There is this girl named Lana who I have secretly had a crush on for the past 3 years. She is beautiful, smart, popular and loved by everyone at school. She is like the dream girlfriend you see in movies. By those standards, I guess I could be considered the guy who could never get a girl like that. I’m not a major geek or anything, but I have straight A’s, run cross country, build robots, and enjoy doing the most random things. Lana and I were always friendly. We had both gone to a smaller private K-8 school in town, so we were in every class together. Something happened soon after we started high school and I just couldn’t stop thinking about her. I was incredibly nervous around her all of a sudden, she had a serious hold on me. I was crushed when we came back from Winter break and I found out that Lana had started dating Brian. I was just deflated and so mad at myself for letting chance after chance pass me by. I resolved to pick myself up and move on, make the best of my high school experience.
Lana and Brian broke up toward the end of sophomore year and I saw another chance to tell her how I felt. By the time I finally saw her during the first week of summer she was already dating this other guy named Ty. Lana and I had a bunch of classes together junior year so we were hanging out more and texting/chatting outside of school. One night, my phone rings and it’s Lana. We didn’t have any assignments to work on so I was surprised to hear from her. She was on the other end of the line crying her eyes out. She said that Ty had been cheating and had dumped her for some other girl. I wanted to tell her how I felt then but just thought it wasn’t the right time. At that moment she needed someone to offer support, not try to slide into her ex’s place. We started talking a lot and one night I just worked up the courage and did it. I told her everything, then finished the night by sending her a poem I had written about her.
Lana said that she wanted to start slow and not really tell people about us. I was fine with that, but I didn’t like how she was still hanging around a bunch of guys and flirting right in front of me. One day we were sitting out in the courtyards during lunch and Ty comes over and asks to speak to Lana in private. She didn’t even glance my way, she just went with him to sit under a tree. They were there for a really long time and I wasn’t just going to sit there and be walked all over. I went over to them and asked Lana to come with me inside. Ty jumps up saying he’d kick my @ss if I ever try to hit on his girl again. Then he told me that he had read my poem and that it was so gay and desperate, he just couldn’t resist forwarding it to a bunch of people at school. All this time, Lana just stood there, and when Ty turned to her and said “let’s go.” she walked away with him. By the end of lunch, people were laughing and reading my poem out loud whenever I was around. I was humiliated. I left school early ans=d went home hurt and angry. Around 4 I got a text from Lana that said “Sorry about that. He went through my phone. You are such an awesome friend! ” I couldn’t believe that she could be so passive about the whole situation and not even consider my feelings. I was sumped and became the joke of the school in one lunch period. Oh, and I learned that the girl whom I had kept on a pedestal for years was a shallow idiot, who would rather be with the popular guy who cheats rather than the regular guy who treated her how she deserved to be treated.221 Comments
I am 16 years old and like most other high school girls, I enjoy social networking and using facebook, twitter and Instagram. I started dating Alex about 4 months ago. It was a pretty standard teenage relationship; we’d hang out after school and on weekends and were always texting, etc. I didn’t want to take things so seriously because we are young and we both have goals in life that we don’t want to mess up. If we managed to stay together, great, but neither of us wanted to sacrifice our dreams to follow the other. From what he told me, Alex lost his virginity in our Sophomore year of high school and had hooked up with 5 other girls since then. I was a virgin when I met him. It wasn’t some crazy purity thing or anything like that, I just hadn’t met anyone that I felt ready to go that far with. From day 2 of our time together, Alex was trying to talk me into having sex with him. I told him that I wanted to see where things went with us before taking such a big step. He agreed and we went on from there.
Now back to the social networking issue…. Alex tried to pretend like he was “too cool” for social networking, but he had accounts like everyone else and posted plenty. He said that he didn’t really care about it and thought that it was dumb of me to hang on my phone so much. as long as it wasn’t interfering with anything, I didn’t see a problem with it. I wasn’t sitting on my phone all day and all night, and if I was just sitting with Alex while he played video games, I wanted to at least keep myself entertained. But no, he would have preferred I just sit there with all of my attention on him and whatever he was doing. That was annoying but I figured I could see past it.
The time came where I finally started to feel comfortable enough with Alex to start thinking about sex. One day, we were fooling around and I just let things go all the way. I didn’t regret it and I felt closer to him. About a week later, I was sitting with Alex in his basement while he played video games. He paused the game for a second and saw me on my phone. He got up and grabbed his phone. I didn’t know what he was doing, so I asked and he said “it’s a surprise.” I found out what it was about 5 minutes later when a picture of me sitting on my phone in his basement showed up on his Instagram with the caption “This is how you get your girlfriend to get off her phone….I’m dumping you. Get out of my house!” #dumped #next #exgirlfriend #atleastigotsomesex
I was horrified, because not only had it posted to Instagram, but Facebook too where he was friends with his and my parents. I asked him if it was a joke and he just said “Can you just leave? We’re done. Stay if you want to hook up, otherwise go home.” I was so hurt and shocked that I couldn’t even cry. I just walked home shaking. I broke down when I got home and when I checked later on to see if he had updated that it was a bad joke or something, he had deleted the post and posted a bunch of pictures of himself with other girls. Each of the pictures had the caption “Haley wouldn’t…….but she would!” He then posted an update about how happy he was to be rid of me and how he had been cheating the whole time. I can’t believe that I thought so much of that douche!193 Comments
So looking back on this now, I just laugh, but it was around this time last year, that it happened so I figured I would share it. I started dating my now ex-boyfriend Peter at the end of high school. He seemed like a decent guy, we had a lot of fun together and he seemed to genuinely care about me a lot. When I first met his parents they seemed like ok people, but it was obvious they were the kind of people who thought they were just a little better than everyone else. His mother was also very immature, the way she talked behind her friends backs and lied, you would think she was a little girl in middle school still. Peter wasn’t like that though, so I just did my best to ignore it.
Peter is an only child and his mom has always kinda babied him, she always needed to be the center of attention with him and she always had to know everything about his life. I got pretty close with his family and spent a lot of time with them and their friends. His mom was pretty nice to me at first but it seemed the longer Peter and I were together, the meaner she got. After about 8 months his mom started complaining that he spent too much time with me and that he didn’t tell her everything anymore. She then started asking me questions about her son and our relationship, she would ask me to tell her everything he did when we would go out a night, she asked me for his bank card pin number and even asked me to distract him so she could go into his room and search through his drawers and garbage. After we celebrated our 1 year anniversary, Peter’s mom didn’t even try to be nice to me anymore. She would be rude right to my face, she told Peter lies about me and then would tell me lies about Peter, she talked crap about me to the rest of their family and friends and then tried to lie and pretend like she didn’t. I didn’t want to cause problems or be rude so I tried not to argue with her and did my best to just ignore her. The thing that finally set me off was, Peter’s parents and him go on vacation about 5 or 6 times a year to Jamaica, as they have some close family and friends there. Peter had always talked about bringing me there but it never happened, I would always stay back and watch their dogs for them while they were gone. One of the times they were away, Peter’s mom texted him, knowing I had his phone saying “I can’t wait until you find a nice girl you can bring down here with you”. This started problems between Peter and I because I felt like he never stood up for me, he would just ignore her or let her talk but he never asked her to stop or corrected her or got mad at her. Our relationship started to get worse and worse and we found ourselves fighting constantly, generally with his mother being the cause of our fights.
We ended up staying together for another 2 and a half years. One night he was over and we decided to sit down and talk about our relationship and all our problems. We talked almost all night and we both agreed we had things we needed and could work on and that we needed to stop letting his mother cause all these problems for us. When he was leaving he kissed me goodbye, said he loved me and would talk to me the next day. I didn’t hear from him for 3 days and on the fourth day he texted me saying he would always love me but he just couldn’t see us being together, he couldn’t handle the stress anymore and basically blamed all our problems on me. Right afterwards he blocked my number so I couldn’t even respond. I got that text the second week of January.
The first week of February I found out Peter had started talking to a girl online the day after we broke up and he was leaving in a few days to fly down to the states (I’m in Canada), meet this girl for the first time, and then fly her to Jamaica for Valentine’s day. How did I find out? His mother “accidentally” forwarded me the hotel and travel confirmation emails.34 Comments
We have been together 11 years, married 7. We have a six year old, we just bought a house. When we met I was an immature asshole, confused and angry. He stuck by me. The occasions that I was a total douche canoe always ended with hours long tirades about how awful of a person I was ad naseum. I say horrible things in fights, I exaggerate, lie, whatever. We all do during the heat of those really awful fights. I hadn’t noticed him doing it until the last year or so but I’ve never really said anything about it owing to the fact we all do it. Long story short- we have a long history of being brutal to each other. But that is not the story- just background…
3 weeks ago I had a total hysterectomy. The fourth day after the surgery I was sweeping and mopping the house. He literally didn’t lift a finger while I was in the hospital nor has he since. The ensuing pain and infection have been delightful… After cleaning the house, shoveling the walk, and cooking a full dinner for some friends, and them doing the bulk of the clean up I asked him to pack up the leftovers. Oh my, the sh*t tornado that ensued. The long and short of it was because a) I didn’t cook enough in November and b) since he pays the mortgage (I pay utilities, daycare) he shouldn’t have to lift a finger. Surgery be damned I owe him. It should’ve been obvious to me and I should gratefully compromise my health to do everything for him. Now I admit I lost my sh*t, I said some really rancid things. In fairness so did he. Then he demands a divorce. Now I know what a horrible person I can become in these situations and I’ve long suspected that he may be an awful person but I always second guessed myself. Feeling pretty confident that someone who expects you to shovel the walk and vacuum the house while they play online poker, and it’s within days of having a pretty intense surgery can only be an awful person. Honestly immensely relieved to finally have such clear proof…546 Comments
I was 17 and a senior when I was with my ex, he was 23 at the time. fast forward a year, we both decided I would move in with him and his family. After about 4 months of living with him it went down hill. I saw who he really was, just MEAN/CONTROLLING. All he did was play xbox til late hours of the night. He starting pushing and choking me during fights. One night I went through his phone when he had it unlocked and saw he was talking to 3 different girls. I would confront him even though there was proof he would deny it all and just leave angry and return hours later.
The last argument we had when I finally had enough was about me complaining to him how he was going to get nowhere in life and how fat he was getting (I know it’s rude, but I was finally getting my big girl panties) I also mentioned how his family was messed up. His mom was a lesbian, which I have no problem with, but she was dating her cousin. His uncle was an army vet who played WOW all day and wouldn’t shower for days, his grandparents were nice, except I swear they do black magic!! Back to my story, we were fighting and he decided to grab his pizza that he was eating and rubbed it all in my face and threw me at the wall. I didn’t let it get to me though, I already had my stuff packed for I had planned to leave him I just didn’t know when. He left to go on his drive and I destroyed his room. Flipped his tv over, poured soda all over the xbox, ketchup on his bed writing out some lovely words. I grabbed my suitcases and left out the door.
Now I am about to turn 21, I ended up moving back to my hometown.I have an amazing job where I met my current Bf, he’s 31 but with him it feels so natural. I moved in with him not to long ago, and we both don’t regret a thing. It all feels right to be together, guess they do say real love comes unexpectedly. Although thanks to my ex, I have problems with trusting guys, thinking they have side girls. It’s something I am working on though.20 Comments
5 years ago, when I was in college, I was dating this guy named Adam. I was head over heels in love with Adam and he would sometimes take advantage of my feelings for him. He would be really mean when he wanted to be, would ignore me for days, would break up with me for no reason, then just act like nothing had ever happened and that we were okay. I was young and naive and just wanted to be with him. I felt like I was willing to put up with anything from him because he would one day realize the error of his ways.
I caught Adam cheating on me one day and I was destroyed. He had left his text messages open and I saw that he had been having sex with some girl who went to our school. I had even seen her around on campus! And she knew he had a girlfriend. He apologized at first, then started saying that it was my fault, that I wasn’t doing enough to keep him satisfied and that is the reason he cheated. Then he broke up with me saying that I was too dramatic and boring. I was destroyed all over again. Not only did he cheat, but now he was breaking up with me. I tried to talk to him about it to see if we could work through our problems but he just ignored me.
He continued to ignore me for a few weeks. I was so depressed that I was missing class and could barely get out of bed. On a Friday night, I got a call from Adam out of nowhere. He acted all cool, and said he was just saying hi. I asked him if we were going to get back together and he just kept saying “I don’t know, we’ll talk about it.” He asked me what I was willing to do to get back with him. I told him that I loved him and I would do anything. He asked me to come to his apartment that night. I was so excited! I got all dolled up and went over. He took me into his room and started asking if I wanted to prove I loved him. He explained that he wanted to see how exciting I was, and he asked me if I would have sex with him and 2 of his friends. I wanted to show him that I could be exciting, so I agreed. Next thing I know, I had had sex with him and his friends, and even allowed another friend to take a video on his phone. I felt excited to be proving myself to Adam and to be getting back together with him.
After the other guys left, I asked Adam if we were now officially back together and he laughed. He said that he had never agreed to get back together with me and that he would never make things official with a slut. I couldn’t believe he had used me like that. It was all some sick game with him and his friends and I was the idiot who agreed. I started hearing rumors that he was showing the video to people and bragging about getting me to sleep with him and his friends. I ended up leaving school from all of the stress he caused. It took a long time, but I finally forgot about Adam and moved on with a new guy whom I love very much.