Divine Intervention

R and I met at a mutual friend’s party. We instantly hit it off and spent the whole night together, slightly drunk, talking about our lives, our futures, etc. We didn’t get intimate, but he did kiss me before we fell asleep. We went out a few times over the next few weeks before becoming official. When we told our groups of friends, they were ecstatic and we instantly became the Brangelina of our group, which was a great feeling.

Two weeks after becoming official, R lost his virginity to me, which was a big deal to him (so he said). After dating for six months, I became pregnant. R was extremely happy and told me he couldn’t wait to start a family and have a steady life.

But two weeks after finding out I was pregnant, R called me on his way to work and said we had to break up. He told me that he couldn’t be with a non Christian because it was immoral. He told me that it was a rule in his family that they couldn’t marry non Christians and he that couldn’t imagine marrying someone who wasn’t a Christian and didn’t go to church. I had never really told him that I was or wasn’t a Christian (though I’m not), so I knew he was making excuses. He finally admitted that he would rather “break up than have to tell my mother that I got my girlfriend pregnant at the age of 21.” He hung up and wouldn’t return my calls. I tried for a month to contact him and his family. When my attempts failed, I broke down and had an abortion before moving to a state 2400 miles away (We were going to be moving anyway, so I just made the planned move alone.) My due date was February 29, 2012, and knowing that that date is fast approaching makes me sick. I don’t know if he knows that I had an abortion or if he even knows that I decided to move alone. I just hope that he sleeps well at night knowing that he single-handedly destroyed my faith in people.

Birthday Breakup

I began dating B in the summer of my freshman year of college. At first he seemed like an all around gentleman. He managed an electronics store, was enrolled in school and came from a decent family who was loving and supportive.

Prior to dating B we had met through a longtime mutual friend. I was attracted to his intelligence and independent attitude from the start. When we first began a romantic relationship he would come to see me every weekend since he went to a school about two hours away from mine. This went on for about a year and everything seemed to be working well. We got along perfectly, and would talk about his plans to go into IT work, and my plans to get my M.D in neonatal medicine. We even wanted to move in together after we graduated and he discussed the idea of marriage.

The night before my birthday was a seemingly normal night. I talked to B about coming down to celebrate with me and he seemed happy he would be able to come see me the next night. When I woke up the next morning however I had a text from him stating he was sorry but he was seeing someone else. I was devastated. I didn’t understand how someone I thought I knew could hurt me so deeply.

After our breakup we did talk a few times. The girl he left me for was eighteen, a high school drop out and a long criminal history. When I confronted him about why he had ended it with me so suddenly, his reasoning was that he didn’t want to be with someone who wanted a career, he wanted a stay at home wife. It shocked me that a person I thought I knew so well could have wanted such a different lifestyle than all our late night talks had lead on.

As I look back on it I realized that someone like that has no place in my life. The last I heard about B from our mutual friend was that he worked at a failing hookah bar, had dropped out of college and his “future stay at home wife” had cleaned up her act, left him, was in school to become a dentist and had married a dental surgeon. It’s been years since we have talked yet every so often I get a message from him. I just delete it. I feel bad for him honestly. Who would have thought a bright mind could end up being so dim witted?

Career Change

H and I met at an AA meeting. She seemed to instantly have a crush on me, even though I told her I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend at the time. Life was just too complicated and I didn’t want to disappoint her. She was pretty persistent, and was less annoying than most of the girlfriends I’ve had so I decided to give it a shot. The next day we go out to our first party together, she became convinced that I cheated on her because some guy told her that I did so he could get in her pants. I told her she was wrong, but she wouldn’t hear it. She seems to let it go and we have a good rest of the night. When we get back to my house, she gets this devilish gleam in her eyes and goes down on me for the first time. When it’s all finished, she announces to me that she is changing careers, and is now a prostitute and wants nothing to do with me. The next hour she is on the phone talking to potential tricks trying to line up one to come get her. This girl is spending all her energy trying to make me jealous but I honestly couldn’t wait for her to get lost. The prostitute thing wasn’t half as bad as how jealous she was. The funny thing is that the guy who picked her up said he was gonna give her a Mercedes and take care of her, but ditched her with $40 for the whole night.

A Big Surprise

I’ve been dating this girl name Claire since I was probably around 14. She liked me for my nerdiness but later I found out she didn’t like me at all. So it was Valentine’s Day and I decided instead of going out I should make her dinner. I made lobster (I learned from youtube), I didn’t bother getting dessert because she told me she wanted to surprise me. After we finished eating the lobster. She told me the surprise. The surprise was sex. I was a virgin and well, she claimed she was a virgin too. Nothing really happened during sex. When we were done it was silent but after about 20 minutes she says “I think we should take a brake for a while”. I knew what she wanted to break up. We really had nothing in common anyway. I later learned she was sleeping around with a bunch of other guys. I still don’t know why I ever decided to date her…

Getting Even

I was 19, hot as heck, and a virgin. My boyfriend of 4 months had been very respectful of my decision to wait till I was ready. Well one night he goes to a party at our mutual friend’s house. (I had a family function so I stayed home) He ends up sleeping with some girl. The next day three of my girlfriends call to tell me what happened and that he feels miserable for what he did. I met up with him and he was crying and begging me to give him another chance. To be honest all my respect for him had been lost and i was left numb. So I acted like I forgave him. That night we went to that same friend’s party. I fell asleep next to my boyfriend and woke up cuddling another guy. He got the message.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the last time I heard from him. About a month later he threw a 4 gallon, open paint can through my parents living room window.

Cutting it Short

We were best friends in high school, but we always knew that we would end up together one way or another. So after being close friends for about a year we decided to start dating. Everything was great. You couldn’t ask for a better relationship. So when he dumped me I was a bit confused/angry. I wasn’t mad about us breaking up, I was mad about how he did it. I had cut my hair very short, and I even told him that he was going to break up with me when he saw it. I was assured several times that breaking up was “the last thing that he wanted to do.” So later we were lying in his bed after having sex, and directly afterwards (I didn’t even have my clothes on yet) he looked at me and said “Yeahhhhhh this isn’t working”. We didn’t speak to each other for about a year, but we rekindled our friendship (and it is strictly friends) and today we laugh about the ordeal.