blah blah. Anyway, I graduate and it's time for me to go back home to NY (college was in VA). I bring up us breaking up. I loved him, but I knew deep down that the distance would kill it. He says no, we can work it out. So we stay together. Talk on the phone a few times a week, things are okay.

In November he started telling me about this girl he met online who's from the next town over. High school girl, 17.. He's 21. He always had a lot of girl friends, so I wasn't worried. Well, I should have been. He ended up telling her that we broke up in October when I visited him for homecoming. Well, we did break up, because I wanted to, but he asked me back. And I stupidly got back with him.

Anyway, I buy him plane tickets to visit me for New Years. He fucks this girl the week before he comes to see me. He gets here, we go out the night he gets in and he's driving home from the bar. Had one beer. Feel asleep at the wheel. We crash into a little retaining wall. I break my arm, leg, big cut above my left eye. I'm in the hospital for 5 days. Spend New Years in the hospital. The bastard doesnt even give me flowers or anything.

Each day he visited me in the hospital, he would disappear for 15 minutes or so. I found out later that he was calling the other girl. So I have surgery, and I'm released from the hospital. Im getting ready to go to sleep that night and he says to me "I think we should break up." I was shocked. I just sat there and said "Okay." I had to sit there and pretend everything was okay for 4 more days until he flew back home.

I found out about 2 months later that he slept with another girl the week before I visited him in October, and that he was "dating" the 17 year old while we were still together.

Even after I talked to this girl (she had no idea about me), she still stayed with him. Well, karma bit both of them in the ass when he got her pregnant. I found this out when I was visiting for homecoming the following year and saw him. He asked how my family was, and I told him about my sister having a baby. He says "Oh, Susanne (I think thats her name..) had an abortion a few months ago." What the hell do I say to that?

Long story, sorry... Anyway, this was 2 1/2 years ago and I hope karma is still kicking him in the ass.

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The.Lunatic

Heh, mine was we were really madly in love then we spent a summer apart, got back she says that she still loves me and always will in a way, but no longer has feeling for me that would be sufficient to keep her in this relationship. Followed, by not breaking up with me leaving me fucking trying to figure out wtf is going on and whenever i ask her she just says i don't know.

Fuct if you ask me.

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buddle

My first breakup was the worst, this summer

Meet this girl, lives 50min away, awsome! First date is a total match! We meet a few times, I go away one week for a festival in Denmark. Come home and get the message that she had meet someone else and would rather be friends. Like lighting from a clear sky!

That hurt and still does

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