You Broke Up How?

DOMINICK

August 25, 2011 @ (NEW YORK )

Tags: VICKY, VIXEN, VIXIN, DOMINICK,

MY STORY IS PRETTY BAD AND 3 YEARS LATER I AM NOT OVER HER.... WE HAD THE PERFECT RELATIONSHIP, SHE WAS MY WORLD... MY YOUNGER BROTHER WHO HATED ME FOR LEAVING HIM IN JAIL WAS A HACKER WHEN HE GOT OUT HE GOT INTO MY COMPUTER AND POSTED AD ON CRAIGS LIST OF ME WANTING SEX WITH PROSTITUTES AND I WOULD GET EMAILS ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT WITH WOMAN WANTING TO HANG OUT.. I WOULD DELETE THEM ONE BY ONE... ONE NIGHT MY EX COMES HOME EARLY FROM A TRIP TO MARYLAND CAUSE I WAS UPSET SHE SAW ME CLOSE THE COMPUTER FAST AND IT WAS NOT ABOUT THE EMAILS I JUST FINISHED PURCHASING HER THIS BEAUTIFUL 2 CT RING AND A TRIP TO PARIS.... THE NEXT DAY WHILE I AM AT WORK SHE GOES INTO MY COMPUTER SHE MISSES ALL THE GOOD STUFF AND SEES ALL THE EMAIL... SHE PUNCHES MY TV AND HAS HER MOM AND DAD COME AND PACK ALL MY BELONGINGS UP.....APOUT 5PM ON JUNE 30TH 2008 SHE COMES TO MY JOB WITH MY COMPUTER TO SHOW ME WHILE SHE IS SHOWING ME MOVERS DELIVER MY STUFF IN THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DEALERSHIP SO EMBARASSING.... I DIED THAT DAY AND FOR THE PAST 3 YEARS EVERY NIGHT I SLEEP OR WHEN I WAKE UP SHE IS IN MY MIND SHE WAS MY SOUL MATE .... NOW I AM A BROKEN MAN... I WISH I COULD HAVE WENT TO THE COPS AND GOT MY BROTHER BUT THEN HE WOULD BE AWAY FOR A LONG TIME SINCE HE WAS ON PAROLE IT WAS EITHER MY MOM KILLS HER SELF OR I LOOSE THE ONE I LOVE... AT LEAST MY MOM IS ALIVE AND MY LOVE CAN BE HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE WHEN SHE FINDS HIM AS FOR ME I LIVE DAY TO DAY HOPING I CAN HOLD HER AGAIN...

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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.

Aubery

May 30, 2014 @ (India)

Tags: just tired and disappointed in myself

he was a friend from a long to one of the very few people i talk to with all my heart. And he is quiet perfect actually very well natured, good at heart, understanding and doesnt have any sort of bad habits. so naturally i said yes when he wanted to be more than friend because i did not find a reason to say no....
but i did not feel the spark that intense feelings towards him.... i thought that slowly i would fall in love but i never did... i care a lot about him but i dnt think its to the level to be called as love... and more over i dont have passion or lust i generally get bored when he tries to make out... but he genuinely loves me (much mare then i deserve actually)... i kept waiting (careful not to break his heart) that suddenly i would realize that i love him... but it became suffocating especially when he practically glows with love in my presence... i desperately try to return that emotion but i just cannot... so now i just gave up trying to feel that non-existent love and decided to move on... i know i broke his heart and i feel so terrible... was my decision if not right at-least reasonable ?

Alex

August 03, 2010 @ (Atlanta, GA)

Tags: Parent Interference

Sometimes when you try too hard, you end up destroying everything.

Early last month, I had traveled to Germany to visit my girlfriend that had just completed a semester studying abroad in China. Her family has a home in Germany, and I was invited to fly over and have my long-awaited reunion with her. While my heart was joyful to have her in my arms again, I was about to face unprecedented circumstances ultimately leading to our relationship's demise.

For the first four days in Germany, the food was completely not agreeing with my stomach, causing much discomfort. Instead of complaining about her mother's cooking, I tried my best to eat what I could and be respectful. If the ordeal ended there, it would have been no big deal. Then Sunday's emergency hit.

Her family and I traveled by bike to a neighboring village to watch a parade. Unknowingly, I experienced the most emasculating injury possible while in route. Thirty minutes into the parade, I started to experience pain in my "manhood area." After excusing myself from the group, I went into a local bar, ordered a drink and went to the bathroom to find an unprecedented swelling of one of my testicles. (Thank God for anonymity, because naturally this is a truly embarrassing moment.) After this discovery, I exited the bathroom, quickly consumed my drink and swiftly exited back to the street. I told my girlfriend I immediately needed to get to the hospital, and word started to spread among the family. Without any option for a taxi or ambulance, we were forced to ride by bicycle to the hospital. Upon arrival, I was laid out in an examination room with my girlfriend and her mother standing at the end of the table, with my full injury on display. This was necessary, as I do not speak German and needed translation. I was diagnosed with Testicular Torsion and required immediate surgery. The procedure was a success, and I departed the hospital the following day to return to the family's house.

Back in their house, I was laid out in pain, recovering from my procedure. During this time, the whole family was working on renovating the bottom floor of the house. I felt guilty that I could not assist in their efforts, and isolated myself in discomfort. After 4 days being distant in their home, I was able to get on a flight back to America to see my English-speaking Doctor. My girlfriend would stay behind with the intention of traveling back the following week. We were on the verge of having a normal relationship, once again, after being separated for 5 months.

Then I inadvertently screwed up with her parents. The day following my arrival back to America, I wrote her parents an email attempting to explain my bad behavior during my stay in Germany. I thanked them for their hospitality, and humbled myself to any criticism they may have possessed. This letter was taken as an attack, and I received a reply 3 days later criticizing me for being snide and lacking self-confidence. They trivialized my relationship with their daughter and made the determination that I was not good enough to be with her. Thirty minutes later, and just one week after my medical emergency, my girlfriend broke up with me over Skype.

Instead of traveling back to America, she has stayed in Germany for another two weeks. She has only listened to her parents about their limited view of my conduct. She will not talk to me and will not stand up for the love we genuinely found together.

She returns to America tomorrow, from my understanding. I'm not going to harass her, but I'm truly devastated to have lost her. Hopefully her friends will help her form her own opinion of things.

If you've read this far, thank you. I felt compelled to write the whole background as I'm so very confused by these circumstances. There is no take-away lesson from this experience, and that almost makes it harder to recover from and rationalize.

Lowlie

August 07, 2016 @ (North Carolina)

Tags: #badbreakup #ldrbreakup

I met my bf on an app called Smule. We were LDR for 7 months. I live in North Carolina and he lived in Saudi Arabia. Every day for seven months we text, talk on the phone, and video chat. There was never a day we didn't contact eachother. He became part of my life..and I there was not a day that went be he told me he loved me. I loved him back with all my heart. We had plans for him to come to America on a work visa or for me to visit him in Cebu City when his contract ended next year. About a month ago I questioned many things and found out that his stories was not true. He told me his wife left him and cheated on him and that he no longer loved her and that he wanted to be with me. I found out this was all a lie and that he was still very much with his wife..he was a cheater and I was the woman he chose to have a relationship with behind his wifes back. I not only showed him my love online but also offline by sending him emails and letters and I also sent him money when he needed. I confronted him and I broke it off and messaged his wife. According to his wife, he denied that he loved me and that it was all lust..and that what what we had was fake and that he only chatted with me to past the time. Before me there was other women that he talked to. What hurts the most is that he made me love him and made me feel loved and that he genuinely cared for me. He was having an LDR with me behind his wifes back while at the same time he was telling her he loved her and telling me he loved me. I don't know why he did this to me..I did nothing but love him and cared about him. We broke up yesterday and it hurts..

Em B

February 16, 2015 @ (Auzzie)

Tags: bad breakup, sad story, crazy love

So we were best friends then we dated then one day he said 'i'm sick of your bullshit youre a $lutty wh0rey little b!tch' and he left me

Jay Sean

April 04, 2016 @ (Niagara Falls)

Tags: CacaGang

I heard the leader of Caca Gang broke up with Kimmy Saigas the rapper ?

Brokenheart13

March 12, 2015 @ (dubai)

Tags: bad breakup

He broke a six year relationship after he went abroad for his higher studies.I was waiting for him to complete his studies and waiting for the right moment to get hitched.But he felt the relationship was not working anymore because of the distance and my career which he thought was not stable enough.He just brokeup one day ,it was sudden,he told that he was going around with a girl ,someone his mother chose for him because she was an american citizen.Few months after the breakup and i hear that he married the girl.I guess he preferred a citizenship and a secure life over me.Just breaks my heart to know he left in the worst possible way.An year since the breakup happened and im still trying to move on in vain.

KAT

November 30, 2014 @ (Unknown)

Tags: Bad breakup

I knew the guy for 3 years I went to school with him but he graduated a year ahead of me. He was in the military and I hardly saw him... I only saw him twice but he would tell me all the stories about him and his chick friends! Im okay with a guy having chick friends but compared to what they were doing it was stressing me out! I got suggestive messages that were for another woman! He told me stories about girls trying to get him to have sex with them, them ending up in his hotel room naked, One wanting him to sleep in her room and then getting a boob job after I had him stop staying in her room...It was stressing me out and I don't know why! The distance was also killing me So i had to break it off with him.. I told him how i felt and the fact I couldn't handle it any more. we agreed to be friends but he sent me good morning texts and we talked one last time he was trying to understand my reasons... I cried for a long time and had trouble eating... found out he was harming himself too

Eleanor B

June 25, 2017 @ (London )

Tags: Bad breakup

My first boyfriend was a very big liar and got us both into trouble at college and I got to the point were college stopped us from talking and of course he messaged me and we saw each other without his mum knowing then one day we had a long discussion on the phone and said I could call him later on this week but then later on that day he said he was going o the police to file against me for harassment then the following week he told everyone that I was making fake Facebook accounts and I was threatening the lives of others and everyone else believed him but I know that it was him as he said previously before we broke up if I ever back stabbed him he would find a way to destroy my reputation for the future