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Leann

June 28, 2017 @ (United States)

I met this guy on a site called meetme.com. we talked for about two weeks before meeting. We hit it off and began seeing eachother. Well about 3 weeks ago (early June 2017) we go on a long road trip and he brings up that he not only wants us to keep saying but he wants us to be exclusive. This made me very happy. I was shocked by this because most times it's the girl that brings this stuff up. So after we became exclusive, I noticed that he didn't want me around that much. He kept saying he was meeting his "buddies to hang out. Well on a Saturday, he asked me to come over after I got off work. I went over and we snuggled up in bed and talked for a while. I went to get me a drink at the gas station and got him an energy drink. I return, not gone 30 min, and he says his boss came by and wants him to go help him with some stuff. He then says he has plans to go see a "buddy in kansas. I was upset that I couldn't spend time with him. He told me I could stay at his place and help myself to what ever. He leaves. He texts me while he's gone asking how I'm doing and such. Then around 6p he texts me and says "you need to leave. My landlady is coming by." I told him I would stay to let her in. He says nothing. I knew in my guy what was up. So I put his dog in the kennel and leave. I let him know I'm gone and his all sweet to me about it. He promises to come by my place later. Of course he doesn't because a "buddy" needs a place to stay because his power went out. He calls me and talks all sweet. I still knew in my gut... the next day I get up and drive by his place...there was the car of another female. I go home, highly upset and text him about how he made me feel knowing he was cheating and why would he bother telling me he wants to be exclusive when he had no intention to do it himself. He never said a word. I've logged into the site I've met him at and he's still logging on. I guess it's true, leopard never changes his spots. He did all of this knowing I was still mourning the loss of my mom, who passed in January. I talked to him about her and everythng. And he still chose to hurt me like this.

Jennifer

June 18, 2017 @ (Florida)

Tags: Yikes

My (ex)boyfriend just dumped me. We were high school sweet hearts but my parents messy divorce made me snap and end it but we tried it again in college. Everything was going great and we were so in love until he started using steriods for a body building competition. Things got bad bc roid rage is real and I hated it when he smoked bc he would try to hide it from me but obviously boys can't keep secrets for their lives. We were off and on and then he gave me a promise ring and promised a future and that he wouldn't do anything to lose me again (steriods and weed specifically). 2 months later and he asked to get back on steroids and resented me for not wanting him to smoke. He couldn't commit anymore because of his body building competition coming up in a few months and he "needed" the roids. He dumped the most loving girl, faithful girl, and supportive girl for drugs.
Lessons learned:
Boys don't change
Love doesn't fix problems
Don't date a body builder(the body is not worth it!!!!)

Thebrokish

June 12, 2017 @ (New zealand)

Tags: Bad breakup, cheating, drama

It's been 2 years since I broke up with my then love of my life, we were stupidly in love and I mean this with every iota of my being. We were physical in ways I hadn't been with another and the talking god we talked till morning...this went on and on, I hope it would never end problem was I ran outta interesting things to say I guess we just got comfortable...well I did I hadn't really had that kinda relationship. Well things keep progressing and she changed...now don't get me wrong she could of grown a second head and I'd still love her. But then the accusations started first it was people on the street then it changed to her work mates...after that no one was safe her flat mates my flat mates... it started getting real toxic... it ended with her getting physical with me ie fists on face I've never hit a woman but in that moment I came close we broke that night...part 2 and 3 too come yep we got back together what can I say I loved her.

Nicolas

May 19, 2017 @ (USA)

Tags: lovely

Hello viewers out there, I just want to share my experience with the world on how i got my love back and saved my marriageâ€¦ I was married for 7 years with 2 kids and we lived happily until things started getting ugly and we had fights and arguments almost every timeâ€¦ it got worse at a point that she filed for divorceâ€¦ I tried my best to make her change is mind

Reese

May 08, 2017 @ (Michigan )

Tags: Time wasted

We met through mutual friends . His best friend was my friend at the time. Me and the person I ended up dating we're never really friends before dating, we we're what you'd like call that person you say hi to because if you didn't you'd feel that short quiver going through your brain because you didn't speak. Quite like you we're supposed to speak. We had a few encounters before though. We'd always play cards and sat next to each other sometimes. Of course the other friend initiated the meetings. I ended up liking him. And his friend told him and I put my number in his phone and he texted me and asked me out the same day!!!! I said yes and was extremely happy. We started dating on November 21.2016 , which went sort of well. We liked each other kissed, went on a couple of dates. Took loads of pictures, had long phone calls. Then he told me he loved me, which I didn't want to believe. Then he need up breaking up with me on March 6the because he claimed he couldn't date me for personal reasons, I stood close by and remained his friend for about a month, he asked me out and o said yes again, and then we got together again April 12 and had a good time. I questioned him through my misconceptions I had past about his dealings with other females he'd get upset and which triggered a break up AGAIN!!! But this time it's because he claims he lost all feelings for me the moth we were friends. I just don't get it. Why? Why? Why?

Yab100

April 02, 2017 @ (Canada)

Tags: Betrayal

I was in a serious relationship when I was 18. My gf had a lot of guy friends. I didn't fully understand it but tried to accept it. One day her male friend (a few yrs older) invited her out for lunch with him and his business partner. Upon getting back my gf called me to tell me her friend's partner came onto her. Insisting that she dumps me as he will treat her like a real man. He has money, drives a bmw, etc. My gfsaid no and loves me more than anything. I commended her as this guy seemed like a jerk.

A week later my gf calls me out of the blue, telling me Im possessive and controlling and she doesnt want to be with me anymore. I was so dumbfounded. I plead with her, tried explaining myself only to be shot down and blamed for something else. She got off the phone and I was devasteted. I struggled for closure and anytime I reached out to her she would either ignore me or would callously blame my attempt for closure as being controlling.

In my last attempt I wrote her a heart-felt letter and delivered it to her home personally one night. I pulled upto her drive only to notice her standing there. I got out and said I just wanted to deliver her a letter and be on my way. She surprisingly was very spunky. "Hey! How are u? Im just waiting for my friend, we are going out for the night" after 2 min of small talk we hear a peeling out around the corner. Guess who comes ripping up the street? Yup....bmw. "my friend is here gotta go!" She got in the car and was gone.

Instant betrayal.

A Red Head

March 31, 2017 @ (Canada)

Tags: A ginger Sob story

As long as I can remember I belive my personality said more about myself rather than my appearance.Â Growing up what ever style it was, weather "grundge", "punk" or "gangster" my only real feature that stood out was my red hair. Though I wouldn't alow these styles to define me as a person I often felt predgism. This feeling often played a part in choices and morality as I grew up to never judge a book by its cover, and try to veiw things logic ly from Nemours perspectives. This led me to having a lot of friends from very diferent walks of life. This is the story of my last relationship spanning three years, from the time I met and fell in love with her at first sight, to my life right now, falling apart and absoltly hating myself. I am an asshole.

For some time, at the age of 23, I had been struggling with my housing situation. I was a first year heavy duity mechanic with two years experiance working maintenance for a pretty large transportation company in an oil city. Growing up here my entire life had given me at a young age a veiw into the world of drugs, gluttony, and a lot of narrow minded people just trying to stay busy and get by. During this time, the geting by was alright. The economy was booming and at this time were you to leave your job three more opertunity opened up. The realy problem at this point where the housing situation made it dificult was juggling my job and dealing with a series of drug addicted roomates. One of witch during the 2012 incident was telling me how he was goig to eat me. After that moved in with a friend growing up from high schools familie. Let's just say there was a series of murders going on with a particular gang that growing up i was affiliated through.Â That was a unsafe fucked up situation I don't wish to discuss to much about Friends dieing and going to jail. This made me become more distant from more and more friends and focusing on my career.
Eventually, after some time couch serfing and sleepig in my car I had moved in with a two co workers. It was a old and small house, but it was nice. It was me and a coworker up stairs. My room was pink. Another country worker and his lesbian cousin and her other down stairs. With all that said, this is the setting of my tale. Where I first met her.
My roomate had started going through a dark period after his girlfriend had left him because he relapsed on meth. His down ward spiral kept geting worce and worce. Living with a meth head is the most unpleasant living I had delt with. Money, belonging, go missing, weird people come over. Mood swings. To cope with it I had began drinking more. Eventually he had lost his job and there was little I wouldn't do to get out of the house and meet new people. After one night at the bar I get back home fairly early. Being drunk and hearing music from un known origin I begin to follow it into the basement.Â My down stairs roomates were having a few drinks and the girl I was in love with is there.
My first words to her were, " Oh your friends with those two? Are you a lesbian as well, because I think your cute."
She wasn't a lesbian. She was queer. Not that I realy understood much of that at the time. We ended up making out and I drove her to work the next day. I latter find out she had recently decided to transition into a man and begin her hormones. I was pretty sad that this girl who I just met that I already had feelings for was undergoing a change that wouldnt lead anywhere for us.
Regardless of where we both stood about my feeling we began hanging out. And for a time, a beautifle friendship blossomed. She inspired me to be myself, not let others take advantage of me, to stick up for myself have faith in making the right choices to better myself. I soon moved out of the house and got a small town house with my best friend growing up. For a time things seemed pretty good. How ever, I knew this girl I was already in love with and knew things how they were wouldn't last forever... nothing good lasts for ever, and once again things would get rocky. this is the end of part one.

Kathrya

March 19, 2017 @ (Cambodia )

Tags: Break up

when I was 17 years old , i studied in grade 12 . Me and my best friends were created a fake facebook account to chat to each other for fun . We were young n like to do Sth weird . My fake facebook account named Sith . After created for a month . I stop playing it but a months later when I was so bored , so I logged in to that account again . I saw one message from a strange guy " hello , nice to be ur friend " since last 2 weeks . I replied him n we started chat . He was so friendly and cute . From day to day we chat without non stop . One day he told me that he is in love with a girl , should he confess or not ? I told him to be brave go ahead tell her how u felt she probably love u too . A moment letter I saw a message " I love you sith " . I felt so sad and shock . I don't know what to do . I crushed on him since the first week we chatted I know it was fast but I couldn't help it . I did not reply him n he said again " I give u time , it's okay just tell me when u can think of what u decide " . I started to think hard . A week later I decided to do this stupid things but only a week n I'll tell him everything . Then I told him I love him too . We were a couple that anyone could jealous . Even though we never see each other but the love was deeply hard . A week later I started to fall harder n harder so I promised myself only one more months . Time goes by n I can't let him go . One day he begging me to talked Skype but I always find excuse to lie him . Seven months later I told him everything n he said " I know since the 3rd months of our love " I was so shocked that he knew but didn't say anything until that day . Next week after I told him I saw he put in a Realtionship with other girl . I was so sad n he said it wasn't real she just need him to hurt her ex . N then he blocked me in Facebook until now . When I message him to ask the detail story . He said move on , stop thinking about me but he told me not to change phone number . It's 2 years now since we broke up but I still deeply in love with him. Love with him was the best one in my life .

Henrywilson

March 12, 2017 @ (Vermont)

Tags: first girlfriend, broken heart, love, sad

Im 16 and I met my first girlfriend at summer camp. She was 15, had short blonde hair and was always really funny and energetic. During one of the dances I asked her to dance during the song Forever Young only because I had heard an offhand rumor that she liked me. I had no idea what it would become. I loved talking to her because we were both really talkative and she never lost interest in my long stories. Over two weeks of summer camp we really grew to like each other. Only one problem, she lived in DC, I lived in vermont. At first i thought long distance was stupid but after two weeks I would do anything to keep her in my life. That lasted 4 1/2 months, I even flew in for a weekend to see her (i dont know how I convinced my parents to pay for that one). During that trip she told me she loved me which was the happiest moment of my life. We talked for hours every night and even during school. She really was my best friend.

Then December 18, 2016 came along. Everything seemed great until she told me she had been talking to one of her friends about our relationship, I thought "eh whatever", then she just stopped snapchating me (which was strange because she would never ever do that without an explanation). Then I looked at me phone 3 hours later and there it was. The breakup text.

In that moment, every bit of happiness drained out of my life. I felt like a shell of a person. It sounds crazy now but at the time I genuinely thought I was gonna go to college with her and we would get married. I didnt ever want to go back to the god awful world of high school dating and I thought I had found my way out for good.

I still sometimes have nightmares about her with another guy even though shes probably dating a girl now (shes bi). I dont stalk her facebook feed because id rather remain blissfully ignorant. Not sure ill ever meet another girl like her.

Anonymous1

February 28, 2017 @ (Ontario)

Tags:

My hs sweetheart lived 5 min away. We went to different schools, had different friends. She had a lot of guy-friends; I didn't fully understand it but didnt let it bother me. I just chalked it upto her sporty nature so she was always associated with them. One day one guy friend (a few yrs older) invited her out for lunch with him and his business partner. She called me after lunch to tell me her friend's parter kept hitting on her, saying things like "You should dump your bf, I will treat u better, I have money, a bmw, you need a real man". My gf responded with "no thanks I love my bf". I commended her and thought this guy sounds like a real douche.

A week or so later she called me out of the blue to break up with me. All she could do is blame my character flaws and other things. I am too possessive, controlling, we dont do anything, etc. All of this was a surprise as we never discussed anything like this before, I was totally dumbfounded that she was saying this. Anytime I tried to explain myself it was responded with coldness and more blame. I was devastated, confused, crushed. Anytime I reached out to her for closure she would either ignore me or be cold. I decided to write her a heartfelt letter and deliver it personally to her mailbox one night. I pulled upto her place and she was standing on the drive. I got out and said that I am not stocking, I just wanted to deliver a letter to her mailbox and be on my way. To my surprise she was very spunky (it was the 1st time I saw her face to face since the break). She says "hey np! How are u? I'm just waiting for my friend to pick me up". We made small talk for 2 mins until we hear this car screeching around the corner and ripping up the street. Guess what car it is? yup..... Mr. Bmw. "My friend is here, gotta go..bye!" That was it.

I was crushed

She called me later that night after reading the letter, crying and apologizing because she had commitment issues (supposidly). She never mentioned bmw boy but we talked it out and started again. Things were ok for a bit but I'll admit that I didn't fully trust her anymore. One days she asked for me to come along with her to a coffee shop to meet her friends. I came along and it was full of guys, not 1 female. 10 male friends of hers. I just sat there and watched her prance around from 1 guy to the next...mingling. I just sat there in silence thinking wtf is this? After 30 min or so she said we should go. Upon driving her home she kept rubbing my leg and had a smirk on her face saying "it's ok I knew u felt uncomfortable which is why I suggested we leave". Her whole demeanor was showing she was getting great satisfaction out of my supposed discomfort, and it was some sortof test/game.

Another time she had a 30yr old male "friend" invite her to a bar for a work party (she was 19) and asked me to go with her. I told her I wasnt up to it but go along and have fun. She kept questioning why I didnt want to go. I just kept being dismissive...told her to go, I wasnt feeling good..whatever. She refused to let it go until I finally caved and said "honestly, we are 19...I dont feel the urge to go hang out with your 30 yr old male friends. Within a cpl days she was breaking up with me again... over the phone.

I'm much older now, married to a wonderful lady, with wonderful kids. I'll never forget those days though.