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So there is this 1 guy i like for about a year and finally we started talking to each other frequently and he also asked me out. we went on dates and liked each other. i knew he was a player since the beginning but he said he has changed. none of his EXs last for more than a month. you can say im stupid but i believed in what he said. we were in a relationship but he likes to hang out with other girls and even told me when he hang out with them or when he had a fight with them. i listened to all of that and had never got angry. i knew i couldn't be too possessive for him and should give him a little of freedom. i convince myself that they were just friends. so this went on quite a lot.. he went out with lots of girls. he broke up with me yesterday and i should have known that it would be coming sooner or later..
I was in a relationship since September of 2009 and it just ended recently, not to long ago, in May 2012.
I was confused, lost, in denial, anger. And I still am, it's been really hard.
I really thought he was the one, well I still do.
Me and him did everything together, I saw him everyday until late night and he would spend the night on the weekends quite often.
We went out a lot to the movies, the beach, Disneyland, and new places every weekend. He took me out to dinner almost every weekend, he did anything to make me happy.
We always spoke about the future, college, getting married, having kids, growing old together.
I just don't know what went wrong. One day, he suddenly wanted to break up because he is 'not ready to commit' and wasn't aware of the seriousness of our relationship - after 2 years, he finally decides he was too young to be in such a serious relationship.
And the worst of all, he never ever said anything about being unhappy with me until the day he broke up with me. He was hiding all his feelings from me, while I was being honest with him all along.
I just don't understand. To me, our love felt real. Like really real. I honestly feel like he is the one, still today after 5 months of being broken up. I still love him, I will always love him. He never did anything bad to me. He treated me like a princess, he was my best friend. We had so many good laughs and memories together. We were practically married. We were so comfortable with each other. Every one of our friends thought we were going to actually get married and when they heard that we broke up - they thought that I was the one who did it, but incidentally it was the other way around.
Every one thought he would never leave me, that he was so in love with me. And I thought so too, and I felt secure with him because I thought he was one of those rare guys who actually stays committed in a relationship. But I guess I was wrong.
It's just so hard, I'm trying to let go. But I think about him everyday, he was the only happiness in my life. Now I'm trying to find my own happiness, and I have managed. But nothing makes me as happy as he did. I loved him more than anything, more than my family. I know it was wrong of me, but it was true. He was my first priority and I was his. I never treated him badly, I never cheated on him, or anything. I loved him with my whole heart and soul and this is what I get in return? A broken heart.
I just wonder if he ever thinks about me. I wonder if he misses me.
Oh and we don't speak. Well atleast, he doesn't talk to me. From what I have heard is that he hates me because he realized that he missed out on life because of me ('life' referring to parties and drinking and what not). So he hates me because he didn't get to experience life the way he wanted to. Which is stupid because he knew what kind of relationship he was getting into since day 1. It took him two years to realize that he was missing out on life? We weren't missing out on life, I mean we didn't party like the way he does. Instead, we went on dates to new places every weekend. We had movie nights, dinner dates, etc etc. I mean we weren't a boring couple, we were always doing something. But I guess he just want to party and get smashed or something. Well that's what he's doing now from what I've been hearing.
I hope one day he realizes that he messed up, I hope one day he realiZes how wonderful our relationship was. I hope one day we can be friends again. I just miss him so much, and I know it's not good. I feel like I'm missing a part of me. And I know time heals all wounds, it has definitely been a bumpy ride in the last 5 months, some good and some bad times but I try to stay optimistic about the future.
Tags: love sucks
We started going out September of 2009. We were happy and in love. I honestly thought he was the one, we made love, we planned a wedding, we planned our lives. Then on April 2010 I fin d out he's been cheating on me. He says it only happened once but God who knows how many fucking times he cheated!! I was heartbroken. He left me for another. Fast forward to May 2010, my dumbass hangs out with him & what does he do? He kisses me and I tell him it isnt right since he has a girfriend. He didn't care and idk why i let him kiss me. He ignored me for the following months until September 2010 when he found out I had a new boyfriend. I guess it's true when they say that they want you back when they see you with someone new. He asks me if we can be together but that no one has to know. as much as i still had feelings for him, i didn't fall for that. Then the next month he finds out I broke up with the guy I was with and he goes to look for me he kisses me and I ask him "wait don't you have your Girlfriend still?" and he's like, "I don't want to talk about her, lets talk about us" and truth is I was really happy to see him again, he kisses me and I kiss him back but it doesn't feel right because in his girlfriend stays in the back of my mind. And as fucked up as she was to ruin my relationship and get in between it in the first place, I didn't want to be like her. but then he told me he was gonna leave her for me. Lies. Days pass by and not one single word from him. Then the following month his girlfriend sends me a message on facebook asing me all these questions about him. I end up telling her the truth that her guy has been after me since forever now. He denies it in her face but later he says that its true. Its a long long story. A story that should have been over with in 2010. But guess what? It is now 2012 and that asshole is still on my mind. And that chick still talks to me and pretends to be my friend but behind my back she talks shit. I don't know why! She is always Subtweeting me and all that and she always mentions him. She starts saying things like "oh im glad im talking with him again!" I have a feeling they'll get back together after all the shit that happened. I don't give a fuck though. Wait, yeah I do :/ I know I shouldn't but I still have those feelings. It's going to be two years now since I last saw him though so I don't understand why I still think about him, dream about him and cry sometimes for him. He really messed me up. I haven't been in a relationship in such a long time because of trust issues.He left me heartbroken and I don't think I can handle another one of those relationships. I honestly just want him out of my mind. I want him out of my heart but I don't know how. Maybe it does take time. Maybe I'll get over it little by little. I just hate the fact that I gave it up to a douche like him. I know I don't need him but sometimes I just want to tell him that I do. I don't know. Love is complicated.
I was dating this girl for about 6 months. She was amazing, funny and beautiful. Little did I know she was a slutty ass bitch. One night I was going to her house just to hangout and walk in on her having a threesome with my brother AND my best friend. I got pissed and stormed back to my house. She followed me there and walked into my room and tried to seduce me into having sex with her. I said HELL no bitch, we're over. Get the fuck out of my house! She ran out crying..I wanted revenge so I called up her friend Rachel (she was really ugly) and asked her if she wanted to hook up because me and Sarah broke up and she said yes. The next week she called me and told me she was pregnant and that the baby was mine. I'm fucked and my baby is probably going to end up ugly.
Tags: slut man whore
So this guy and I were friends for a while and we started to like eachother. I knew he was a player, but I decided to give him a chance anyways. We started to go out and the relationship was going well for like 2 weeks, until he started not to text back and hang out at this girl's house. I asked him about it and he told me she was just a friend, but I knew she was his ex-girlfriend and was suspious. I went to his Twitter account and saw he was mentioning her, so I went to her account and saw she posted a picture of them. In the picture they were in the bed kissing. I was so mad so I called him and he acted stupid and suprised. He tried to save himself by telling me that he was just whispering something in her ear. I'm not stupid so I broke up with him right away. The bad thing is the girl he was kissing looked like the Lion King.
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So, there's this guy. He was probably the cutest guy at my school and then he went off to high school. We started talking and he started liking me and I couldn't even believe it myself because really? ME with the hottest guy ever?! It was way too good to be true. But later on we always talked and went on dates. One night we were at this football game and we were being PERFECT and then this next day..he went to the fair with some girl Kayla. Kayla was some girl his BESTFRIEND was seeing and was also at the game with his bestfriend the night before (she also had a rep for cheating on all her boyfriends and he knew). I found out and got mad and he just said I care about you too much to go out with you and hurt you. If you didn't want to hurt me why would you do that? WTF! and then we stopped talking for a little while and now their going out. I mean we were never offical but that was still fucked up.
Tags: love hurts
This guy sat next to me for the whole school year.... We started talking 1 month the school year ended.. he had a girlfried and 6 months before i experianced my first brake up of a year and 4 months i had come a long way and when we started talking i started to have a little crush ge graduated from highschool anf on the summer going to my senior year he dumped his girlfriend and dated me... He broke up with me for no reason.... Then one day he came to my house hold my hand and we had sex then he told me he dident wanted a gf.. a cried alot i felt used then he ask for a second chance and i gaved it to him we were fine but this girl came along.. he made a new friendv in college that girl is 3 years older than him and she has a baby they would send msg back and forth every day and when i confront him he said she was just a friend... One day his facebook was logged on and i read msgs he has with her ... Where he said i was a drama with an attitude.. that he was a pro at sex since a young age.... That the neighbores knew his name because they would hear me screme when we were having sex... The girl said her homework was hard and that he should go to her house abd help her.. she gaved him her adress and he ask for her number.. that where the msgs end i they kept texting trough phone messages... I cried alot i felt used embarrased he insulted me i broke up with him.... He wanted to meet up and talk about it he said he never cheated but i never gave him a chance to explain himself because those msg were his own words and nothing he would of said could changed the facts in 17 homefully i find my soul mate and hot guys that play with my heart
Our love stories begins in September 2010. How fitting it ends now.
I will be honest and tell you that I didn't deserve his love the first year we were together and if I could find a way to take that time back. I would. A bit of history - he is 10 years younger than I (I am female). Although our maturity levels were in sync age (until recently) was never an issue. (It was something that troubled me. And because of that created unnecessary stress).
He worked full time, I was in school full time and worked two part time jobs. I have two children. One was 11 at the time the other 16. I had made the decision prior to even meeting him that I wasn't going to just introduce my kids to just anybody. I needed to know he was going to stick around. I didn't want to be one of those parents who bring partners in and out of their childrens lives. One year I told him when we met. I would introduce him after one year.
My family and friends disaproved of our relationship because it was interacial and because he was so young. I fell under the pressure. And ended it in December 2010. It didn't last long. We both loved each other and to end a relationship for others seemed wrong. Yet I always put my family and friends needs before his.
He lived 45 min away and was always ready willing and able to see me at the drop of a hat if I was free. Free time was something I didn't have much of and I soon began to resent the fact that all my time was consumed making someone happy, either my family, my children or him. I began to resent how much time he wanted from me.
I felt I had nothing to give in the first place. In May 2011 I noticed there was a girl he worked with that he was msging daily. I confronted him and he deleted her from bbm and facebook immediately no questions asked. The fact that I was uncomfortable made him do it. Why couldn't I do the same for him. I had a 20yr friend who made him uncomfortable and rightly so but I didn't do the same for him and he didn't push me. I know it hurt him.
I chose soding the back yard with family on a night we should have been together because my obligation to family was stronger to my obligation to him.
I could list several situations where this was the case. All of which now, I regret.
In july he lost his job. Money became tight and I found myself frustrated at the fact that he was playing video games all day while I worked my butt off just to make ends meet.
When september came time to meet the children my son had a death in his class, then his aunt was diagnosed with cancer and died shortly after. Excuses I know. But I wanted my son to be in a good spot prior to meeting him.
In december, he still had not met my son, still didn't work, was borrowing $$ from friends family and me who didn't have any to begin with. I ended things again.
Naturally we ended up back together in januay. But this time roles had switched. I realized how much I loved him and wanted to be with him and I was ready to share my life with him. Every aspect. The things I hesitated doing before I did without hesitation including getting rid of that 20yr friend. But now, he was distant. He was reserved. He was worried. I tried everything I could to make up for the wrongs that I had done.
The things he requested were unreasonable we both know it but I did it. Some of the things he asked me to do I am so ashamed that I did. Most, I will never tell a living soul because I am so disapointed in myself.
I hadn't seen him in 6 weeks. We hadn't slept together in 3 months, he was refusing to meet my kids still. Then on friday when I was supposed to spend the weekend at his house, he sent me a bbm msg while I was at work I am a manager of an employee and it was his first day. He didn't even give me a chance to respond before he deleted me on bbm. Blocked my emails and my phone number and I haven't heard from him since.
Why is it I love him so. Why is it I can forgive him anything now, but that first year we were together I couldn't give him what he deserved!
FROM MY DIARY: MY BOYFRIEND, THE ADDICT
I need to laugh right now, even though I feel like crying. You see, the man I love is an addict. Piece by piece, heís breaking my heart. I think this might be over.
For the time being, though, I figure laughter is the best medicine. So Iím trying to focus on the crazy man outside with the abrasive voice, yelling on the phone in a language I canít understand. At the same time, Iím reading these break-up stories on an online support group for damaged relationships, wondering how on earth I got here.
Iím trying to remember the things I'm grateful for, which is hard to do in a time like this. My therapist tells me to do this when I feel down. It helps me shift into a more positive mindset. I need to look at the things I DO have in my life and stop focusing on what I've lost - because I canít stop thinking about Ryan* and about how much I miss the person he used to be.
I feel like I lost him even before the new girl "friend" came along. However, I know sheís only a piece of this crazy puzzle. The old Ryan would never have hurt me that way. He never wouldíve lied to me about seeing her. He never wouldíve blamed me for his own mistakes.
For the past couple months, Iíve had that gut instinct, telling me something wasnít right. I could already feel him starting to slip away, and I keep remembering the person who once loved and adored me, and who thought I was beautiful and amazing. I miss the way he used to hold me, kiss me, talk to me for hours. He said he wanted to be with me forever, and I wanted his face to be the first thing I saw each morning, every day for the rest of my life. I never told him that Ė but I felt it in my heart. He inspired me to be a better person. I miss that man.
When I met him over a year ago, heíd first gotten sober. Gradually, he changed into a brand new person. A light appeared in his eyes; he was truly happy. He went to AA, got a sponsor, and was taking steps toward a brighter future. What went wrong?
It hurts so badly to watch him change. I watch as he stumbles through the darkness of his addiction, sloppy step-by-step, and I canít do a thing. The pain cuts like a knife, but Iím trying not to feel it. Iím trying to be strong. I don't even know him anymore. He can't see the way he hurts me. While he's this way, he can't see anything else. Heís locked in the grip of denial Ė in a world that is cold and black. Until he wants help, he wonít get better, and right now he doesnít believe anything is wrong.
I can't go on this way with him. I love him more than words can say, but I have to love myself enough as well.
I have to realize that the person I'm leaving behind isnít the man I fell in love with. Instead, heís a stranger, and all I have are memories of someone I once loved with all my heart.
I watch him wrestle within his own skin, and wallowing in the pits of self-imposed misery. He can't even see what this does to me. He'll only get better when the pain of staying the same outweighs his fear of change.
Unless heís willing to be honest with himself, heíll never change, and things between us will continue to deteriorate.
As long as heís in this mode, heís capable of anything. He expects my trust without being trustworthy. He expects results and rewards without doing anything to earn them. It isnít realistic, but he canít see that now Ė not the way the old Ryan would. I guess itís impossible to see the entire picture while youíre standing in it.
A part of me still believes in him. He pushed through this before, and he became an amazing person because of it. It's hard to watch something so beautiful waste away before your eyes. Itís even harder to walk away.
Whatever happens, I do believe that everything happens for a reason - even if I can't see what that is right now. One day, maybe I'll understand. And one day - just maybe - the man I love will come back to me.
I was with the guy named, Don H. We met the first week Don moved into our neighborhood in (BLOCKED). I was 25. We dated off and on for about a year and a half. He denies that he was seeing anyone else but, I know he was sleeping with at least one other neighbor. We had great times together. He was always partying. He was always throwing parties and barbeques and stuff. He worked a lot at his brokerage but I think he was lying. I think he was sleeping with his admin. I met her she was maybe 20. He was always out on the boat but I never went with him. Kidding me!? In the end I knew he was cheating. So obvious. So, I confronted him about what I thought was going on. He invited me over and we had a great time. He actually told me he missed the memo we were exclusive. We had some drinks by the pool. It was a beautiful night. We had sex outside. Then again in the shower. Then again upstairs in his room for half the night. When I woke-up he was already dressed. Tying his tie. Hot. He left a note on a Post-It Said we were done. Are you f-ing kidding me!? A Post-It! My God who does that?
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