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A Red Head

March 31, 2017 @ (Canada)

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.

Anonymous1

March 28, 2017 @ (Ontario)

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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.

Dont Wanna Say..

March 11, 2017 @ (USA)

Tags: bad break up need advice help me

my ex and i dated for about two months and we recently broke up Monday of this week (2/6/17). I experienced true love for the first time in my life. I thought of him as the most amazing person i had ever laid eyes on. Since the beginning of the relationship, we grew up a lot. We started dating when we were 15 years old. and we are now 17. I did so much for him, i paid for the majority of dates, gave him money because he would need it and i constantly prioritized him, putting him before everything. I let him come between my family and friends. He was my first, i lost my virginity to him a year ago on valentines day. he did many things that were bad in the beginning of the relationship but i managed to hang on to the relationship because he begged and pleaded for me to stay. Now i am broken. I have a 4.7 GPA , i can get into any college i want to in North Carolina, i have an amazing job making great money and a great family and an awesome bestfriend. But i can't be happy without him. I feel like i absolutely need him in my life to feel okay. I really have put my happiness on the backburner for him. For months he has been canceling plans for friends and he would sleep through our plans bc he was out super late the night before, i felt like i wasnt important and he would be really mean when i tried to talk to him about it, calling me needy and saying "why can't u just be understanding and say okay sometimes" he would yell at the top of his lungs and blame the fact that he had no nicotine and thats why he was being that way to me. He doesn't go to school anymore (so a drop out) spends every dime on his truck making me have to pay for his food and gas and dates. he never treated me right yet he broke up with me monday and blocked me on everything. i begged and pleaded for him to stay for 2 days then i went no contact on him and havent spoken since wednesday to him. i know for a fact that he loves me. i just want him back. i think i have learned a lot about myself and i have been through more pain than i can begin to describe. Will he come back to me? our connection when we were together was so strong. this boy literally has our date tattooed on his wrist and he had given me a promise ring promising me forever. help me someone please just give me advice. i need to know if you think he will come back or not. how can you spend 2 years with someone to drop them this way?

Robby

March 02, 2017 @ (Atlanta)

Tags: Bad Breakup Terrible

So I met this beautiful woman at my job, we hit it off. Had fun she was exciting, I seriously felt like she was the one. Now about month number 3 we had an issue, my ex texted me one night. I didnâ€™t even know it till the next morning, now I and my ex hadnâ€™t talked for a while. We were still cordial with each other, and she knew my situation. So I was in the shower at the girlfriendsâ€™ house getting ready for work, and she knocks on the door to tell me I had a text. Now up until this point everything was wonderful, I look at the phone and my ex texted me that â€œI still love you goodnightâ€. Now the girlfriend went apeshit! Put my phone in the toilet, poured bleach on it got it out threw around the house. Hit me with a damn baseball bat and her fists, her damn dog was even attacking me. Now I know I shouldâ€™ve bailed then, but we got back together. And weâ€™re in our 30â€™s. Now there were several more incidents that happened that topped that incident. Okay now the breakup is batshit crazy! So about 3 weeks ago we were going to meet up at her house for dinner and to work out. Her mom was still in town after New Yearâ€™s. So I stay about 45 minutes away from her and we were supposed to get there around the same time. I got about 10 minutes away from her house and asked where she was at, she said she was coming from the mall with her girlfriends but she was driving. I told her that to let her mom now that Iâ€™m coming through the garage so she wonâ€™t be startled when I come in, she said okay. So I beat her to the house, as Iâ€™m getting my bags out of my truck she calls me. I answer and say where you are, she tells me that sheâ€™s been shot! I said SHOT BULLSHIT! She said someone had shot her on the freeway while she was driving and she wanted me to come to her before she died. NO shit this came out of her mouth. So I immediately get back in my truck and Iâ€™m gunning it, sheâ€™s still on the phone the entire time. I spot a cop by a gas station and pull over to him and tell him that my girl has been shot and sheâ€™s driving toward the exit. So we go get closer and Iâ€™m talking to her the entire time. Take it I am a former Army Combat Medic so immediately knew just by her talking and how cohesive she was I knew her airway and breathing were good, but it was the circulation I was worried about. She pulls up and Holy Fuk her car was shot up like Tupacâ€™s! Holes everywhere! She left the hospital that night with 2 superficial wounds to the back of her head, blessed to be alive! I get to her house and she said she didnâ€™t see anything, nothing no description nothing. Now Iâ€™m not a guy who lives outside of reality, so I asked did she owe somebody money, or was it another guy or something. She said no. Take it I couldnâ€™t sleep when we got back to her house I already have PTSD and that shit triggered the hell out of me! So ii stayed up and read my Bible but something in my spirit told me to leave that house. I stayed with her that Sunday, cleaned her wounds even prayed with her. So I went home, and I have a busy schedule but I told her that I didnâ€™t feel comfortable at her house, and that her and her mother can come lay low at my house for however long, even offered my truck. But something inside of me just told me to fall back, and I felt bad because I knew she had just been through some serious shit. But once my mom and friends found out about the incident they told me not to fuck with her! So for two days I stayed away, we still talked but she didnâ€™t like the fact that I wasnâ€™t there! So I knew she had another car at her house that runs, but it had been sitting up so long it had grime built on top of grime. So I take my pressure washer over there to clean it up so they wouldnâ€™t be driving a car that looks like shit, ironically she wasnâ€™t there at the time. But a white Tahoe pulls up by her mailbox and asks me do I live there. I said no i donâ€™t, it pulls off. Couldnâ€™t get a license plate number because of how her driveway sits. So I call her she said that Iâ€™m not there for her and thatâ€™s it, blocks me, no commo. Now if that aint grimey enough, the cops call me in, and question me as if I had something to do with the shit! I literally held my scarf to her head to stop the bleeding, but I feel like that was not a random act of violence. So yea I feel played like fuk! Crazy shit huh?

The Poor Guy

December 27, 2016 @ (London)

Tags: rough breakup

Was dating a girl for more than 2 years. Did my best to keep her happy. Saved money to gift her on her birthday. A day before the breakup tells me her friend got a very expensive gift from her boyfriend on her bday. Next day fights with me and says that the gift I gave her was not expensive enough. Doesnt stop here, goes around bad mouthing me about how I treated her badly

Britney

November 26, 2016 @ (michigan)

Tags: #bitchthoughtwrong #tf #dontfuckwithmethewrongway

Hi everyone my name is Britney,
That bitch off a boyfriend had left me for a hoe she look like a pig and she dress like she rolled in a pill off dog shit didn't take a shower in 4 weeks and she lives in the trailer park i'm so disapointed in him he probably only wants her because she looks like a prostitute and i think she secretly works as stripper for money and, did i mention she try to were clothes that are like 5 sizes to small for her she try so hard and she don't even know how to put makeup on she was wearing neon green lipstick, yellow wig, and bright sparkling purple eyeshadow . so i saw that scank in fucking McDonalds and i fucking pushed that he so hard on the ground and her 3 bigmacs and 2 large fries on the ground and a apple pie. that shit went flying. That whale bitch so heavy son, and so i said are you the whore that slept with my man in my bed and she was like ya and so i went and picked up her apple fucking pie and and flung her weave from here to fucking Canada and crumbled the pie on the dry ass head. so then that week i went and learned how to shot a gun and acually got one too for a bitch who wanna fucking wit this bitch. but anyways i went to my ex's/my old apartment to get ll my stuff right? no, that whore was n my Tempur-pedic 1,000 dollar fucking bed . and that shit was so wet looking i said , bitch apparently you cum all the way fro Africa cause my bed is ruined. when i saw her ugly as i looked at her one more time and i said how you just gonna ruin my bad and she had the damn nerve to say that it was hers and you know what my ass fucking did was say get the fuck off my bad you have 3 seconds and she said no her ass not moving so my ass leaped across the room into that ed and i pulled put that gun that i was saving for that day she was begging me not to shot her she was on her knees and saying please don't shot me and i was like why shouldn't i, you took my man so instead of shooting her i took her to the park and made her like the entire sidewalk and then put a diaper on and sit in the middle of Walmart saying i'm a slut /hoe and i suck dick for living so i took her home and her ass was crying and so mad she started cussing at me so i slapped her so had i think that bitch flew to Africa. that bitch fucking thought she was gonna get away.

Britney

November 26, 2016 @ (michigan)

Tags: #bitchthoughtwrong #tf #dontfuckwithmethewrongway

Loz

November 07, 2016 @ (A place)

Tags: bad breakup, cheating, deserve better, sad

I met this guy three years ago through friends and it seemed to go really well. We were both in high school and the first year was lovely with us going on adventures and going on dates. However, during the first year of college, he turned incredibly immature (he had failed his GCSE's and I had just started A Levels), stopped making an effort with me and there were rumours he had cheated on me. We broke up for 2 weeks but I was stupid to take him back after he begged me that he missed me.
The next two years sucked. I would put in all of the effort into the relationship whilst he spent all of his money on cigarettes and spent his time playing video games. I felt trapped and lonely.
Recently I started university and he is still stuck at college. As all of his decent friends are at university or working, he started to become friends with some very dodgy people (known to do drugs and commit crimes). He started to get close with a lot of girls and it became obvious he was cheating on me when he suggested we go on a break. I ended it after receiving a text from him saying he was sleeping with another girl and yesterday we gave each others things back (three years worth of his things given back to him in two bin bags). He had hickeys all over his neck and random girls kept calling him whilst he was saying we should remain friends.
I know I deserve a lot better than him and I'm going to try and focus on my degree and find someone who will make an effort with me. It's just that it is hard to move on from three years of confusion, bittersweet memories and him in my life.

Lowlie

August 07, 2016 @ (North Carolina)

Tags: #badbreakup #ldrbreakup

I met my bf on an app called Smule. We were LDR for 7 months. I live in North Carolina and he lived in Saudi Arabia. Every day for seven months we text, talk on the phone, and video chat. There was never a day we didn't contact eachother. He became part of my life..and I there was not a day that went be he told me he loved me. I loved him back with all my heart. We had plans for him to come to America on a work visa or for me to visit him in Cebu City when his contract ended next year. About a month ago I questioned many things and found out that his stories was not true. He told me his wife left him and cheated on him and that he no longer loved her and that he wanted to be with me. I found out this was all a lie and that he was still very much with his wife..he was a cheater and I was the woman he chose to have a relationship with behind his wifes back. I not only showed him my love online but also offline by sending him emails and letters and I also sent him money when he needed. I confronted him and I broke it off and messaged his wife. According to his wife, he denied that he loved me and that it was all lust..and that what what we had was fake and that he only chatted with me to past the time. Before me there was other women that he talked to. What hurts the most is that he made me love him and made me feel loved and that he genuinely cared for me. He was having an LDR with me behind his wifes back while at the same time he was telling her he loved her and telling me he loved me. I don't know why he did this to me..I did nothing but love him and cared about him. We broke up yesterday and it hurts..

Lowlie

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