You Broke Up How?

NeedsHelp

September 12, 2010 @ (WestCoast)

Tags: Tags

My girlfriend of 9 years broke up with me to be with an old high school friend. The sad part is that I have a feeling that they will eventually get married within the next year or so. I’m absolutely crushed like never before. We’ve had our share of problems throughout our relationship and unfortunately it’s mostly my fault. I feel so stupid for taking her for granted.

We met in college back in 2001 and it started out as the most beautiful thing in this world that either of experienced. We were soul mates and were certain that we’d be together forever. It was like we were two peas in a pod, amongst a campus full of strangers and were very happy we found one another. It didn’t take us but 6 months to move in together we were so in love. However, after graduating college, I struggled for years, and was depressed even, to find a job. She supported us for most of our relationship as she was blessed with a wonderful career as an exceptional community organizer, which she now serves as the executive director of her organization. Me on the other hand, struggled immensely to find my passion, and had several dead end low paying jobs.. This was emotionally hard on me, and most certainly on her. However, we would make the best of our situation by taking various trips around the country and enjoying the natural bond we had for one another. We didn’t have to take trips really we enjoyed staying home together, whether we were intimately conversing about any topic or making passionate love. However, my career struggles took a severe toll on our relationship. I even went through a period of alcohol abuse, which lasted a couple of years. Eventually, after 4 great years she began to loose interest in me, and cheated on me a few times. Although I was obviously crushed, I took her back because I loved her so so much and believed we could work through anything, plus I always envisioned her as the mother of my kids. Fast forward to January 2008, I eventually found a job which pays great and I absolutely love-- finally I’m able to support us and feel good about myself in that regard. We celebrated the entire 2008 in the name of my success and life seemed golden--finally my career struggle was over! Unfortunately I started to drink again and lied several times about it and thus undermining any trust left. At that time, she started to give me warnings that I had to stop or else she’d leave. Fortunately I finally stopped, but we would still argue. She also began to voice, starting in mid-June of this year, that she was growing unsatisfied in our relationship and that we needed to talk. I unfortunately kept prolonging “the talk” and became slightly tuned out every time she said it. Beginning of August I noticed she started to act suspect: she seemed to pay more attention to sending text messages on her smart phone than being in my company. So, I naturally had a hunch something was wrong, so I checked her work email and noticed she made reservations at hotel to be with some random guy, the weekend I was going out of town visit college friends in LasVegas. To make a long painful story short, I confronted her about it over the phone while she was at work, she became shell-shocked that I found out and started crying. We hang up and she eventually came home from work. The first thing she said was we should break up… and that I should‘ve talked to her but now it‘s too late we have to break up. I’m begging and pleading for her to get her to change her mind, and that we should talk now, but she insisted we should break up. The next day I go to work, come back home and she’s gone. I call her and she said we shouldn’t be around each other anymore and one of us needs to move out. Now I’m in further disbelief and shock. What follows after that is even more painful drama, trauma rather, and would take another 500 words or so to explain but I‘ll save the detail--it’s bad.. In short, she’s been at a friends house for the past 3 weeks looking for a place and blocked my number from her cell phone, it turns out this random guy is an old high school friend and they are in a intimate partnership. She even hinted that they are talking about marriage. Meanwhile I’ve been alone in our old apartment reminiscing, broken-hearted but refusing to let go, looking at old pictures and her belongings, under an unbearable amount of sorrow, loss of appetite and motivation, deteriorating self-esteem and ego. I’ve been reading passages from Psalms to make it through the day. My life feels like it’s over.

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Andy

January 10, 2016 @ (Miami)

Tags: Bad breakup

My breakup started on the eve of Christmas me and my girlfriend had been dating for over 6 years. We were meant to be High school sweat hearts. We loved each other talked on the phone every night before going to bed and never really got bored of each other. One day at work I got a text from her saying she wants to break up because she doesn't love me anymore. She told me sorry this is what I want. In shock I couldn't believe it I taught it was a prank she wouldn't pick up my calls or text. As I left work driving fast as hell to her house. I banged on her window crying asking to please talk to me she had the lights on and then quickly turned them off. At that point her step dad came out angry as hell screaming at me telling me he doesn't care what's going on between us if I don't leave his front porch he would call the cops and arrest me. Never cheated, never did anything bad, knew the family for 6 years even went on trips with them. Sad thing too I was going to purpose to her, since then close to being a month she hasn't gotten in contact with me and deleted me from all social media. Moral is I haven't gotten over it I probably won't I will always love her but only wishing that person the best and hoping they get what they are looking for is the only way to somehow over come something like this.

Annabell

January 26, 2011 @ (Minnesota)

Tags: Text, Dating, Friend

So, he texted me saying were over.. told me he didnt want a girlfriend. Then 3 days later texted me "it was one hell of a run". After our 6 month relationship and him not deciding he wanted a girlfriend he starts to date my friend a month later... i introduced them...

Some1

October 13, 2009 @ (don't matter)

Tags: broken heart, lost love

There was this girl. I had known her for years and years. I met her in 5th grade and ever since then we became friends. We wouldn't talk much but we'd always have something to say to each other. We grew up...her becoming gorgeous day by day and me realizing how much this girl knows me. We'd literally sit for hours talking about our lives and our beliefs. She had a cold outside, but inside she was warm and sweet as sugar. She went out with my best friend at one time and I didn't mind. I always felt she would come back to me. So I waited. 2 long years I waited until finally all those times of going to her house to have sandwiches got to me, all those times of sitting in class cracking on everyone else got to me, all those times of hanging out and generally loving each others presence got to me......I fell in love...or so I thought. I felt perfect. Everything was right. Just being in her presence took away all my demons, my frustrations, my unwavering pathetically insignificant life. I felt like a person in front of her. Like I mattered. I fell in love with my dream girl.

But then things got different. She went to college and hooked up wit some dude...She swore it was a mistake and that it was the first time she had gotten drunk. My dumbass believed her. Why? Because I believe in HER and ME...together. I told her we'd work through this. A couple months later, she told me she had to break it off because her parents didn't approve of me even though they had known me my entire life. They thought I was unpredictable and was going no where in life just because I wasn't becoming a doctor. She told me her parents didn't approve and I believed her. We broke up and God did it fuckin hurt. I couldn't talk to her, email her, nothing. She said her parents knew about us and were making sure I didn't call her. I lost touch with her. My best friend told me he went to go see her to console her because he knew we were both going through a hard time. He came to my place afterwards and TO MY FACE told me that nothing happened. After that, I went to India.

When I came back, I lost my soul, my heart, and my general appreciation for love. My best friend, who has known me just as long as she did, tells me that the day he went to go see her...something did happen. I was a broken man. In one swift move, I lost any connection to my love and my true friend. I cursed her for breaking my heart and for doing something this cruel. As for my best friend, I forgave him with my brain but not my heart. Both of them hurt me in ways I didn't know humans could be hurt. I had done no harm to any of them. I showed them love when everyone else showed hate.

The story goes on. My best friend went on...back to his old girlfriend. She forgave him and they moved on. And for her...she has a new boyfriend. A douche. Some fuck who will probably end up worse off.

My entire perception of people changed that day. I don't know if I should put more trust in strangers or in friends. At least strangers won't lead you on when they fuck your shit up.

I'll admit. I had my faults. Maybe I was going too fast with it and I jumped into things. but I truly felt this was it. My dumbass never felt so stupid in my entire life. I should've calmed down and played it slowly. She told me it wasn't gonna work, but I told her we'd make it work. I just never knew I was the only one workin at it.

I've had so much shit hit me in my life. Car accidents, fist fights, fights at home, fights with friends, broken bones, shattered eyes, surgeries, deaths, fires, rejection, loneliness, isolation...and yet. the only thing that ever REALLY hurts me...is a broken heart.

John Smitty

May 24, 2010 @ (neverland)

Tags: breakup, cat, pussy, death

My girlfriend and I were on Skype having a serious talk about our relationship. She then grabs her cat and begins to choke it. She said the cat is a metaphor for our relationship and I had to convince her to stay in the relationship before the cat died. I tried to come up with a good reason, but the dying cat was distracting me. I told her to stop but she didn't listen. Apparently i didn't come up with a good reason quick enough because the cat died.

I really thought we had something together, but killing a small animal to prove a point really turns me off. There's a little part of me that thinks, if we didn't break up, that I would be next.

Carspotter

April 26, 2019 @ (Gibson Square Condo)

Tags: Bousou Rally, Gibson Square Condo, North York, Lamborghini, Carspotter,

Yeezy wrapped Lamborghini at Gibson Square Condo.

Thomas

November 15, 2013 @ (Hollywood, FL)

Tags: THE WORST BREAKUP, facebook breakup

I was out of town for work. She told me that she was going to go out with friends. No big deal! Well, photos showed up on FB and I saw her in the background KISSING MY friend. Nothing worse than being hours aways and can't do anything...

Anonymous

November 06, 2014 @ (United states)

Tags: Awful

my girlfriend and I spent a year and a half together and out of no where one day she tells me that she has too much going on in her life for me. no explanation she just left my life in everyway and left me when I was at my worst with no one to turn to. Also she was talking to someone as soon as we broke up so that hurt more than anything. now everything reminds me of her.

Steffi

February 06, 2010 @ (Indonesia)

Tags: dumped

R and I met in college. He was two years younger than me. At first I thought he was a little too immature for my taste, but I decided to give him a try.
We dated for the past six months. He knew I was possessive and jealous, and he SAID he understood. He knew I was insecure. He SAID he understood. He never once complained. He never once told me anything about what he didn't like about me. I've always told him to open up to me, to tell me anything that was bothering him. But everytime I tried to open the lines of communication, he either joked about it or said everything's fine.
I was very happy with him. He truly loved me, and he taught he how to love. I was a little afraid of love, but he took my hand and together we took that leap of faith. I loved him. I loved him with all my heart.
A few weeks ago, things started to go downhill. WAY downhill. We started fighting a lot. And he didn't have the patience that he used to have with me anymore. We had this huge fight, and ever since then things were never the same again. After that fight, everytime I looked at him, I saw the emptiness in his eyes. He started distancing himself from me. When we went on dates, there were more awkward silences. I tried to pretend like nothing happened, but how long can I continue pretending?
Finally, I told him to make a decision. Either make an effort, or call it quits. He decided to take the easy way out. He dumped me. He said he didn't have any feelings for me anymore, and that he wasn't happy with me anymore.
I begged him to take me back. I begged him to give me more time. He refused.
How could anyone who LOVED me as much as he did suddenly lose all feelings for me in a mere matter of weeks? When I told my friends about the breakup, nobody believed it. Everybody said, 'That's impossible! He's so in love with you!'
But I guess his love was ephemeral. If he truly loved me, wouldn't he have tried to save the relationship?
In the beginning, when I was having doubts with the relationship, he always tried to convince me that love will conquer all. I guess that was all BS.

Broken (part 3)

April 21, 2015 @ (toronto)

Tags: bad breakup

He says she has made his life a living hell and he wants to get out. I say whatever makes you happy and he gives me this smile that makes my heart stop. I lie to him and say i don't have a boyfriend. I go out of my apartment and call him. I say he's here. He says great now go and have fun i love you. I do too i say and don't mean it. Because all of a sudden i realize no other amount of love will ever come as close as the way i love him. I finally realize when people say if its love you will know. I don't care that he has two kids, i don't care that his wife is a bitch, i don't care that he has so much baggage that he literally is the baggage claim. I care about none of it. Because when i am with him i need nothing. The world without him means nothing. And what is a world without nothing to live for? So we go on vacation. We leave the country and go away. At first we are friend and nothing else. It starts with silly jokes, past memories, the brush of his hands against mine, the way he accidentally touches me, the way he pokes me when he thinks i am not listening. Then before you know it you're both falling madly in love. I had already been in love but this time its his turn to feel what i feel. And he does. He feels it with a passion i did not see coming. Then the planning of the future comes. He promises me a grand wedding, the telling of our families, the happiness our fathers would feel at the news. We talk about how we would raise his kids and whether i should learn how to cook healthy options. He leaves and i cry at the airport. I break up with my boyfriend and forget all about him. As if he never existed. I stay up until 4 am everyday so i can be on his time. I sleep all day and am up all nigh. He's worth it i say. I get too tired to go to work, too tired to go out with friends he's all i think of. He calls he says its over the divorce is final and he will send me a ticket to vista him after january (2015). I cry whether its from joy or the foreshadowing of our future i can't tell. I quit my job, i sell the few things i owe, i pack my life up and go to vegas with my best friends and he hits Paris with his. I am on the phone with him on new years i say happy new years love of my life. He says happy new years my soul but i have to go now my guy friends are waiting for me. I feel a pang of something a flutter of wrongness but i ignore it and keep on dousing champagne. I smile and think to myself this year is going to be great.