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Colson Anderson

February 28, 2024 @ (Bexhill )

Tags: Losing my love of life


I meat my partner 7 years ago as her builder after two months we became partners it took me 10 months to rebuild the house for witch I loved doing I only saw her weekends. We had a lovely house.then she moved in after a week or so we were watching tv. And then she started to rock in the chair I did not say everything I just put my hand on her back and she stopped. Then as time went on she would do mor strange things she was constantly on her phone playing games it was sometimes hard to have a conversation when it come to the bedroom it became a no go when it come to love making I only had to touch her and she would complain so I said if this is going to happen then we should stop and we did for the rest of our time together. I did not mind as sex is over important to me .I still loved he very much.we then sold the property and moved in to a new house witch I also turned in to a nice house. As time went on she done more strange things so I took on my self to look it up on the website.all the things she would do and the way she would treat me and the way she talks to me was heading towards being on the spectrum I would try and talk about it and she did not want to no and it got worse .and the last year the jungle was on tv Friday night ant and deck as from tomorrow we will be voting off so I sad who do you think will go first and she I don’t know you are watching it not me ion a bad tone of voice I had seven years of this and I sad something I should not of said I was so up set with my self for saying what I sad. It upset her so much that she wanted me out of the house.that was in October it’s turned out she is allistic so I was right I tried to talk about it but she wouldn’t she never wants to see me again. When an allistic person gets something in their head that’s it. I loved her and still do so much what I said was wrong but I had this for seven years and I would go back tomorrow if I could .we all need to talk if we don’t how can we work it all out. I’m 69 and now I have lost the one I loved so much. And I don’t want to go on anymore being alone is not good for the soul.


       

Destiny Mullins

July 30, 2020 @ (Vicco, Kentucky)

Tags: Saddest thing I've ever experienced


First of all, we're gonna put some back story in here.
It wasn't me, but it was my ex bestfriend (who we'll call Jessica) and her ex boyfriend (Noah). Now, please note that they had sex the first night they met, so it obviously wasn't gonna last. But, basically, Noah was kinda a player. He went around from girl to girl without a care in the world...until he met Jessica. They are both really great people, they come out as assholes sometimes, but they have big hearts. A few weeks after they met, Jessica got pregnant. So, since Noah's parents were really religious, they felt it was right to get engaged. They were so cute together, Noah offering to hold her hair while she puked, or just them falling asleep together while watching a movie. All was well with everyone...until Jessica lost the baby. She blamed it on Noah because he "was never around", but he was ALWAYS around. He works from home because of corona. They were devistated, and had A LOT of issues after that. One day, Jessica said she needed some space and Noah was completely understanding of that. She went to her cousins house, where her ex lived, but Noah believed that she would be loyal. A few days went by, and he hadn't heard of her. So, like the loving boyfriend he was/IS, he checked her facebook and saw something I wish he hadn't. He saw that Jessica had gotten back with her ex, and had unfriended him. He started crying, and I swear it was so sad. He went in their room, got his stuff, put it in his car, and said the saddest lines I've ever heard in my life: "I don't know what I did wrong, but I'll be okay. I can't say I haven't gotten jealous, because I have. But most importantly, I'll miss you guys, you're like family to me...I love you all."
I'll never forget the look on his face when he left.


       

Destiny Mullins

July 30, 2020 @ (Vicco, Kentucky)

Tags: Saddest thing I've ever experienced


First of all, we're gonna put some back story in here.
It wasn't me, but it was my ex bestfriend (who we'll call Jessica) and her ex boyfriend (Noah). Now, please note that they had sex the first night they met, so it obviously wasn't gonna last. But, basically, Noah was kinda a player. He went around from girl to girl without a care in the world...until he met Jessica. They are both really great people, they come out as assholes sometimes, but they have big hearts. A few weeks after they met, Jessica got pregnant. So, since Noah's parents were really religious, they felt it was right to get engaged. They were so cute together, Noah offering to hold her hair while she puked, or just them falling asleep together while watching a movie. All was well with everyone...until Jessica lost the baby. She blamed it on Noah because he "was never around", but he was ALWAYS around. He works from home because of corona. They were devistated, and had A LOT of issues after that. One day, Jessica said she needed some space and Noah was completely understanding of that. She went to her cousins house, where her ex lived, but Noah believed that she would be loyal. A few days went by, and he hadn't heard of her. So, like the loving boyfriend he was/IS, he checked her facebook and saw something I wish he hadn't. He saw that Jessica had gotten back with her ex, and had unfriended him. He started crying, and I swear it was so sad. He went in their room, got his stuff, put it in his car, and said the saddest lines I've ever heard in my life: "I don't know what I did wrong, but I'll be okay. I can't say I haven't gotten jealous, because I have. But most importantly, I'll miss you guys, you're like family to me...I love you all."
I'll never forget the look on his face when he left.


       

Jade

May 13, 2017 @ (Canada)

Tags: Funny break up


I loved him or I just liked his fluffy hair I really have no idea. So when I got home to find a a bouqet of the flowers I'm ALLERGIC to I just walked up the stars in the room and found him in bed reading a book, I grab the book and just say "what nice flowers" he says "thx they are for my mom when she comes over" I yell at him for God knows what reason probably because I love flowers and can't get enough of them and that he made plans without me oh and let's not forget HE IS AN IDIOT. He gets up and asks me what's wrong the thing that is wrong was that he never got me flowers and never spoke to me and only his MOM so I just said see yah loser I'm going to get mmy self some flowers and get a new boyfriend cause mine needs a new brain! With that I was gone and he was just standing there motionless oh and I ripped up the flowers 😂


       

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.  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.  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.  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.


       

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.


       

Muneera

October 26, 2016 @ (kuwait)

Tags: half happy and half sad


she was my bff idk how i know her one day on school when i was grade 8 {13 age} and she is grade 9 {15 age} , i was stopped on a mirror do my hair she look to me and laugh bc my hair was so messy loool ok that was the first time i meet her , then after many days i think she give me her number to talk on whatsapp i put her number on whatsapp and on 12pm we talk together the first voice she sent to me {she said why ur sister love u and everyone love u should every1 hate u } she meaning me :) then she be my daily routine if id talk to her one day my day look baaaaaaaaaaad day im not kidding after thats all days and mouth , one day no one we broke up bc many of days she dont talk to me . me 2 , i started to chating with her and i told her { how are u , i miss u , where re u its spend a days and we dont talk , and she answered me u should start talk and u dont know whatt happen to me and like that in behind if i didnt start chat we will dont talk right idk how to told u but i hope u understand anddddd now i with her in hight school im grade 10 and she 11 yesterday she talk to mee and im soooo happy but we willnt become like the first we re friend right now


       

Delta

October 02, 2016 @ (Southern Russia )

Tags: Bad Breakup


So when I was in 10th grade I saw this girl in Engineering class and she was my first Crush ever, I thought she was perfect, She had this long beautiful hair, breathtaking smile, cute, a little bit shy, challenging, caring and had some little knowledge about video gaming which was my weak spot. This was also my first love, I tried to flirt with her but I was a very insecure person at that time, I was pretty much obese (115 KG,253 lbs) and I was the probably the ugliest guy in the class :(, my flirting skills were a disaster and she eventually had a boyfriend from another class, they were together for 4 months and after that they broke up.
I dreamt about this girl for a whole year and I told myself that in 11th grade I will make something out of myself and I will GET HER.
Starting from February 2016 and till July 2016 I lost 37 KG (that's 81 pounds) and went from 115 to 78 KG (253 lbs to 171 lbs), I lost weight for my own private reasons but one of the main one was for my crush. The WHOLE SCHOOL was in complete shock of my body transformation (I'm talking about teachers, students, janitors, community workers, cooks, friends) and I was voted student of the year in my school, I've never felt this much happiness in a long time, I've felt completely on top of the world, my confidence rose up and I felt that I needed to flirt with my crush, but that failed too.
Eventually I found a job in my school and I worked there as a painter (I painted the walls, classrooms and etc... for the school year) to pay truck driving license. And then one day my CRUSH showed up in the school and literally started talking to me straight away, I was really busy with my work and I told her if she can hold on just for a few minutes but she ignored me and we started talking, the conversation went deep in a matter of minutes, I though to myself ''SO FAR SO GOOD'' and we literally spent the next 2 months (June and July) talking to each other on the phone ever SINGLE day. one day when I felt the right time to quit my job, I told her that I wanted to hang out with her (was my first time talking to a girl over whatsupp) and we've set the meeting in my city.
During August we hanged out every day and we felt closer and closer with each meeting. During the beginning of 12th grade (the final senior year) I told her that I loved her over the phone and she said she loves me too. It was the most magical moment that I've heard over the phone. The next morning we went to quiet place in my school yard near the teachers parking lot and we kissed, it was my first kiss EVER and especially with my crush, it was such a special moment in my life and I will never forget it, I've felt completely happy. We were the most popular couple in my school apparently because people had known me for being a single guy for my whole life.
After a week and 4 days my nightmares became to reality, we broke up.
I wasn't depressed but I felt sad as fuck man, we had a fight the night before and its just a long story, things weren't going great for us, so we decided to break up.
I was very sad with myself, and I was being told that time heals everything, and I shouldn't be upset because we were barely together for a month,but it doesn't matter if the relationship lasted for a week, I've felt heartbroken and pretty sad with myself.
She on the other hand felt completely good after the break up and told me that she had 2 boyfriends before me and she is going to chase for another one and I need to do the same, find the one, she told me that I will fine the love of my life but to never give up, even in my darkest moments of my life.
I will never forget these words that she said to me the day after our break up. But the awesome memories we had together still taunt me till this very minute. And the worst thing is, I pretty much regret the decision to leave her.
I've came to the point that not anything that shines has to be golden.
I feel very disappointed because I've wasted so many energy over her for the past 2 years.
But I need to look at the bright sight, this short relationship taught me that to make sure I will never do any mistakes in my next serious relationship, life is one hell of a tough journey, and we need to keep going, keep looking forward and never give up.


       

Ike

August 05, 2016 @ (cali)

Tags: bad breakup, inspirational


She and I were best friends for a while before we become a couple. At first things were great. But soon everything went south. She became a cold heart bitch, she would flake on plans we made together. The terrible excuses didn't help. Apparently playing video games for 8 or 9 hours out of the day qualifies as being "busy" because she's a "sensitive introvert" who needs to recharge her emotional batteries alone. I asked if everything was alright and she insisted everything's okay. She would stop being touchy/affectionate at all too. It got to the point where she would mess around with her guy friends' hair but avoided me like the plague. I had depression at the time and would talk to her about it a bit, but she would just absent-mindedly nod her head and go back to her instagram feed.

It all got to a breaking point. I realized I could either throw my hands up in the air and be a victim, or alpha up and take control of my life. I went with the latter. I did a text break up with her (serves her right) and said we could try being friends and work out any potential resentment over time. She said sure, but soon snapped and made me feel bad about it. I stood firm and said "I was born without you, I could live without you".

From that day on, my life changed tons. I decided to finally grow up. I got a job and became #1 fast. Then I did 100 pushups, 100 crunches, and several miles bicycle riding everyday. Between the extra money and new build, I got new clothing and looked like a prince. But at that point I decided to hit the books and pick up hobbies so I don't look shallow. I read up on Mark Manson, Eckhart Tolle, and classic literature. I tried pro gaming, tennis, ukelele, web design, and paleo cooking. Within a couple months, I was getting laid often and talking to tons of new girls and making a plethora of awesome friends.


I thought we could work out our resentment, but nope. She would flip me off in public and talk shit about me to various people (mostly other girls). Safe to say most saw through her bullshit and she's missing out on a lot now.


       

Ike

August 05, 2016 @ (cali)

Tags: bad breakup, inspirational


She and I were best friends for a while before we become a couple. At first things were great. But soon everything went south. She became a cold heart bitch, she would flake on plans we made together. The terrible excuses didn't help. Apparently playing video games for 8 or 9 hours out of the day qualifies as being "busy" because she's a "sensitive introvert" who needs to recharge her emotional batteries alone. I asked if everything was alright and she insisted everything's okay. She would stop being touchy/affectionate at all too. It got to the point where she would mess around with her guy friends' hair but avoided me like the plague. I had depression at the time and would talk to her about it a bit, but she would just absent-mindedly nod her head and go back to her instagram feed.

It all got to a breaking point. I realized I could either throw my hands up in the air and be a victim, or alpha up and take control of my life. I went with the latter. I did a text break up with her (serves her right) and said we could try being friends and work out any potential resentment over time. She said sure, but soon snapped and made me feel bad about it. I stood firm and said "I was born without you, I could live without you".

From that day on, my life changed tons. I decided to finally grow up. I got a job and became #1 fast. Then I did 100 pushups, 100 crunches, and several miles bicycle riding everyday. Between the extra money and new build, I got new clothing and looked like a prince. But at that point I decided to hit the books and pick up hobbies so I don't look shallow. I read up on Mark Manson, Eckhart Tolle, and classic literature. I tried pro gaming, tennis, ukelele, web design, and paleo cooking. Within a couple months, I was getting laid often and talking to tons of new girls and making a plethora of awesome friends.


I thought we could work out our resentment, but nope. She would flip me off in public and talk shit about me to various people (mostly other girls). Safe to say most saw through her bullshit and she's missing out on a lot now.