Tags: Escape from Hell
I was in a relationship for the last two years. People will wonder how i managed to stay with someone stupid for such a long time. The person whom i loved used to call me names all the time and those words were so uncultured that i initially beg him to stop saying them. he won't and finally in an effort to get myself out of that pain, i used to bang my head on the wall and then he will scream " die you wretched bitch!" Once i took a whole strip of pills in an attempt to kill myself but that was a failure. He never used to give me any freedom. All the twenty-four hours of my life was for him. I can't watch a movie that i like, i can't talk to my mother or my brother, and i can't even go out with my friends. And the most important thing is that i can't even look at other boys. And the funny part is that he used to have a lot of girlfriends who used to visit his home and with whom he used to spend days together. Everything was forbidden just for me. And he won't let me do a job. Twice i got decent jobs but he will call me names all the way to my work place and he wanted me to take off on all the days that he liked. I had to leave both those jobs because of him. But it was okay if he is capable of getting a good income. that he was not! He never used to go for any jobs and he won't attend interviews saying that they will be tough! And to make things worse he has a brother who is handicapped and he wants me to look after him and his old father sitting at home. He never wanted me to be independent. At that point, i realized what he wants is just a servant, not a wife. And many times i tried to end that relationship but he will convince me to continue it and then again will start torturing me. Yesterday was the day when i took the final decision. I found out that i never can spoil my whole life for the sake of a stupid and incompetent person like this. So i finally said that "No". And of course he has threatened me that he is going to publish all the photos we had together everywhere and my mother and i are going to fall on his feet. And i also suspect myself to be pregnant. But come what may, I'm going to be firm on this decision and I am not going to spoil the rest of my life because of him.
Tags: Hooked up with someone else while trying to work it out with an ex
My boyfriend and I had been dating for almost a year... Long story short everything had been great between us until shit hit the fan in his life... Things started to get bad between us and we broke up, but continued to see each other, talk, etc on a regular basis. During this he kept telling me that we aren't together, he needs to focus on himself right now, can't give me what I need right now, but loves me and doesn't want to be apart. Well during this I hooked up with an old booty call of mine when my ex and I were fighting. I want to work things out with my ex, but is it worth telling him about the hookup?
My ex and I have known each other since we were 5. We were best friends from the age of 14 and dated briefly when we were 15- He chased me and I caved. Two weeks later he dumped me for his ex, who was two years older. Kids stuff, i soon forgave him; wasn't that into him anyway.
When we were 18 and at University we would visit each other on the weekends. One time i went to stay with him for a weekend and didnt return to the city i was studying in for a week. We quickly fell in love, into the 'honeymoon period' and committed to a years long-distance relationship, seeing each other once a month. We moved in together the next year when we both graduated. Seven years down the line, we'd had our fair share of knocks but were always a team- we still had our strong group of friends from high school and managed to maintain our individual interests and own lives as well as having a great time together. To everyone outside; we were the perfect couple. I thought so. Being a smug prick never serves you well; remember that.
My grandfather died in June 09', followed by 3 extended family deaths and the death of my other grandfather in the September. I was a bit of a wreck. In December 09', my ex asked me to marry him. It was very romantic and i was the happiest i'd been in my life. I started the wedding plans right away.. but a little scared. He was pushing the wedding stuff and wanted it to be small, no fuss and sooner rather than later. I charged on with the purchases and booking the venues etc.
In April 10' he sat me down and told be he'd been seeing a girl from his office for two months. He said that he 'loved' me but he wasnt 'in love' with me. Seems he'd 'loved me' enough to want to get married in a fu*king rush in the December but by the February had decided it wasnt what he wanted. Trouble is, my ex is a sap who can't function alone- so he'd spent two months making sure the girl was interested enough and setting himself up a nice little back up plan before filling me in on the fact my world was about to be smashed to bits. To add an extra kick in the teeth; he'd told of his cheating bastard ways to three (3) of our mutual friends before one of them made him come to me with it. I threw him out, but there was no fight from him. He'd already made the desicion to go.
Two months on and i'm starting from scratch. He went straight into a relationship with the office tart (who signed my engagement card 'wishing you both all the happiness in the world' by the way). Pair of fu*kers.
Tags: didn't work out
I broke up with him just last week and it sucks. I can't say "officially" broke up because we didn't have the official talk. We have been dating (purely dating, no sleepovers etc) for nearly 10 months. Even though we've never discussed commitment, we've spent time with each others parents and traveled together, texted and talked to each other nearly everyday and meet at least once a week. Everything was progressing well. Last Monday, while we were out playing tennis, he told me he was going to spend the next weekend with some girl, to visit her hometown and check out the festivities there. I acted normal but became quiet after he told me that. He asked me later during dinner if I was upset, I said a bit but its ok. Later that night, he texted me goodnight and I replied with goodbye. I haven't heard from him since. I wonder if I will hear from him again. He was one of the kindest men I have ever met, and I felt safe with him, and I've never felt like that before. Guess at the time, I figured if after 10 months of dating he was going off like that with some girl, might as well just move on... :((
So here is our story. We met on a dating website. After meeting him and a few others, I realized he was absolutely normal and just looking for what I was looking for. Anyway, after a month or so, we began dating officially, and he always said stuff like "You're the best," "I definitely want this to be the real deal," etc. Buttttt, eventually after like 3 months, he confessed his previous break ups were screwing him up and he no longer wanted to be with me. When this happened, he was drunk. I went to his place to discuss this stuff that happened and what all he said to me to find out he was completely trashed and didn't know why he said that stuff to me. I told him that was his last chance. We were going strong so I moved in right after Christmas. It was absolutely amazing...until last night. He had his first bottle of Jim Beam in three weeks so he definitely got drunk. After three drinks, he was drunk (which isn't normal for him). His guy friend came over to play beer pong so I had my girl friend come over. She had to go home and then the crap started. He sent me a text (by the way, he was on drink 7 or 8 by now) that said "Idk if we should be together." I'm not much of a drinker. I don't like to lose control of myself. So, I took the text and went to the bedroom. He continued to drink. I told him to get in there and say stuff to me and not through texts. Of course he wouldn't so I told him that I love him and that I know I am good for him and his son. He said "Youre a great girl yeah but I can live without you sorry." Immediately, I packed a bag and left. I don't know why in the world he pulled this stuff, but I am going to move out. He apparently doesn't want to work this out.
Tags: k
I'm a 34 yr old guy who was looking to settle down with a good girl. I meet this girl about 10 mo. ago and she seems like the perfect woman. I live about an hour away , but we made it work. She tells me she is ready to settle down, doesn't go out, ect etc..about 2 weeks in she is calling me from a cab at 1 am drunk..this happened a few times..instead of coming up to my house to see me, she was out with friends a lot of the time. I started to get pissed and told her I was done a few times..She begged and pleaded and said I was the best guy she ever met, she doesn't want to lose me..Fast fwd three days before x-mas..I see an e-mail on her comp to a friend basically saying if i didn't have a boyfriend up my ass i'd be partying every night of the week..i said screw you and left..girl never called to say merry christmas, happy new year,happy birthday..zerooooo..not even an explanation about the e-mail..dropped off the face of the earth after a year..i just don't get it.
Tags: etcc
My ex and I had dated on and off for five years, and just last month he went out with some friends from high school. I didn't go out partially cuz I wasn't feeling well, and partially cuz my ex-best friend was going to be there. Well, I found out that night from one of my friends that was there that my bf and my ex-best friend fucked around all night long. They had messed around at the bars, the taxi, and then he went to her house. I tried calling him but his phone was off. The next morning he leaves me a voicemail to call him because we needed to talk about something important. I ignored his calls, texts, voicemails, and knocks on the door for two weeks. I was so hurt, and in a depressed angry state of mind, I slept with two guys over that two week period. Then I find out he's taking my ex-best friend to court because she drugged him with ecstasy that night. I'm pretty mixed up and not sure how to feel, I can see how a drug could lower your morals, but he should have known what was going on and knew it was wrong, and I feel terrible cuz I didn't know that before I slept with those guys
Tags: etc
So I dated this chick for a little over 3 years, and I actually had thought that she was the one. Well in August of this year, I had found out that she had slept with my band mate about 2 years ago (before the band had formed). I may have been able to forgive it, being so long ago, but I had suspected that she cheated on me with him and had asked her several times over the years. She would always get upset with me (as would I if I was falsely accused) so I dropped it and went along with it because I trusted her. Finally, when I found out for sure, she admitted the whole thing, and we broke up. The band ended, and so did my friendship with my drummer. All he could say was that we weren't that close before the band started, and all she could say was that she was sorry and that she was stupid for doing the whole thing. I know I should just move on and forget about these people, but my gut is telling me to tell drummerboys girlfriend who he's been dating for 6 years about the whole thing, and hook up with her. Any thoughts?
Tags: drunk dial
I first met this ex online while I was out of action. I was sick and had to stay in the hospital for some time when we first started talking. Anyway, while I was recovering, she drunk dialed me and accused me of not having the "testicular fortitude" to meet her. At which point I pointed out I still had stitches and a JP tube in my abdomen. I let that one go, as I didn't know what she was like while drunk and she apologized up and down afterword. So we were going out for over 2 years and even discussed getting married (I even bought an engagement ring, but I'll get in to that later). So here I'm working full time, going to school full time and I have another health problem pop up and need another surgery. As soon as I regained my senses after the surgery, I called her to tell her I was OK (a little irrelevant but I'll explain later). So we went out one night when I had recovered and she told me she wasn't happy and accused me of not making time for her. Keep in mind I just recovered from surgery, was working full time and attending class full time, and I admit I'm not the best academic so I take longer then normal to study. So I thought we had worked that problem out, and I had thought it was time to pop the big question. I got a ring, and had planned when to propose and all that good stuff. My birthday had came up and we had plans.....key word is had here. She blew off my birthday (her parents got me a gift, but she did squat) and it seemed like she was trying to get rid of me ASAP. Also before the sh*t hit the fan, her and a friend went out of town, and her friend drunk dialed me, pretty much telling me my then girlfriend thought I was boring. I needless to say was quite offended, and we were going to meet when she got home. Oh wait, were supposed to......until she stood me up and didn't even call to tell me there was a change in plans. Back to our dilemma.... so low and behold, she comes up with this brilliant idea to spend some time apart. During this stretch I wasn't in the best form of mind....A cat of mine for 14 years had to be put down, I broke my wrist in an accident, and the Redwings lost game 7. So she uses this opportunity to bury me about how horrible I am. Then the cherry on top comes on the day I was going to ask the question, she thinks I'm going to forget everything and be her friend. Well.....maybe after I lobotomize myself
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???
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