
Tags: Ex-lover back
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Tags: interracial, passion, lonely
He broke up with me multiple times. He had a double standard for everything. He was angry all the time, stressed out all the time, did not take personal initiative to try to improve his life outside of blaming me, he was cruel and disrespectful. After his stress and depression finally ate through my calm I lost it and screamed and broke a glass. I made a few mistakes but I was walking on glass almost the whole relationship. After so many fights, he called it quits for good. We started with having so much passion for each other, more than I may ever have again. He went so far as to tell me he hates me and that I'm such a low person. I know better though, and bless his cotton socks, I miss him.
Tags: Bad break up
He sparked a conversation like no other, grabbed my attention and made me laugh he was a world away from all the rest. It was nice to just talk to someone who seemed as if they had only good intentions. We had to wait to meet due to trips organised which made it all the more interesting to really get to know eachother. Finally our first date came and I felt my face fill with redness I turned into this shy giggy girl again. I couldn't stop looking at him , in my eyes he was beautiful. Not a peep would come from
His mouth after a long day for him all he wanted to do was eat! We sat peacefully in the car and restaurant until we both stuffed our faces on ribs. We went for drinks
Tags: Young
I'm pretty young. I'm not going to tell you my age, just my story.
So I was in school right-WAY TOO YOUNG TO BE DATING. I was a average girl. I'm not popular, more like anti-social. I wasn't really looking at guys yet but then about around December I found a note in my locker. This semi-popular guy was actually asking me out. I was about to say no when my friends told me that I should at least try to be a little social so I went out with him. He was nice at first, a little loud and controlling but nice. By the end of our first month dating I grew to like him. We hung out and then my grades dropped a little, not much but I went from a average of 96-100 to about an average of 89-95 not much but my parents certainly noticed. I continued to hang out with him. One day I think it was around mid-April when we were out at the mall when he told me to hold on to this box or something - he wanted me to shoplift. I never took it whatever it was and quickly left the shop. He followed me. We didn't talk. The next day he told me that I was too "stiff", "cheery" ---- (Who the hell says cheery?)----
We broke up sort of if you could even call it that.
-we kissed-we hung out-we broke up
And get this! Around June I found out he was using me. Turns out his friends dared him to ask me out sayin that i would never say yes. I shouldn't have. I cried and it hurt, it still does.
After a couple of months though I realize that I was never really in love I just really really really really really liked him.
Tags: 1
okay so i've been with my boyfriend for almost 2 years. well ex-boyfriend now. we have a baby girl together, she is about to be ten months. okay so we don't live together & i had thrown away a whole bunch of baby bottles. & i only had 2 i lost one & the other one was in my moms truck & she wasnt home. so i called my bf to go buy me a bottle because of what happened so he said "i dont have a ride & my mom isn't here she has my money" & i clicked & called him ack a whole bunch of times but he wouldnt answer so i called his cousin asking for my bfs mothers cell # he said he didnt have it & i was like hes acting like a little bitch whenever he needs a ride he gets it whenever he needs money he gets it. so i told my bf i dont want you near me or my baby. we dont need you so i called my friend & asked him to get me a bottle from safeway & he did ut before that my bf calls me and says you dont want me to take the bottle i said no its fine & he says fuck you bitch fuck you nigga & more stuff so i just hang up. & he keeps sending me texts so i told him i need space & he has to show me he wants us & show me he didnt mean it & he has to try hard if not im so gone!
Tags: Bad breakup
Where do I begin....I met the love of my life July of 2007, we were 17. I must admit it wasn't love at first site. We began to text and talk everyday, and 6 months later I was falling in love with my best friend. We were from two different worlds- I'm Argentinian
Tags: bad break up, funny break up??
After four months of dating on and off me and my boyfriend finally broke up. It turns out he was playing me and ended up falling for me... i forgave him.. we wanted to get back together again but there was too much hurt.. i really gave my all and it sucks because we had a good thing going. three years passed .. feelings were still there . we would see each other occasionally and tention would be there. I actually believed he was the one. Its sad that things didn't work out...
Tags: breakup
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, he’s breaking my heart. I think this might be over.
For the time being, though, I figure laughter is the best medicine. So I’m trying to focus on the crazy man outside with the abrasive voice, yelling on the phone in a language I can’t understand. At the same time, I’m reading these break-up stories on an online support group for damaged relationships, wondering how on earth I got here.
I’m 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 can’t 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 she’s only a piece of this crazy puzzle. The old Ryan would never have hurt me that way. He never would’ve lied to me about seeing her. He never would’ve blamed me for his own mistakes.
For the past couple months, I’ve had that gut instinct, telling me something wasn’t 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 – 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, he’d 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 can’t do a thing. The pain cuts like a knife, but I’m trying not to feel it. I’m 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. He’s locked in the grip of denial – in a world that is cold and black. Until he wants help, he won’t get better, and right now he doesn’t 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 isn’t the man I fell in love with. Instead, he’s 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 he’s willing to be honest with himself, he’ll never change, and things between us will continue to deteriorate.
As long as he’s in this mode, he’s capable of anything. He expects my trust without being trustworthy. He expects results and rewards without doing anything to earn them. It isn’t realistic, but he can’t see that now – not the way the old Ryan would. I guess it’s impossible to see the entire picture while you’re 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. It’s 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.
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