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Lara

October 14, 2009 @ (Canada)

My ex, with whom I have a beautiful daughter with, and I dated for 3.5 years. I moved out to his small hometown and put my university plans on hold so that we could start a family and our life together. After 2ish years of being a stay-at-home mom, I decided that it was time to go back to school so my daughter and I moved into the city (1.5 hours away) while he stayed to keep his well paying job and live in the house that we had bought. He came to the city every weekend, his weeks off, and every holiday that he had from work. We eventually decided to rent out our house and he began to live in the city and commute to work. Nothing had changed, other than the amount of time we were together and my load of responsibilities (which I handled quite well), but he became increasingly aggravated. In April of my first year of school, he confessed that he resented me for going back to school and felt that I had to prove that I was better than him. He broke up with me with the excuse that it just wasn't working and he couldn't be with "someone like me". We remained friends for the sake of our daughter and everything was fine. It wasn't until I had met and started dating someone else that he decided that he didn't really break up with me in the first place, and that he had just wanted a break from the stress of our changing relationship. After this epic attempt had failed to sway me, he proceeded with trying everything possible to sabotage my life (ie. take custody of our daughter, cut off all financial assistance, force me to quit school, ruin my new relationship). Thankfully, everything that he tried was unsuccessful. My daughter is still with me, I am still in nursing school working towards my bachelor in science and nursing, and am in a wonderful relationship with my new boyfriend.

I'm sorry sweetheart, but real life doesn't work that way.

KevinEleven

October 13, 2009 @ (Toronto)

Tags: valentines day

I once broke up with a girl the day before Valentine's Day and promised myself I wouldn't do it again. Two years later I broke up with a girl the day of Valentine's Day. At the time it was no big deal but after reading a bunch of stories on here I realized I had a pretty surreal experience.

MSA

October 13, 2009 @ (CA)

Tags: Facebook, Text Message

I got home from being out of town. I get a text from my girlfriend of 10 months saying "I think we need to change our facebook status" Awesome.

Chibear

October 13, 2009 @ (texas)

Tags: plane

I was moving Chicago to start my first real job after college. I was really excited because on the flight to Chicago they were offering a promotion to try their wifi service on the plane for free. I log onto Facebook only to find out that my boyfriend of 1.5 years had canceled our relationship status. I get onto AIM and luckily find him online. I ask him what was up with Facebook only to find out that he wanted to break up while I was in mid-flight.

Chris

October 13, 2009 @ (California)

Tags: heartbreaking

This isn't an especially exotic breakup, but it certainly broke my back. When I was an intern, I took a weekend call pretty early ... on a Friday night, so the amount of trauma we saw was very heavy (idiots drinking/driving, getting stabbed, etc). That 28hr shift was pretty much the worst night of my life b/c of:

- my first end of life discussion w/a family
- getting my chief to come in was like pulling teeth
- a couple of traumas came in basically DOA
- my medstudent, despite being warned that it was going to be a tough night and that he should read up on diagnosing traumatic injury, decided to read up on wiring of cautery knives ...
- ... then had the nerve to cuss me out for not treating him like he knew anything, despite him never reading, never knowing anything about patient treatment other than pain level
- the floor nurses refused to take verbal orders, making me actually walk up to the floor and write it in the patient chart (no matter if I was in the middle of a Code Blue or not)
- in fact, I got into lots of arguments with nurses about retarded crap
- the next morning, I was so busy in the ER, the oncoming resident had to see all my patients, making me look like a total douche
- I didn't sleep
- I didn't eat after lunch
- hell, I didn't even get to sit down at ALL that night

So I finally get home, almost getting into an accident on the way home b/c of exhaustion, and I get into bed and crash. 10hr later I wake up, still wiped out, hungry as hell, and figure the only thing that can make me feel not like shit is talking to my [long-distance] girlfriend of 20 months.

Well, literally just after I said the words "I don't think I'll ever have a worse night in my life," she cuts me off and says that she doesn't think we should date anymore. I was so exhausted I could barely put up a fight. I just slept for another 24hrs, and didn't eat until 2 days later, when I came back to work. Absolutely heartbreaking.

It was at that point that my realization dawned: being a doctor SUCKS; THIS is what I busted my ass, all my life, my dream, for???

Dana

October 13, 2009 @ (Colorado)

Tags: asshole

So I start dating this guy for about 2 years but I should have known better because my friends and family kept telling me he was a jerk and I should have known better because he told me not to love me after we had sex the first time but anyhow we were dating for a year when he went out with his girl friends which I knew who had the hots for him (they were too obvious) and he ended up making out with both of them that night. I should have broke up with him right! nope was stupid. I did broke up with him a couple of weeks before my birthday but a couple of weeks later after I had slept with another guy he wanted me back, begging and telling me how he would be different this time. Moved with him to another state and stayed another year which is another stupid move. Then he got reunited with a high school friend and I should have known because well they were hanging out a lot and he picked her up a lot but I wanted to trust him. Finally I wanted to end it even though I didn't want to so I send him an email so we can talk about it when I get home. So when we did talk about it you know what he told me, that he's been wanting to break up but he wanted me to finish the semester to spare my feelings. Asshole but that's not the worst part. A couple of days after I broke down and call my mother and told her I wanted go back home you know what he told me "Are you done crying", know what I did, I punched him in the nose a couple of hours after when he was sitting in his computer playing world of warcraft. Never regretted it and I am so glad I punch his ass because it was unexpected and I hurt him good that he slept upstairs because he was scared of me. He is still single not surprising, I'm not and about to get married next year, boy do karma works.

Fred

October 13, 2009 @ (California)

Tags: cheating, whore

I was dating a girl for about 3 years, and one night we go out to a fantastic bar with a poker buddy of mine whom I had known for about 2 years. Being young and at a bar, we get totally shitfaced, and head back to the hotel (too far to take a cab home). After continuing to drink for another couple of hours, I discover that the insides of my stomach have decided to make a break for it, and that I need to lie down and pass out.

I wake up 30 minutes later to breath on my ear and the sound of moans. It seems my girl is on the bed behind me (bonus, there are 2 beds in the room), and my "friend" is behind her, with one hand down her pants and one hand up her shirt. I decide to wait a bit, to see where this is going (and to prevent excuses later). After about 15 minutes, I hear whispering, which I can only assume is something like "Let's move to the other bed so we can fuck without waking him". At this point I alert them to the fact that I am awake and have been for some time, that they're both dead to me, I'm moving to Vegas the next day, and then I get dressed to catch the aforementioned cab (the one that was too expensive).

She starts crying, and this guy, this...unbelievable asshole, starts trying to play the mediator, "She's a good girl, she doesn't deserve this" and the like. I tell him to shut his fucking mouth, and proceed to walk to the elevator. He chooses to physically bar my way, and even grabs me by the arm to prevent me from leaving. I calmly inform him that if he doesn't let me go, I'm going to knock him the fuck out. He doesn't take me seriously. Now...I'm not a violent guy...but looking at the expression of "come on guy" on this bastards face snapped something in me, and I dropped him like the sack of shit he is and leave.

The thing about this that really irked me is this:
Really? REALLY? You're going to wait until I'm sick with liquor, and THEN betray me at my weakest? Contemptible.

Vegas is nice.

Vegas

James

October 13, 2009 @ (Somewhere)

Tags: tag1 tag2??

So I've been reading these posts and felt compelled to share a story that happend to me about 5 years ago. I started dating this girl who seemed pretty until a little over a month into the relationship. All of a sudden she became very anti-social. If we were out with friends she rarely spoke and would just sit there. If we stayed in she rarley engaged in conversation with me. It was getting annoying. Anyway, one day we were driving to another city to visit some friends about 2 hrs away and as normal she was being really quiet no matter my efforts. Since I was bored I decided to put in a Bob Dylan cd I had. After about 10 mins she finally talks and bitches "God this stuff is sooo boring, can't we listen to something else?" I realized right then and there that there were other fish in the sea. Without saying a word I turned around at the next overpass and drove back to her house. She asked me a few times what I was doing but didn't say a word til we got to her house. I told her to get out and not to call me again.

Rory

October 13, 2009 @ (texas)

Tags: drunk

So I recently split up with this girl I really liked because she had some baggage and questioned my partying but she did finally take care of her issues. After texting back and forth for hours(I work all over the country) things seem ok then she ends the conversation with "well I'm glad things are better, I better get back to my house and sober up." It was 1pm

Ace

October 13, 2009 @ (canada)

Tags: ex, sex, house

I came home from work one day to find my ex (she still hadn't moved out) getting it from her new boyfriend on our bed. She had stopped by my work not half hour before...most likely to check to see if I would be home. Needless to say she's gone and I'm happy.