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Patrick

December 27, 2015 @ (Michigan)

We met while I was in the Marine Corps. Her sister was married to a guy in my unit and they introduced us via Facebook. After a couple months of messaging I found out she was coming to california to libe with her sister because her bf was abusing her and her son. We met in person and hit it off really well.

Fast forward to a year later, we are engaged to be married and living in Michigan. After draining my savings to get a house, fix it up and get everything ready for the baby on the way, she tells me she is married but been legally separated for 5 years. No big deal, I pay for the official divorce. Soon as the paperwork is submitted, I lose my job working in a factory. Within 4 hours I have a new job that pays only 50Â¢ less than my factory job.

She breaks up with me.

I move out and get a second job so now I'm working two jobs,. She starts bringing her ex husband to my place of employment.

Ugh

December 27, 2015 @ (ohio)

Tags: not over it

We were together for just over two years and things started going downhill fast. I thought we could get over it but I fucked up too many times and he made me feel awful so I broke it off. I started regretting it immediately but he told me he didn't love me anymore. I'm still fucking him because that's the only way I can see him. It's actually the most pathetic thing ever.

Emily

December 26, 2015 @ (Europe)

Tags: First love, Bad breakup

We have been together for a half a year. We are really young,only in 9th grade. You might think we didn't even love each other, but we really did. But just recently he told me he doesn't love me like he used to. It completely broke my heart, I meen it happened on the Christmas month and it made worse. Gosh we have had so many things great memories, we had such a bright future. But my friends say he's no good,cause I have been crying every night for more than a month, I haven't been eating and I am already really skinny, you know this is what love does, he's a great guy, and I completely did not expect that, and I fell in love with all his flaws and I even liked to fight with him, you know it felt like we were a family. The first love is so strong, I'll never forget him, I meen so many firsts, first kiss, first boyfriend, even tho he was more than that to me, he was like my brother, like my best friend.. I can't imagine my self with anyone else, actually I can't imagine my life without him, because he became such a big part of my day to day life. Can this really be over? I meen he was the first to kiss me, he even asked he was like "can I?", and oh god he told me that he loves me, when we didn't see each other for a long time for the first time, he came to my huose with a bunch of roses, he was so nervous, but managed to say that he fell in love with me. And the last time we texted I asked for him to remove the status from facebook, and the photos from Instagram if it's all over, and he said no, and I told him that I'm really heartbroken, and that I don't see myself with anyone else, he said that he doesn't either, but he hasn't texted me since, he just sits on Facebook liking other girls pictures. Please help, I don't know what to do and please tell your opinion if it's over.

Bethany

December 13, 2015 @ (California )

Tags: First love breakup

I met him in seventh grade and I had this math worksheet that was really hard and he was the smartest kid in class so I asked him to help me and that was the start of it. We talked at school all the time and held hands whenever the teacher turned their backs. And when school was over we talked on the phone for hours sometimes on weekends we would fall asleep talking to eachother. I remember listening to him breath and I wish I was there holding him, just falling asleep to his breathing. He told me he loved me first. Instead of saying I love you I said I blueberry you because I once had a blueberry in the shape of a heart. I wonder if he still remembers that. We broke up at the end of 8th grade because we were going to different schools. We lost touch. I lost my mind. Even though this was so many years ago, I still love him. I still think about him. I'll probably love him forever, he was my first love

Sergeidragunov45

November 30, 2015 @ (pegasusland )

Tags: muffin sushimuis clisje neko-chan broken heartache manuel muurbloem jason gregory house

About nine months ago, my girlfriend and I broke up. We had a relationship for about 4 years, but it felt like we knew eachother much longer because we saw eachother almost every day and we hardly ever had a fight. My (ex) girlfriend was a beautiful indonesian girl with mesmerizing dark brown eyes and the prettiest smile ive ever seen before. we had a lot in common and I love her like crazy ( i still do).The reason for our breakup was because of the fact that my parents are very traditional (im chinese btw) and strict. So that means that I am not allowed to date a girl that wasnt from the same root as mine and we are raised to have maximum respect for elder people, especially parents. In the beginning when we just started dating, my parents acted cool towards our relationship. that was because they didnt thought it was serious and they saw it more like friendship. But later when i told them that we are really boyfriend and girlfriend, they became mad and wanted me to find a chinese girl. I didnt listen to them and I Always had an argument with my parents because I love that girl so much. This went on for several years until that one moment i've had it all enough of all that fighting with my parents. Later ive been thinking about breaking up with her but i couldnt do it, i love her to much to lose her. I said before that im chinese and chinese people have a lot of respect for parents. so I told my parents: This is enough, I had it with all this fighting. I'll do whatever you want and break up with her''. This was the toughest I had to do in my life and when i saw her and didnt even told her in person. I broke up with her per text, because i couldnt watch her cry and suffer. I thought that i would get over her and that i would be one line again with my parents, but i was so miserably wrong. I still had arguments with my parents about other stuff and this went from bad to worse. plus i dont have my girlfriend to talk to about this stuff and support me. i thought that it would get better in the future but i was wrong again. its still the same it Always has been the same and now Ive lost the love of my life. I think about her everyday and i just cant forget her. everytime when I lay in bed i pretend that my cushion is her and that i hug her while I sleep and I even dream about her almost every night. I know that i sound like a complete idiot right now but i really still suffer. She moved on with her life and I still pretend in my imagination that I still have her. maybe i became mad or maybe im just an idiot. but one things for sure, this wound hasnt been healed a little bit and it wont be in a long time. it probably never will. but one thing is for sure, I still love her and I hope she will find happiness in the future, with me or without me.

Space Bunny

November 25, 2015 @ (Somewhere in America )

Tags: Sad breakup, sucky breakup

My boyfriend broke up with me AGAIN yesterday after 14 months. He broke up with me last month but got back with me after realizing he didn't want to do that. So yeah, in the span of those 8 hours we had broken up I came out with the truth (More on this in a second) to my mother because well: it was early in the morning and I just had my FIRST breakup. I had no one to talk to and it all hurt bad. We fell hard for each other, but we were living a lie because I had to hide my relationship from my parents. I didn't mind entirely because I thought being with him was worth it but I guess lying for that long was too tough for him. Plus we couldn't do much outside of school.
tl;dr: we broke up because of my parents not letting me date. Regrettably, we went on for a year on a throne of lies and fell harder for each other as time went on. We made the healthy choice to break up, but it is quite a sad one.

Serena

November 20, 2015 @ (Canada)

Tags: Bad break up, spaz, ex, boyfriend, cheating, girls, teen, feelings, tattoo

I dated this guy for about 3 months... I know not that long; but he was my first boyfriend. He treated me good at first and feel in love instantly. He proceed to talk to me about marriage, meeting his parents, and a whole life together. I have trust issues and I get attached way to easily. So one day I was scared because my ex wasn't texting me or calling me all day (he never does that) I cried myself to sleep thinking he was dead in a ditch and not even his parents knew where he was. The next day he texts me saying SHUTUP and calm down. He swear and told me to leave him alone. I broke up with him cause I did not deserve his spaz. After he texts me later telling me he was out with girls having fun and laughing and how the girls made him feel much better then I did ( he even got a tattoo of that night). He didn't care about my feelings and proceed to say hurtful things. So that's my break up and even though I'm the one who ended it, I am the only one hurting.

Bobby

November 01, 2015 @ (Toronto)

Tags: Tragic Love story

So I can't believe I'm doing this. Maybe some therapy so that I don't lose my head.

When I was about 12 or 13 I woke up from a horrible nightmare that wasn't easy to understand or describe. I was in a sweat and could hardly breath. The only way I could put into words to my parents was that it felt like I had a 10 million dollar ticket and watched the wind blow it from my hand and was gone forever. I feel now that this was a premonition for things to come. Almost like an intense ripple felt through time.

Flash forward 13 years, I'm 25 and I see the most beautiful girl sitting in the lunch room at work. Keep in mind that I'm a very shy type and for just once in my life I through caution to the wind. I had to talk with this girl she was a dream. I think from that point we talked on the phone every night, we had incredible adventures through conversation I felt like I had met my soulmate. Also we had an incredible physical chemistry. Late nights in my parents basement by the fire and nothing else mattered...the body heat and passion was intense, 2 souls coming together and best of all talking about life into the early morning hours. I was a struggling artist you see, working evenings at the shop and trying to make my dreams come true during the days. She didn't seem to care, we were lost in our own little world.

1 year turned into 2, and 2 into 3...and I never lost the passion, every day seeing her was like Christmas eve. Around that time she was finishing school and I was away in Europe doing fashion modelling. God she hated me doing that, being around other women but she had nothing to fear. She was my everything, my whole world and I was just trying to find a way to make life work with the struggles of being an artist.

Years passed and the modelling did not yield the money I had hoped. The girl I loved was growing up, she graduated school and was just offered her first grown up job. At the time I was starting my software company, god damn I wish some days that I could just put on a suit and tie. She was doing great and I can say that I just was not at my best...that's when I'm sure thoughts of children and a white picket fence crossed her mind. From every day after that she grew more distant. It's a horrible feeling of helplessness. Like sand sifting through your fingers.

It's been about 3 years (I think) since we broke up. She has since moved on and met someone else. I was really angry when I first found out, but I'm just not convinced that she would have the life she wants if we were still together. I'm married to my work and she deserves better.

The saddest part of the story? I'm sitting here telling it to you over the internet. I've dated other women, but I just can't stop being in love with another. These relationships fail because I have to end them, it's just not fair for the other individual. Never in my life have I been wounded like this, and the years haven't healed a thing.

It's unbearable dealing with all the pain and anger, but deep down knowing that the woman I love more than anything else in the world would be better off without me....

Shayla2

October 13, 2015 @ (Somewhereintheus)

Tags: breakup

I met him online. He was different than my abusive ex-husband or any of the other pigs I had "dated" after ending it with my ex-husband. He seemed stable and career driven. We were inseparable yet we made a long distance relationship work for 3 yrs. He would come and see me every weekend. It felt normal. No arguing, no stress.I thought it was how a relationship was supposed to be. He got out of the military and moved in with me. We talked about a future but not in this way, not this soon. He had a hard time finding work and I found myself taking care of him financially and emotionally. He became like a 4th child. Things changed between us but not in a drastic way. He was married when I met him. He was going through a divorce but not on his own accord. Deep down inside, he did not want the divorce from his wife even though she did. He secretly took care of her even though he had no money to take care of himself. He continued to lie to me for years about his intentions with getting a divorce and every lie seemed believable. I held on because he was living with me and giving me more than he gave her. After 4 yrs of no divorce and no real commitment (Ring), I started to raise questions. He became nervous and fearful of losing what we had. He did the stupidest thing that sent our relationship spiraling. He proposed to me with a fake ring and lied to me about the value of the ring. His intentions may have been pure but his motives were not. He was fearful that I would ask him to move out and he had to do something to secure his spot in my home. It was only a matter of time (1 day) that I realized the ring was fake. He still lied about it. The lies continued for months about anything and everything to include the divorce that he "supposedly filed" but never did. Each lie drove me further away from him until it came to the point that I asked him to move out. It was a hard step for me because although I did not enjoy the lies, I enjoyed the companionship when I wanted/needed it and I enjoyed the security that he offered. He moved out with hopes that we would be back together. After he moved out, I realized how much I did not miss the lies and the stupidity he brought into my life. I realized we were not the perfect match that I thought we were. We still keep in touch but he thinks there is hope for us and there isn't. I have closed that chapter in my life ( I think anyways).

Shayla

October 12, 2015 @ (Fredericksburg Va)

Tags: \"Let\'s be friends\"break up

I really thought that he was the one. After 2 failed attempts at marriage and a failed long term relationship of 5yrs and countless miserable dates... He walked into my life and was what I thought I needed. The lies came slowly despite my inner thoughts of knowing the truth that he was indeed married. He assured me he wasn't and we continued what seemed to be a solid connection. We laughed, we shared jokes, we made love.... The quickies and the long passionate kind. Then he dropped the bomb on me that he had 4 kids and was unhappily married. He allowed me to make the decision to keep seeing him telling me that he was soon to get a divorce and said he had been looking at places to live and gave me a date of when he had planned to move out. A plan that seemed like it had been thought of for sometime. I believed him and continued to see him against my beliefs. We continued to get to know each other on a personal level. He acted like he didn't care about anything in his world except me (and his kids of course). I just knew he was going to divorce his wife. Not for me but for the simple fact that he too wanted to be happy and just wasn't in his marriage which happened to be dead before I came along. He traveled often taking me with him but definitely calling me religiously on the trips where he couldn't. Then one day it all changed. The day I said the "L" word. We had only been dating for 8m and I only knew for 2 that he was married. The L word scared him... It scared me but it was how I felt, so enamoured by him I couldn't help it. After that moment the phone calls became lesser and lesser. The good morning and good night text messages slowed down. After weeks of frustration I confronted him. It was then that he told me that he didn't feel the same way as I had felt and that he didn't know if he ever would or could. It stabbed me in the heart b/c I sacrificed so much of me, my morals, my beliefs to be with him. I stopped dating other people and was exclusive only to him. I was happy living in the moment but often times thought about a future with him. He decided that maybe we should cool off and it would be best to stop it now before I got hurt anymore than I already had been. He said he liked me a lot like a lot (his words) and wanted to still be friends. In that moment of anger I wanted it all and if I couldn't with him or have him love me after 8m of daring and sacrificing then we should stop talking all together. I reached out to him a week later. We cleared the air and realized some things were said out of anger,fear and a lot of alcohol but the truth is they were still said. We still talk some but just as "friends" conversation initiated by me mostly because although i know I need to let him go it's too hard to.