Tags: heartbreaking
This isn't an especially exotic breakup, but it certainly broke my back. When I was an intern, I took a weekend call pretty early ... on a Friday night, so the amount of trauma we saw was very heavy (idiots drinking/driving, getting stabbed, etc). That 28hr shift was pretty much the worst night of my life b/c of:
- my first end of life discussion w/a family
- getting my chief to come in was like pulling teeth
- a couple of traumas came in basically DOA
- my medstudent, despite being warned that it was going to be a tough night and that he should read up on diagnosing traumatic injury, decided to read up on wiring of cautery knives ...
- ... then had the nerve to cuss me out for not treating him like he knew anything, despite him never reading, never knowing anything about patient treatment other than pain level
- the floor nurses refused to take verbal orders, making me actually walk up to the floor and write it in the patient chart (no matter if I was in the middle of a Code Blue or not)
- in fact, I got into lots of arguments with nurses about retarded crap
- the next morning, I was so busy in the ER, the oncoming resident had to see all my patients, making me look like a total douche
- I didn't sleep
- I didn't eat after lunch
- hell, I didn't even get to sit down at ALL that night
So I finally get home, almost getting into an accident on the way home b/c of exhaustion, and I get into bed and crash. 10hr later I wake up, still wiped out, hungry as hell, and figure the only thing that can make me feel not like shit is talking to my [long-distance] girlfriend of 20 months.
Well, literally just after I said the words "I don't think I'll ever have a worse night in my life," she cuts me off and says that she doesn't think we should date anymore. I was so exhausted I could barely put up a fight. I just slept for another 24hrs, and didn't eat until 2 days later, when I came back to work. Absolutely heartbreaking.
It was at that point that my realization dawned: being a doctor SUCKS; THIS is what I busted my ass, all my life, my dream, for???
Tags: left
So me and my ex had met at college, and continued our relationship after. She even moved out to the westcoast to live with me, however 2 months later she says she doesn't feel right being there and what's to go back to her hometown in the midwest. She goes, she's there for a week and tells me it's over. So we stop talking, and she starts caling me again 3 months later, says she wants me to come see her and still loves me, I still have feelings for her so I go. I'm there for 2 days, and she tells me she doesn't love me anymore, and I should leave. So I say I'll get a hotel, cuz my flight doesn't leave for 4 more days, she says no cuz she's worried we'd have sex again(wtf). So I change my flight to the next day for $100 and ask her to take me to the airport, which is 2 hrs away, she says no but she'll take me to the greyhound that night and it goes to the city the airport is in, mind you my flight leaves at 12pm and I'll get to the city at 11pm the night before.. So that's what happened, me in the middle of nowhere, in a city I don't know, heartbroken.
I was dating this kid for 2 years. Chances are he'll read this, but I don't really give a damn. He cheated on me 6 months into the relationship, I found out thanks to his best friend. He continued to cheat on me, and we broke up 4 months after that to get back together 4 months later. A year after that he started hiding things again, seeing girls behind my back, and got back into this MMO and talking to "girls", verses talking to me or spending time with me. I broke up with him, again. He started dating his ex, but still seeing me (I didn't know, until 2 months later). I confronted him at work, probably almost got him fired, and told his (now ex, again) girlfriend. The next morning I left his shit outside his house.
So I had this bitch of a girlfriend back in college, but I, being an easy going type of guy, always made excuses for her and we stayed together much longer than we should have. Anyway, we had decided to go see a concert one weekend. Now the Monday before the concert a friend of mine, who had been battling cancer for 3 years, passed away. The funeral was scheduled the day of the concert so I called my gf to explain that I can no longer go. She gets furious about how she already bought the tickets and it is to late to return them. The coup de grâce, however, was when she coldly stated "I don't see why his funeral is so important, you weren't even friends on Facebook." I dumped her there and then on the phone. Now the night before the concert she calls me again, asking me when I'll be there tomorrow for the concert. Confused, I repeated that our relationship was over and I wasn't coming. She, however, thought I was joking. To help her understand, I told her to log onto Facebook (something I rarely do) and I changed our relationship status right in front of her, saying "well it's on Facebook now so it must be true" and hung up.
Tags: nipples
So here's the score. I broke up like the rest of you lame asses, but then i thought I had a chance with my ex. I mean, it's like every story I've ever read. I should have known better, right? So, I took my ol' lady to the He Is Legend concert like she used to like, and guess what? She apparently doesn't like them any more. Gayer than AIDs right? Anyways, I guess girls like you for something, then break up with you for the same thing. I mean, what is so wrong with working nights? Tracy came up to me and straight said, "Fuck You" to me the last time I saw her. That's intense. I don't wear too much of that shit on me, but that one stuck. Her friends came up to me and told me that I'm the biggest asshole in th world. I mean, it's not too far off, but I've been trying. I don't know what to do. I can't sleep. I can't eat. I feel like the biggest GAY, ever. How does a female wreck you like that?? So, I was told to check this site out by my friend, and I thought that I would make up a story, but I just had the juices flow. I hope there are creepy chics out there that are reading this and ready to pounce. I mean, what the fuck is wrong with hugs? I don't even want a girlfriend. I'm never home and I never really have time, but a girl to spoon with on Sunday is my requisite for a girlfriend. Grr. I love venting on websites that are anonymous, syke. Anyways, this is probably the gayest thing I've ever done, but I will keep on venting and pretending like this doesn't matter to me.... but it does.
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