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Anony-mous

January 09, 2012 @ (la)

i've been with a girl for about 1.5 years. i met her in nyc. i'm originally from the west coast, but i moved to the city 2 years ago. anyway, throughout our entire time together, it felt like a never-ending "honeymoon phase". we were passionately in love with each other, and extremely affectionate. i moved in with her a year ago because i lost my job. she was kind enough to open her home to me. she's been nothing but amazing. her family loves me. she loves me. we had plans for the future, even plans of marriage.

though, at this moment, i am currently in la (for a short vacation) and she's in nyc. she broke up with me on the phone this morning because i'm too insecure. i have trust issues (that i am working on) and she's just tired. she's giving up on this relationship because she's tired of my lack of trust. that, i understand. but i'm confused because it was so sudden.

i think it's serious this time. we had a joint bank account for our apartment savings, and she removed her share of the money. now it's almost half-empty.

but, i'm flying back to nyc tomorrow morning. i thought about not flying back at all to avoid seeing her (just because it will be too hard), but i can't not show up for work. i at least have to put in my two weeks and get the rest of my stuff at her place. i also have unfinished business in nyc that can't be left neglected.
i also need more closure than this. i've been crying constantly all day. i've been going into my car and crying hysterically so no one would hear me. i am going through so much pain because i'm starting to believe that this is really IT. she's been the most amazing girlfriend to me, so supportive, faithful, genuine, and perfect. her imperfections are perfect to me.
i hope this was out of anger. and that she didn't mean it. otherwise, i'm on a one-way flight back to los angeles with a broken heart and a broken dream.

Allison

July 27, 2011 @ (Hell)

Tags: Biggest Jerk Ever

My ex and I were in a long-distance relationship. We had been dating for 2.5 yrs. I had left a job in South America for him to move to the states. After two years in California and many dead-end jobs, I needed to relocate to the East Coast to find work and provide a stable living for us. We agreed that he would meet me a few weeks later. After six months of waiting for him to get his act together he announced that he wanted to move to Central America with or without me. We argued for what seemed like forever. One night we got into a horrible fight, and did not speak the rest of the week. When I tried contacting him to see what was happening, I found out that he had moved to another country. He never contacted me again or answered my e-mails.

Alex

August 03, 2010 @ (Atlanta, GA)

Tags: Parent Interference

Sometimes when you try too hard, you end up destroying everything.

Early last month, I had traveled to Germany to visit my girlfriend that had just completed a semester studying abroad in China. Her family has a home in Germany, and I was invited to fly over and have my long-awaited reunion with her. While my heart was joyful to have her in my arms again, I was about to face unprecedented circumstances ultimately leading to our relationship's demise.

For the first four days in Germany, the food was completely not agreeing with my stomach, causing much discomfort. Instead of complaining about her mother's cooking, I tried my best to eat what I could and be respectful. If the ordeal ended there, it would have been no big deal. Then Sunday's emergency hit.

Her family and I traveled by bike to a neighboring village to watch a parade. Unknowingly, I experienced the most emasculating injury possible while in route. Thirty minutes into the parade, I started to experience pain in my "manhood area." After excusing myself from the group, I went into a local bar, ordered a drink and went to the bathroom to find an unprecedented swelling of one of my testicles. (Thank God for anonymity, because naturally this is a truly embarrassing moment.) After this discovery, I exited the bathroom, quickly consumed my drink and swiftly exited back to the street. I told my girlfriend I immediately needed to get to the hospital, and word started to spread among the family. Without any option for a taxi or ambulance, we were forced to ride by bicycle to the hospital. Upon arrival, I was laid out in an examination room with my girlfriend and her mother standing at the end of the table, with my full injury on display. This was necessary, as I do not speak German and needed translation. I was diagnosed with Testicular Torsion and required immediate surgery. The procedure was a success, and I departed the hospital the following day to return to the family's house.

Back in their house, I was laid out in pain, recovering from my procedure. During this time, the whole family was working on renovating the bottom floor of the house. I felt guilty that I could not assist in their efforts, and isolated myself in discomfort. After 4 days being distant in their home, I was able to get on a flight back to America to see my English-speaking Doctor. My girlfriend would stay behind with the intention of traveling back the following week. We were on the verge of having a normal relationship, once again, after being separated for 5 months.

Then I inadvertently screwed up with her parents. The day following my arrival back to America, I wrote her parents an email attempting to explain my bad behavior during my stay in Germany. I thanked them for their hospitality, and humbled myself to any criticism they may have possessed. This letter was taken as an attack, and I received a reply 3 days later criticizing me for being snide and lacking self-confidence. They trivialized my relationship with their daughter and made the determination that I was not good enough to be with her. Thirty minutes later, and just one week after my medical emergency, my girlfriend broke up with me over Skype.

Instead of traveling back to America, she has stayed in Germany for another two weeks. She has only listened to her parents about their limited view of my conduct. She will not talk to me and will not stand up for the love we genuinely found together.

She returns to America tomorrow, from my understanding. I'm not going to harass her, but I'm truly devastated to have lost her. Hopefully her friends will help her form her own opinion of things.

If you've read this far, thank you. I felt compelled to write the whole background as I'm so very confused by these circumstances. There is no take-away lesson from this experience, and that almost makes it harder to recover from and rationalize.

Rachel

March 20, 2010 @ (Missouri)

Tags: Eric

We were together for 3 years and he treated me like a princess, i became a little too controlling, lost some of my confidence, and became a little to clingy, we didnt hang out with our friends like at all which i think was another problem...the only thing that i cant say i cant stand about him..is i feel like he didnt communicate very well to me the way he was feeling. Okay so me and my boyfriend almost broke up about 3 weeks before and he said he felt like he made it clear that I needed to change the way I was too controlling and that he wanted to hang out with his friends more. I guess things started to get bad again when I felt like the only reason he stayed with me was because I got really upset when he almost left me. He didnt ask to hang out with his friends or anything so I figured things were getting back to normal. Then I said something to him about things just not feeling the same and he just jumped all over this, which really upset me. Then a couple of days later he decided that we needed to talk so he sat me down and started to tell me that he just didnt want to be with me. Im not going to lie, I asked him for a chance to change and I told him that being with me for 3 years he couldn't find it in his heart to give it one more go, and he said he just didnt want to try anymore. He was really upset when he did it and even cried and kissed me good bye, he even said if we are meant to be together we will get back together. We didnt talk for 3 days and then we both ended up going to this party, when I was walking out of the bathroom he was walking in and i like tried to talk to him and I could tell he didnt want to talk to me and I ended up realizing he was drunk, we then went outside because i was dying to talk to him and he just kept saying he wanted to go and hang out with his friends. We ended up going back into the party and i got really upset because his friends pushed some girl onto him and she was grinding on him, i yelled at his friends and he ended up coming over and telling me i needed to leave and just stop he finally went outside to talk to me and ended up saying that he was texting another girl to try and get me to go away. I was trying to get his phone so that I could see his phone and if it was true I would leave him alone for good, then his friends came out and like pulled me off of him and we ended up going to my car and he just kept saying that he didnt want to be with me anymore and that he missed me but he was having fun with his friends, we were gonna talk the next day somewhere but he ended up texting me saying that there was no point and that he wasnt going to go. Then when i saw him at school because we have a class together we sort of talked but he still wouldnt budge on the fact that he didnt want to be with me anymore and he said now he knew that we werent meant to be together. Then we didnt talk for a week and it was a 4 day weekend and when i came back to school on tuesday, it had been a week since we had talked, he sat down next to me said hey and asked how my weekend was. I told him and didnt ask him how his was and he got sort of upset that i didnt ask, then he asked if i had been talking to other guys, and i said i was sort of texting someone and i didnt tell him who and he ended up grabbing my phone to see and got mad at who it was. Then that night we had to stay after school for like 3 or 4 hours for newspaper and we talked and things started to get flirty and like fun but he still said he didnt want to be with me but that he did miss me and still loved me. Things turned bad that night whenever we sort of texted becuase i think he felt like it was a mistake. Then the next day at school i thought that things were gonna be the same as the night before but he ended up being mean to me, and i just kept trying to talk to him (big mistake)and then that was it. later that day i found out he got so drunk a couple of nights before that he made out with this really nasty trashy girl. The next day i wouldnt even make eye contact with him and he kept looking at me but i refued to look at him. I found out that he was sort of embarassed for kissing that girl. That night he messaged me on facebook and said "rachel one question?" and i never answered...the next day at school i didnt look at him again and that was it. I found out that he had been talking about me to people and asking questions about me, like he asked this girl in our 4th hour what i was talking about to her. He got so jealous when he found out i was texting someone else, wanted to know if i liked anyone else, and asks people if i hate him... i dont understand, he told me to move on yet he is doing this? Its been 2 days since he tried to talk to me and hasnt tried to talk to me again...I am wondering if he will come back to me...or have i already ruined my chances...i dont know if i should keep doing what i am doing by completely ignoring him or what...

Thomas

January 06, 2010 @ (Virginia)

Tags: Baseball

I had been dating a girl during law school. She lived about two hours away and we often spent the weekends together, with me usually driving up to see her. It was 1996 and the Yankees were playing in their first World Series in 15 years. I talked to her during the week about what we would do that weekend. I said that I didn't care, but that Game 6 was scheduled for Saturday night, and, whatever we did, I was going to watch it. She said fine, and we decided that I would go up to her place for the weekend.

Later in the week, she calls and says her parents will be in town for the weekend as well. No problem, I like her folks, but I repeat that I am up for anything so long as I get to watch the Yankees on Saturday night. (The Yankees had lost the first two at home, but now were coming back and making a series of it.) Saturday afternoon, my girlfriend says, "My parents want to take us to dinner." I said, no, let's eat here, the Yankees are playing, as I had told her before. (At this point, the Yankees are now up 3-2 and could clinch that night) She throws a tantrum! I interrupt her and say, "You have two choices, we can work out something where I watch the game, or we can break up and I can watch the game." Tantrum escalates; I leave; Yankees win Game 6 and World Series; I never return hysterical phone messages; I graduate from law school move to Manhattan meet a beautiful woman who loves going to Yankee games; I marry beautiful Yankee fan; so far, me and beautiful Yankee fan live happily ever after. Brings tears of joy just thinking about it.

Alberico Chief

November 03, 2009 @ (Italy)

Tags: Alberico19

I went over to my gf's house cuz she said we needed to talk. I took the train cuz my car was broke. After we started talkin she admitted that she had been cheating on me over and over again with 2 different dudes. By the time we got done chattin the last train had left the station. I had no choice but to stay on her couch. Middle of the night I wake up and I'm all pissed off. I take my sock off (wore tube socks cuz it was cold), poop in it, and start hitting her with it (lightly...i'm no abuser) she gets pissed and throws me out, I run away giggling my little heart out.

damn skippy.