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Your Breakup Stories
SkyGheNe
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I want to read about break ups.
What is your break up story? Was there something funny? Something sad? Did everything hit all at once? Have you ever been able to be friends immediately after a breakup? I just want to read about others and their experiences.
What is your break up story? Was there something funny? Something sad? Did everything hit all at once? Have you ever been able to be friends immediately after a breakup? I just want to read about others and their experiences.
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You mess with the dolphin, you get the nose.
What followed was a few months of dwindling communications before she finally just stopped even trying to keep in touch with me at all... and then found out she was back at her moms place via her myspace update listing some new photo's and changing her status to single.
A few days later (on valentines day!) I then had the pleasure of finding out she'd racked up a few hundred dollars in downloading music/themes/etc and texts/phone calls on our shared phone line and was screwing some other guy (who was also engaged to someone else).
Yeah, that wasn't much fun, and I'm still a fair bit bitter about it even years later.
- I've broken up with a girl, my very first technically-girlfriend, via hand-written letter, in highschool.
- I've been broken up with by my first actual-girlfriend by means of last-minute changes to the senior ball.
- I've broken up with a girl when posed with a choice to move across the country with her, only to find myself doing so anyway by force.
- I've been broken up with the day after Christmas in a long-distance relationship, after turning away two very interested girls over the course of the relationship.
They all have lessons to impart. Except the last, it's still got ongoing baggage. I'll elaborate on any in much greater detail if there's interest. After I've had some sleep.
2. Had a fling with an older woman...felt bad about it because I couldn't see us staying together. Ended it, on advice from some of the people in this forum. If the same thing happened now, I might have kept it going longer but with more realistic expectations.
3. Dating a woman from Canada. We decided the easiest way to be together after almost 2 years of dating long distance would be to get married. AFTER the small ceremony but BEFORE the paperwork went through she told me she was in love with a good friend of hers and that was that. Took it pretty hard for a month or so but moved on.
4. Casually dating various people recently, breakups just happen. "Think we should take a break." "Now's not a great time for me." That sort of language. Initiated by me as often as not.
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-Lastest girlfriend (2 months - 2nd year of Uni) broke up with me and said she just wasn't into the relationship, and she didn't want to hurt me. I felt the same way so all was well. Friends sort of after. It's only been a couple weeks though.
-Girlfriend (5 months - 1st year of Uni) before that said that it was way too difficult to see me (as I wasn't free a lot, which wasn't remotely true) and that she just wasn't into me/into the relationship. Felt sort of crappy after that for a week but I got over it. Not really friends after.
-Broke up with a girlfriend as I was going to University (1 month - Summer before Uni/1st year of Uni) and she wasn't and we were 7 hours and a couple years of age apart. It was a swell relationship but we were also at two different stages of our lives. Still friends though! Just out of contact as she's in a different country this year for an exchange.
-Broke up with a girlfriend for the same Uni reason (9 months - Grade 12/Summer before Uni) and that she was way into the relationship and I had gotten tired of it and things about her/she did started to drive me nuts. Definitely not friends.
I don't regret any as they've helped make me who I am today and I've learned a lot about being in a relationship with a person. I can elaborate on any if necessary.
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Thank you for sharing these stories...going through a bit of a break up right now and we live in the same apartment. It's really tough.
Working backwards my last girlfriend was probably my first serious relationship. It only lasted a month and I was falling for her, she was a classmate and everything seemed great as it normally does. Then one day she said "no, I'm sorry, this isn't working out for me" and dumped me. Well of course I was heart broken and emotional, in hindsight I am happy she was at least honest and upfront with me and she was as nice as could possibly be. What gets me, however, is what happened afterwards. I of course saw her again a week later just before our lecture, I'd prepared myself and acted as mature and nice as possible. And when another class mate joined us we all started trading drinking stories, seeing as both of them were going on a cruise party set up by their club.
And this guy tells us a story where he and several other buddies convinced a friend after a night of black-out drunkeness that he had taken another friend's virginity in his inebriated state. Stupid, horrible, laugh-at-how-bad-of-a-situation sort of prank and whatnot. We three laughed and then this guy said to my ex, right in front of me knowing about what had happened just seven days prior, "oh hey maybe I'll drunkenly take your virginity on this cruise!" To say I stared daggers at him would be putting it kindly. But I swallowed my pride and anger and moved on. Then a week later those two started dating and they've been together for more than a year.
such a great story i said it twice
but then there was one lady who tried to frame me for breaking into her house. and I dont mean a comedy misunderstanding. I mean she knew it wasnt me who did it but she tried to get the cops on me anyway.
oh and then a different ex who decided to cyber stalk my current gf. she nearly broke us up by digging up all sorts of shit from the past, but she did it anonymosly and was twofaced enough to give us 'support'
she was my gm for like 3-4 years
smart, funny, good looking girl, she ran the guild with her boyfriend who lived in sweden
april 09 or so she broke up with him out of the blue, and we started talking
ingame moved to skype/msn, moved to phonesex, moved to regular sex
asked her out in may and i was happy for the first time in a long time
she came down to visit me, i went up to visit her throughout the summer
then autumn came and she got distant
stopped calling me, wouldnt tell me what was going on
i found out later she had started seeing a guildie on the side and travelled to belgium to fuck him
anyway i got fed up and ended it the day before her birthday, after she told me not to come up to see her for it
it took a FUCKING LONG TIME to get over her and im still not 100%
she was a good friend and i miss her but yeah she duped me so im not going there again
But yeah, in a fit of blind idiocy, I ignored all that and said to myself "she'll be better now with me." Once again, stupid. Anyway, after a couple of weeks she finally tells me, after already saying she loves me, "I don't feel that way any more" and kicks me to the curb. Then she starts up fights with me. Then she makes a huge scene of cutting off all contact. Then a month later she comes back and says she's sorry and she wants to be friends again and maybe give us another shot. Then she hooks up with several people that night. Then she makes another scene of cutting off all contact again. By this point I finally realise the insanity my friends have been trying to pull me away from and I just shrug it off and move on with my life. Admittedly I did start drinking and smoking more, and this did lead to the aforementioned next relationship, which led to even more drinking and smoking once that fell through. But I was rid of her and this girl was no longer in my life which was definitely a plus.
And then she became an underwear model.
i was the most heartbroken nerd
I've quit smoking, I'm finally doing a degree in something I love, I've made some new, better friends while keeping my closest and best ones still by my side and I met the right girl for me. Sure, only a year in that may seem silly and naive, but I'm so much happier than I have ever been and it's in a large part because of her. She's made me a better person and within a month of meeting her she already had such a profound effect on my life. Unlike before with those other girls, who deep down I knew were not going to last, I cannot imagine my life without my current girlfriend right now. Neither of us can. With us it really was and is a case of perfect timing, luck and that gut feeling you get when you know you want to spend the rest of your life with the person that makes you happiest and makes you want to be yourself.
Then again like I said, and cannot stresst enough, cosmic luck was the case with me.
Well, it goes like this. First, I made some superlatively bad choices with this woman. First, I stayed with her for the entire two years that I lived in Scotland. She was still here in the US. Dumb, huh? Well, it gets worse.
When I get back, I get my academic affairs in order. I have an academic scholarship offer to Cornell, which is what I'm leaning toward. She begs and cries, cries and begs..."I can't get into Cornell. Just stay in Washington. You don't really want to do math. You can be a Bio major at UW." So eventually, I relent. Let me tell you, it burned some goddamned bridges with my family.
A couple months later, she calls and says she needs to talk. I meet her, and she's bawling. "Oh shits," I think. This is where she tells me that she didn't get into UW. FUCK. Well, we've got virtually no time left until the school year starts. "Where in the hell DID you get in?"
"The only other school I applied to. Washington State."
FUUUUUUUUUUCK.
Well, I hadn't applied there, but I hurry shit through, and I get in. I have a horrible first semester, bitter that I basically gave up Cornell to attend shit-ass WSU because my girlfriend is too stupid to get into UW. She, on the other hand, is loving the school; the only problem for her is that she is getting more and more worried that I'm going to dump her for someone else, this being a college town and all. She suggests we move off-campus, and live together.
"Why the fuck not?" I think. So I agree. And we move in to a little place just off campus and set up house. Shit immediately goes pear-shaped. Whereas before, I was only around her for maybe 15-20 hours a week at most, now I am fucking stuck. And she is an emotional wreck, living in constant fear that I am going to leave her. I spend all my time trying to make her feel better about things. She spends all her time in bed. Stops wanting to go out. Stops helping out around the house. My life at this point is basically composed of being her therapist and doing all the goddamned chores, because she is too goddamned mopey.
Flash forward to the end of the semester. One day, I get an email on my school account. It is from a girl who is a mutual friend of my girlfriend and I. It is composed of a sequence of emails between the two of them. Subject? Me. My girlfriend, whose hand I've been holding for the last three months, is complaining that I'm a selfish ass who only cares about myself, who refuses to ever go out, or help out around the house (which is why, she tells this friend, that we never invite her over). Basically, she is telling our friend that I am the one with the issues and the fears and the lazy depression bullshit. She closes by saying that she is "this close to calling it quits".
"Fuck this," I think.
So I spend the last three weeks before "dead week" (the week before finals) letting our chores pile up. I don't do any dishes. I don't clean the bathroom. I don't sweep, mop, vacuum, or pick anything up. I DO, however, rent a storage unit. And one day, while my girlfriend is in a three hour block of class and labs, I have two friends come over, and I move all my shit into the storage unit. I leave her stuff. I leave the stuff we got together. And mostly, I leave the horrible mess and piles of rubbish. I also leave a note.
"Sorry, honey. I've been 'this close to calling it quits' for a while now. Here's a check for my half of the remaining rent on the lease. Anything I've left, you can consider yours, as you can with the deposit. Good luck during finals!"
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Tell you what though. One thing that always cheers me up is that afterwards. I call my friends and every time without fail they come out with me and we had boozey epic fun nights.
Pushing bacon nowdays is code with my friends from vomiting. Because due to one night where we stopped for food, my friend threw up in a sink (because I was throwing up in the toilet) he had to push the partially digested bacon through the drain to clean up.
Hence the phrase pushing bacon.
Satans..... hints.....
My first "break up" wasn't really a break up because I did not know I was even dating the said girl. I knew this one girl that hung out with me, but we did not officially date. She just ran up to me in high school with her little bitch patrol and said "We're breaking up". I was just all "Wait we were dating?". Girls and their fucking dumb games.
Second break up I had to cut off, girl was a heroin addict and had daddy issues. Was stealing money off me to boot. Then asked why we broke up.
Third was a doozy, I dated this Taiwanese girl for a while, things were fine then she went to University and her mother put her under lock and chain, did not let her go out and shit. After 1 year of only being able to communicate through mobile phone and occasionally getting the chance to meet her at lunch at her uni, she sends me this fucked up email about how she was an absent girlfriend and that she was sorry for the trouble. Then said she was now seeing someone else. Great.
Fourth was short lived, about 2 odd months. She decided sucking off a guy at a bar was worth our relationship because I did not contact her over the weekend. I was in hospital, she forgot that so I forgot her.
Fifth was something else, daddy issues, severe anger problems. Found out she was sleeping with a 50 year old when she was 14 and that she still randomly did see him. Shes now 21 and he is 57 and they have a kid together. I know how to pick em.
Sixth was a story too long to post. To cut it short, dated Japanese girl, she did not let me see my friends, one friend had a fight with me over it and I lost him as a friend, friend breaks us up in the most fucked up way, she leaves me. I follow her to Japan to prove that I did not hate her, she doesn't believe me and now doesn't contact me.
Seventh and last passed away in terrible circumstances and it is not something I like talking about, but it has pushed me to pretty much give up.
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first one was fine, but second one I was naturally swamped with finals and got SUPER sick, and she was being absolutely batty about it. Like, blaming me for not spending time with her, blaming me for not putting off my finals to hang out, whatever. I'm not one of those guys who says every ex is crazy just because she's an ex, but this was very weird.
Right before we left she apologized sort of, and we agreed to not be together over the summer and to let things naturally develop. Also, to keep in touch (word for word). Well, summer starts, and she doesn't really "keep in touch"--she calls me between 1 and 3 times a day. I don't get it the first few days because I am interning and also I like to leave my phone at home, so when I do finally pick up I figure ok, we talked, she'll probably lay off for a bit, though. She keeps calling, a lot, and gets super combative that I don't pick up. Finally, I'm like, "you need to stop, this isn't making me want to be with you," and she's very nice about it and it goes pretty well!
Then we get back to school a couple weeks ago and she wants to talk, and I go "ok, why" and it slowly comes out that she expected that we would get back together. Ha, uh
she goes out for a camping trip in Colorado
she calls a week later, while high on mushrooms:
"met a guy named Coi, and now I'm painting houses in california."
so yeah.
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didn't wear shoes.
feet were fucking naasty
plus he was starting to get an infection but refused to go to the doctor.
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wh
what?
Cancer.
I initially supported her and contacted her family who I knew pretty well and got along great with offering my best wishes. They were pretty confused because her dad is the family practitioner, and has all of her medical records on file, and hadn't once had a diagnosis of any such kind show up.
At first I was like, well she could have private medical records, what if. But then he told me that she had seen a specialist specifically to test for the type of cancer she said she had developed, and the test results he had came back with nothing.
Man.
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we both lived twenty minutes outside of town, just, in the opposite directions
blerg
This is literally me and my girlfriend right now. We fucking live on opposite sides of the Harbiur Bridge which connects our city together.
It's annoying as hell but what else can ya do
Girls and their fetishes with guys who "don't give a shit"
"He bashes me, but I love him. You don't understand!"
"He is always on drugs and angry, but I love him! I don't know why"
"His smelly infected feet are so attractive! You would not know"
Herp derp.
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That's the girl who faked cancer.
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but a guy I knew in High school had a crazy breakup.
This girl he had been with for a while baked him a bunch of cupcakes that spell "Will you go to prom with me?"
He ate them and said no.
I was floored. That was something you only hear or joke about, but it happened to someone I knew. It was surreal.
Skip several days of me being stressed and worried about her and what was going on, I get a phone call informing me that it's over.
Shit comes out of fucking nowhere as far as I was concerned, my only clue had been that she wanted that space, and I hadn't put that together, so I'm just fucking floored, stammering and trying to understand why she's doing this and what's actually happening, I could not figure it out, couldn't figure out why she wanted to do this, couldn't figure out what I had done wrong, why I wasn't good enough for her, why I was so worthless in her eyes.
I spent the next few days in a daze, just laying around crying, eating, and sleeping.
I got a message from a friend, telling me I should look at a certain blog page on a certain website we all knew each other on, and there in the comments was my ex of the past 3 days, publicly declaring her love for another guy in a way that she had to know I would eventually see.
The website became a place of horror for me, a bit later when I had a working computer, I could not visit it without thinking of her, the forums became a no-go zone for me because pictures of them together, kissing and such, would crop up from time to time, and I would end up weeping and broken all over again, in the end I posted something on my blog/profile page about how I needed a break from the website because it was fucking me up, and telling people not to worry, standard shit when you're going to be gone for a while from a community where you have friends, and the guy she was now with took the opportunity to comment about how butthurt I was, and how I had to get over it.
In the end I managed to get an admin to delete my account, and felt better because I had cut that tie and could more simply avoid the website, I also found out who my real friends are when several of them befriended her, and him, on Facebook in the aftermath.
There is an entire, rather popular, band that I cannot listen to without tearing up and risking a meltdown, because it was our favourite band when we were together.
Mention of her home city, either of their usernames, or the city where he was living when they started getting together will have the same effect.
This all happened about two years ago, I am still a miserable wreck that can't get over it and I no longer trust myself in terms of understanding what other people mean, or reading their emotions, or anything like that.
yuuup.
it was kinda during my hippy phase in high school.
we were together for 8 months, pretty much 24/7. half the time we were high on pot, never did anything other than that though.
she really wanted to go to Rainbow. Big hippy fest thing. I didn't, but was cool if she went - I'm not really a jealous guy, plus she really wanted to go.
So while at Rainbow hippy fest she tried acid for the first time, and had some sort of epiphany.
She then decided to hitchhike to california and do whatever. She got a job painting houses.
she called me on her lunch break while high on mushrooms thousands of miles away. When I got upset she was just "oh wow, i didn't expect this. this isn't going how i thought it would at all. look, im high on mushrooms, i can't take this right now" and hung up.
After about a week or two of my being a little bitch I realized "hoooolly fuuuuuck. what was I thinking?" And from then on, I was no longer a hippy.
she had a kid a year later i think and is now living in a commune somewhere in missouri.
also get this
her name is December Wolf
Shoulda fuckin saw that from a mile away.
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