Tags: Amicable breakup
My spiritual Muslim girlfriend (22f) and my(22m) story
We fell in love with each other in college, after COVID lockdown. When the online classes started, she used to message me for notes and all , as I was good in maths and physics , and we didn't have feelings for each other for a long time . Maybe she had some feelings , so , after 2-3 months when the lockdown was over , we met in college and started to enjoy our college , used to talk about professors and other students. But , one thing I didn't like about her that she always used to wear a hijab in college.
And one day , i asked her about the hijab thing , and she gave me a reason , that was some old school shit , she said suppose u have two toffees, and one wrapped properly and other one is without any wrapper and both toffees fall down on the floor , now u will have which toffee?, I got amazed that how Islam brainwashes such innocent minds , that a girl is objectifying herself as a toffee for a man . There is no space for equality in their culture. So , until now , she was stern on her culture and hijab , but one day , she came to college without hijab and came towards me and asked me "are u happy now?" , I said yeah I am . Slowly , slowly i started developing feelings for her because she used to message daily , whenever I used to be Ill, she used to send me get well soon messages , sent me notes, talked to me daily , i guessed by her behaviour that the thing cooking between us is not normal friendly behaviour .
One day , she asked me " which type of girl do you like ?" , I said that I have not thought about anything yet , and she said okay cool. And all this used to happen , and i also started to like her because I was also new to female attention since I was in boys school. One day she proposed me and I accepted it , both of us came into a relationship. Now , we used to talk but one thing I didn't know was her condition at her home , she was treated very badly in her home by her parents and her brother . Her brother was having a relationship with a Hindu girl ( popularly called love jihad in bjp language ) and that fellow used to check her sister's mobile that is my girlfriend, I mean how he's having the right to check her mobile . And, he used to beat her when she resisted to submit her mobile to him and her parents refused to help her in this time , sometimes we used to be in no contact for 10 -11 days and then she tells me that her brother confiscated her phone .
I felt really bad for her , though her parents loved her and she had the latest iPhone but she had very little freedom in her home, her mother used to forbid her to watch television during Muharram and Ramadan . And she used to follow it without being a rebel, I did not like her being suppressed . I tried to open her eyes by telling her about the dark side of Islam and how their prophet consummated marriage with a 9 year old but she was manipulated by her religion that she refused to listen . We were in a relationship for 7 months , but we could meet in college only , our first kiss also happened in college .
We had plans to meet at some other place but her family didn't allow her to go out , in simple terms she was imprisoned . Personally , i didn't know about Islam a lot before this , but during my relationship, I learnt a lot about Islam and how their extreme patriarchal culture tortures women and how the women worship a pedophile like Muhammad . One day , i decided to talk to her and we decided to mutually breakup, because it was not possible for me to break her clutches and free her from her disgusting world.I was in love with her madly , it's been 2 years , I remember her today also , she was the first girl whom I touched and kissed and she was very kind to me.
Tldr: it's a story about my girlfriend (22 f) and me (22m) and how we fell in love and then broke up amicably . If you have some time, then do read it.
Tags: Amicable breakup
My spiritual Muslim girlfriend (22f) and my(22m) story
We fell in love with each other in college, after COVID lockdown. When the online classes started, she used to message me for notes and all , as I was good in maths and physics , and we didn't have feelings for each other for a long time . Maybe she had some feelings , so , after 2-3 months when the lockdown was over , we met in college and started to enjoy our college , used to talk about professors and other students. But , one thing I didn't like about her that she always used to wear a hijab in college.
And one day , i asked her about the hijab thing , and she gave me a reason , that was some old school shit , she said suppose u have two toffees, and one wrapped properly and other one is without any wrapper and both toffees fall down on the floor , now u will have which toffee?, I got amazed that how Islam brainwashes such innocent minds , that a girl is objectifying herself as a toffee for a man . There is no space for equality in their culture. So , until now , she was stern on her culture and hijab , but one day , she came to college without hijab and came towards me and asked me "are u happy now?" , I said yeah I am . Slowly , slowly i started developing feelings for her because she used to message daily , whenever I used to be Ill, she used to send me get well soon messages , sent me notes, talked to me daily , i guessed by her behaviour that the thing cooking between us is not normal friendly behaviour .
One day , she asked me " which type of girl do you like ?" , I said that I have not thought about anything yet , and she said okay cool. And all this used to happen , and i also started to like her because I was also new to female attention since I was in boys school. One day she proposed me and I accepted it , both of us came into a relationship. Now , we used to talk but one thing I didn't know was her condition at her home , she was treated very badly in her home by her parents and her brother . Her brother was having a relationship with a Hindu girl ( popularly called love jihad in bjp language ) and that fellow used to check her sister's mobile that is my girlfriend, I mean how he's having the right to check her mobile . And, he used to beat her when she resisted to submit her mobile to him and her parents refused to help her in this time , sometimes we used to be in no contact for 10 -11 days and then she tells me that her brother confiscated her phone .
I felt really bad for her , though her parents loved her and she had the latest iPhone but she had very little freedom in her home, her mother used to forbid her to watch television during Muharram and Ramadan . And she used to follow it without being a rebel, I did not like her being suppressed . I tried to open her eyes by telling her about the dark side of Islam and how their prophet consummated marriage with a 9 year old but she was manipulated by her religion that she refused to listen . We were in a relationship for 7 months , but we could meet in college only , our first kiss also happened in college .
We had plans to meet at some other place but her family didn't allow her to go out , in simple terms she was imprisoned . Personally , i didn't know about Islam a lot before this , but during my relationship, I learnt a lot about Islam and how their extreme patriarchal culture tortures women and how the women worship a pedophile like Muhammad . One day , i decided to talk to her and we decided to mutually breakup, because it was not possible for me to break her clutches and free her from her disgusting world.I was in love with her madly , it's been 2 years , I remember her today also , she was the first girl whom I touched and kissed and she was very kind to me.
Tldr: it's a story about my girlfriend (22 f) and me (22m) and how we fell in love and then broke up amicably . If you have some time, then do read it.
Tags: Long Term Breakup
I met a cousin sister in 1992. She stated that she felt so close to me. She asked me to write letters to her. She later got married and her husband wrote a letter with her. I sent one final letter and it was not answered. I sent a Christmas card. In 1995, she gave a phone call to speak to her parents and sibling. Her sister told her that I was there and handed the phone to me to speak. My cousin sister hung up on me. Her mother claimed that she called back to say that I was invited. My mother told me that this was lie. In 1994, my father visited India and told his brother that I was expecting a letter form her. There was no answer. When I visited India, her father claimed that my cousin sister was there the day before and her mother claimed that this person was interested in seeing and was looking for days off from her teaching job to be with me. My mother told me not to believe this. The next year, I went to India again to get married. I was thinking of contacting her. My mother pointed out that there was no need to contact someone who hung up me. My mother told me that the sister could easily call me if she wanted to. As my relatives kept talking about her, I could not get her out of my mind because I had a feeling that she was in neighboring state. When my parents drove me through the streets, I looked at different houses, wondering irrationally if my cousin sister was somewhere in one of those. I talked to myself angrily since my parents would not allow me to visit her. My dad would constantly break down the bathroom door to try to stop my habit. My dad would talk about how I would feel better after I got married. The reality is that I still miss the chemistry of the previous relationship. My wife listens but does not have much to say to me. On an average day, my son and daughter say nothing to me. My children act as if my dad is the dad instead of me. It have not seen any of my relatives since 1998. I do not understand why people are so upset about Trump's travel ban when I have been banned by my own parents from seeing my own relatives in my native country. I see my cousin sister in my dreams. I had a feeling that I would see her after my parents die. Now there is a feeling that I will die before them. I have not been allowed by them to leave the state of NY for the past 20 years. Even though I have a driver's license, I am no longer allowed to drive the family car. I have to accept the fact that I may never see my relatives ever again.
Tags: Breakup
When I was 16 I was curious about having a relationship with a boy. Any if possible, although I had some in mind for a while.
He was the friend of my brother, but also a friend in a group at school I was part of. He was nice, treated me like I was normal. I had very low self esteem. No other boy treated me like him.
I chatted a lot with him on MSN. At one point he broke up with his girlfriend and I was kind of eager to match him with someone. I started to like him and wishing I was his girlfriend. He made me feel tingly.
At one point I convinced him to kiss me. And he was very good at it.
We were not a couple at that point. He kept me on a distance, not sure what to do. Mostly because of my brother. The summer was hot and we were getting more involved. We shared many kisses and it was amazing. But still he would not want to be my boyfriend.
I was getting down, but I waited for him.
It was September when he finaly dared to make it official. My brother was kind of let down, but wanted us to be happy so he went along with it.
My relationship was in a nutshell a life changing experience, but not good for me. We had lots of sex, what kept us addicted to eachother. But he was not my match. He wanted to go out a lot, see sports and friends, while I wanted to stay at home, watch movies and such. And there was his toxic mother. In the beginning she was enthusiastic, but later on she didn't saw me as a good daughter in law. She was convinced I was not good for her son. In the end, she was right, but the way she treated me was not right. I felt worse about myself than ever before. But I loved him, so I holded on. Even when we were on a break for a month, I still went back to him. The last year of our relationship was the most miserable one. He made me feel like I was not good enough for him, because I was not myself. He was also right. I wasn't. I left all my hobbies behind and did things I didn't like. Even though he ment I was not his ideal girlfriend, I know now I couldn't match his expectations.
In the end he went out with a girl to a cinema. And that was his trigger to end it.
I was heartbroken and begged him to come back.
But he said he would not.
We met one last time and after that I never spoke to him again.
Now I can say I am grateful he ended it, but healing from this relationship took a long time for me. At first I thought about him daily, at almost every moment, and slowly that became less and less.
I met my husband 3 years later. Right after my lowest point ever. He is my match. Not sure soulmate, but I can't think of anyone more right for me. He is kind, caring, make me laugh and is my best friend. I can share anything with him. But most important: stay myself. I spent time on my hobbies and interests and he not only admires it, but stimulates me. I love him so much and I am grateful to have this other life.
From time to time I sometimes think about my ex. Wondering what my life would have looked like if we didn't broke up. Or what kind of children we would have had. I have a son now, so that is on my mind a lot. Doesn't mean I want to be his, but I just wonder. It doesn't hurt me anymore and I never want to go back.
Tags: Bad breakup
We got together in 2020, it was the beginning of the second quarter of my 8th grade year, I was pretty much infatuated with him to say the least. He had a girlfriend when we first met, (he was a new student at my school.) but I wasn't going to let that get in my way. (I was a shitty person back then, I know.) They eventually broke up and he and I started to talk on the down-low because all of his new friends, (who all used to be friends with me.) didn't like me, for reasons I still don't know. We got together mid November, and I was so so happy, little did I know getting with him would be a horrible mistake. It had almost been a month of being together when suddenly during school he had just broken up with me, no explanation, no nothing. I had later found out that one of his friends got an old video of me kissing another boy and said I cheated on him with that boy days after out relationship started, (I obviously didn't cheat.) I explained to him that they were lying and we got back together, that was only the beginning. Throughout the rest of our 8th grade year we were basically on and off, we got into several fights because he and his friends did really mean messed up things to me. I almost got into a fight with one of his friends because they were flirting and I texted her while I wasn't at school, he made fun of me to them while we were together, he let them call me names right in front of him,he humiliated me in front of everyone several times, and that wasn't even the half of it. We finally had a steady going relationship during the summer, (because we weren't around any of his friends.) but when we started our freshman year everything would change. The first couple months weren't bad, he started to realize how his friends made me feel, and he made more time for me, but never learned how to stick up for me. We had reached a whole year, everyone thought we were the power couple, believe me, I thought so too. We broke up in December, The night of our winter formal, I was devastated, but I couldn't handle what he was putting me through anymore. He became suicidal, which ended up making me depressed and suicidal. Everyone turned against me for breaking up with him, they got my story all twisted, and before I knew it, I was alone, heartbroken, confused and I wanted to kill myself. I was harassed daily, he ended up making fun of me again, created all these stories and I was completely miserable. It had been 4 months of not being together and we tried to start working things out and were going to try and become a couple again, he had other girls in his life, he lied but I knew he did, and for a little time I did too. Me and my ex would fight daily, and when I told him I didn't want to try with him anymore he went and told my parents all these secrets about me and I had gotten taken out of school for it, it may seem like a relief but things were starting to get better, it was the end of the year and I was slowly recovering from what had happened. While at home he would email me because I didn't have a phone, I didn't want anything to do with him but he kept messaging me, on Saturday, ( 3 days ago) he started becoming mean and aggressive, I had a break down and I was back at square one. I'm not over him, I don't think I ever will get over him, I'm not 15 I was 13 when I met him, I know I'm young but he really was my first love, and my true first heartbreak. I just want to be okay again, I still feel pretty miserable, but this story definitely needed to be shared.
Tags: Bad breakup
We got together in 2020, it was the beginning of the second quarter of my 8th grade year, I was pretty much infatuated with him to say the least. He had a girlfriend when we first met, (he was a new student at my school.) but I wasn't going to let that get in my way. (I was a shitty person back then, I know.) They eventually broke up and he and I started to talk on the down-low because all of his new friends, (who all used to be friends with me.) didn't like me, for reasons I still don't know. We got together mid November, and I was so so happy, little did I know getting with him would be a horrible mistake. It had almost been a month of being together when suddenly during school he had just broken up with me, no explanation, no nothing. I had later found out that one of his friends got an old video of me kissing another boy and said I cheated on him with that boy days after out relationship started, (I obviously didn't cheat.) I explained to him that they were lying and we got back together, that was only the beginning. Throughout the rest of our 8th grade year we were basically on and off, we got into several fights because he and his friends did really mean messed up things to me. I almost got into a fight with one of his friends because they were flirting and I texted her while I wasn't at school, he made fun of me to them while we were together, he let them call me names right in front of him,he humiliated me in front of everyone several times, and that wasn't even the half of it. We finally had a steady going relationship during the summer, (because we weren't around any of his friends.) but when we started our freshman year everything would change. The first couple months weren't bad, he started to realize how his friends made me feel, and he made more time for me, but never learned how to stick up for me. We had reached a whole year, everyone thought we were the power couple, believe me, I thought so too. We broke up in December, The night of our winter formal, I was devastated, but I couldn't handle what he was putting me through anymore. He became suicidal, which ended up making me depressed and suicidal. Everyone turned against me for breaking up with him, they got my story all twisted, and before I knew it, I was alone, heartbroken, confused and I wanted to kill myself. I was harassed daily, he ended up making fun of me again, created all these stories and I was completely miserable. It had been 4 months of not being together and we tried to start working things out and were going to try and become a couple again, he had other girls in his life, he lied but I knew he did, and for a little time I did too. Me and my ex would fight daily, and when I told him I didn't want to try with him anymore he went and told my parents all these secrets about me and I had gotten taken out of school for it, it may seem like a relief but things were starting to get better, it was the end of the year and I was slowly recovering from what had happened. While at home he would email me because I didn't have a phone, I didn't want anything to do with him but he kept messaging me, on Saturday, ( 3 days ago) he started becoming mean and aggressive, I had a break down and I was back at square one. I'm not over him, I don't think I ever will get over him, I'm not 15 I was 13 when I met him, I know I'm young but he really was my first love, and my true first heartbreak. I just want to be okay again, I still feel pretty miserable, but this story definitely needed to be shared.
Tags: Bad breakup karma
Karma is real . I was in a serious relationship for 7 years then I met this other guy and cheated on my ex with this guy till I finally broke up with my ex for this new guy. So the relationship went on for 5 months after breaking up with my ex and guess what the new guy left me for another woman exactly how I left my ex. So i called my ex and man that man still loves me and said he wants us back together. So I would question him about how he felt after our break up and realized then that it was karma because what I experienced after the new guy left me is exactly what he went through.
Tags: Bad Breakup, Sad, Emotional
Here's a link to they story. (trigger warning is very emotional and talks about calling a hotline for people going through a critically unstable mental state) Thank you for reading if you do writing this has really helped me figure things out and work on my mental health as well.
https://justpaste.it/92hne
We had a "closure talk" I thought it went well considering it was 13.5 hours long and I though she had given me all of the answers I wanted. I just couldn't trust her word and I reached out to the person she cheated on me with who claims he didn't know she was in a relationship and said he was so sorry. There stories did have overlap it's just the frequency and timelines are slightly different. She told me it was only 3 times but he claimed it to be more. Who should I believe?
Tags: sad break up, sad, death
My fiance was 11 years older than me. About six months before the wedding was planned he was diagnosed with testicular cancer. All he was going to need was a surgery to remove one testicle and six rounds of chemo. Unfortunately both testicle were removed by mistake. It was absolutely devastating. I broke off the engagement a few weeks later. He was heart broken but understood why. Sadly the cancer spread and ended up passing away after Thanksgiving last year. He left his house and money to me. I feel so guilty because remained so generous and kind to me.
Tags: Bad breakup, sad
Okay so I just broke up with my boyfriend of 5 months 2 days ago. We are both 15. It all started at church camp. My dad is a pastor and he goes to my dad’s friends church who is also a pastor obviously. So we will call my ex Gabe, how it all started was the first night of church camp Gabe’s pastor's son (Elijah) introduced us. I didn’t even give Gabe a second glance. Then that night we just got out of church and it was dark and late and my feet were hurting so bad, so I took off my heels. I was walking out the door and I hadn’t even noticed that he was in front of me. He held the door open for me but I didn’t say thank you, and he said “You’re welcome†and it went from there. He walked me to my dorm room and he said goodnight. I was head over heels for him now. The next day he was with me all day long. Turns out that he has had a crush on me for 2 years!! Now I just found out who this dude is but that was the main thing that got me was the fact that he had his eye on ME out of all the pretty girls at these things. So two days later he asked me out and I obviously said yes. So church camp was over but we still saw each other. He lived 2 hours away and the first time we met up was at Pittsburgh Zoo because that was like the halfway point for both of us. So everyone knew we are dating at this point. Now we would facetime for like 2 hours every night and we would talk about marriage and what age we would get married, you know like things every young couple talks about. Well everything was going good until last month. He tells me EVERYTHING and a lot of those things he shouldn't have told me. But he told me that his youth pastor said that he needed to let go of something . And I was terrified that it was me. But Gabe told me it wasn't and that it was the fact that he looked at pictures. And I was super upset because I felt that I wasn't good enough for him that is why he looked at pictures cause if I was good enough and pretty enough then he wouldn't need those pictures. I didn't break up with him though. So after that things just weren't right I didn't feel the same about him anymore and I couldn't trust him. I still tried to make it work because he loved me so much. But then I found out that he was telling my ex about my body and some of the things he's seen and things we've said and that drew the line for me because I didn't like how he was trying to make my ex boyfriend jealous. Gabe was too clingy from the start and I was too nice to slow it down. Now I broke up with him 2 days ago and I am really missing him and missing talking to him. I know he is hurting like crazy and that makes me just want to check up on him but I know it will make matters worse if I do.
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