A Broken Heart Can Heal

I am only 17 years old. I thought I had met the love of my life of course being young a naive. When we first met, everything was so perfect to me and he was all I ever thought about. We could not go a day without seeing each other. He would go to the end of the world and back for me. He would do anything for me. 2 months later he told me that he loved me and I wasn’t ready to say that to him because I had never been “in love” before. Then we got into a fight and broke up, I was devastated and we worked it out the next day. Things slowly started going downhill and we were fighting everyday after a while. We dated for 6 months and suddenly he changed his mind about me and I found out he was telling another girl he loved her which really hurt me. We broke up and I was crying for three days straight. Three weeks had passed and I couldn’t get over him. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I had begged for him forever, when I stopped begging for him that’s when he came back to me, but after he came back I actually took him back which was the biggest mistake of my life. The very next day he told Paige he loved her and dumped me again. We decided to become friends about a week later and friends led to other things. We had been dating for two weeks or so…and here he goes again. He ran back to Paige for the third time. If you ask me I think that’s a pretty harsh way to get dumped. But i’m over it and i’m ready to move on without him.

Trouble in Paradise

Imagine your fiance, whom you’ve been with for 5 years taking you on a dream vacation. We had talked about taking a cruise to the Caribbean for a few years, so I was shocked when I opened my birthday gift from him, a basket filled with sunblock, expensive sunglasses and our itineraries. Life couldn’t have been more perfect! We set sail 3 months later. We had both taken 2 weeks off of work, so we had nothing but time to enjoy ourselves. We were going from the moment we boarded. He had a bunch of stuff that he wanted to do and I had stuff that I wanted to do, so we decided to take a few hours each day to separate and do our own things. By day three of our seven day cruise, he seemed to be enjoying himself, but there was just something off about him. It was like he just wasn’t into anything we were doing and didn’t seem to notice me. Instead of his usual shower of compliments, he just glanced up my way and said “you look fine.” when I asked if I looked okay. We went for a swim later that evening and he even declined to take a shower together after, he said he wanted to relax and stretch a bit. No big deal I guess…..

While he was in the shower, his email alert went off (yes, he had paid tons of money for wi-fi access on the ship). I told him that his email alert had gone off and he said that it was probably just work and to ignore it. I decided to check my own email, so I went to another window so that I didn’t interrupt anything that he was doing. I was shocked to see a picture of my fiance wrapped around some topless girl, clearly in another room on our ship. I just sat there in disbelief. I felt like I was having some sort of out of body experience or something. I glanced at the message attached to it and it was my fiance talking about some girl he had hooked up with on the cruise and how he wasn’t sure when he was going to break things off with me, on the last night of the cruise or after our flight back home. I was dumbfounded, and just kept thinking that this was some sort of joke or something that I was misunderstanding, but there was no denying everything there in black and white. He was corresponding with his good friend Nick, who was I guess trying to counsel him through leaving me. He suggested that he just wait until our trip was over, so that he could make a clean break with no drama. When he came out of the shower, I tried to act like I hadn’t seen anything. I kind of hoped that maybe if we had a great rest of the trip that it might help change his mind. The next night, we were walking on the deck under the moonlight and I grabbed his hand and said that I could do this forever, that he had no idea how much I loved him and looked forward to taking the next steps with him. I suggested that we go for a romantic breakfast and couples massage the next morning. He sat down in a chair and just looked out over the water. He looked cold and hardened. I wrapped my arms around him but he never touched me. I hear him sniffle and there is a tear rolling down his face. It was like we both knew what was happening without it being said. All I could ask was “why?” I wanted to be his wife, I begged and tried to remind him of everything we had. He walked off and I didn’t see him until the next morning. I asked him where he had been and he just said “why? What does it matter to you. I stayed with a friend…. I can do what I want.” He grabbed his bag and left. I guess he went and finished the cruise with the girl he had met. I don’t know and I don’t think I ever really want to know. What was supposed to be my dream vacation turned into a nightmare. I don’t think I will ever take a cruise again!

A New Kind of Experience

I will try to keep this short and to the point. I had a high school sweetheart, who was my world. We had heard fro everyone we knew about how high school relationships don’t last but we just stuck with the idea that that didn’t pertain to us and that we would always be together. We were that couple in high school that you always saw together, it was like we were one! Every memory, and nearly every picture, I have from high school involves him.

After we graduated, he and I both went to the university one city over. My mother actually owned a condo in the city and offered to let me and him stay there while we were in school. You can only imagine how awesome it was to go straight from high school into living with your boyfriend alone. Things changed after we moved in together though. It was like he didn’t want to be around me as much. When he was leaving to go hang out with the guys and I asked to come along, he would say it was just a “guys” afternoon or something. I couldn’t understand how he didn’t want to spend a lot of time with me anymore. Things only seemed to get worse, and then one day he comes home and says that he is thinking about moving into an apartment with two of his friends. They all went to the same school we did. I was shocked and really upset that he would want to just up and leave me. He said that it had nothing to do with me, but that he just wanted to go and strike out on his own a bit.

He moved out the following month and I was pissed that he was actually going through with it. I told him that he better think long and hard about what he was doing because he was making the choice to leave me alone in an awesome condo, where I could have ANYONE I wanted over. He didn’t even seem moved by my warnings and left with a smile on his face. Whatever, I guess we could work through his little phase. I went over there the first night to help get him moved in and settled. He and his roommates decided to go see a movie, so I asked to go along since I was there. He just outright refused and said it was a rommies night. I thought he was being such an ass, but I just went home. I called him two hours later, but no answer. I called him over and over again, but still no answer. I finally stopped calling around 3AM. I finally got a call back from him the next morning at 11. All he said was “why the hell are you calling me like this? Couldn’t you tell I was purposefully ignoring your calls and texts?! I can’t do this anymore. You are way too much for me. We’re finished!” I broke down on the phone and begged him to change his mind. When he just hung up in my face, I got in my car and drove over to his place, since face to face can help change his mind. But he didn’t even want to talk to me. He had the nerve to have his roommate hand me a box of my stuff and relay the message that my boyfriend just wanted to cut ties completely. I have been calling him and sending him fb messages since he dumped me last month, so I’ll see what happens…..

Young and Naive?

This happened a few years ago, so details may be vague.
I first met my bf in high school, I will call him J. As any typical relationship that 16 year olds have, I thought he was “the one” and we spent almost every waking moment together and if we weren’t together we were texting. We lasted all through high school on cloud 9. However in 2008 circumstances changed, his mum moved to another city – he would have gone with her but he didn’t want to leave me. He temporarily moved into my house I lived in with my parents until we could find our own place. By June/ July of that year he had been accepted into the police academy and needed to move to the city, to attend academy. I decided to stay in our home town for a few months so save up money and so he had some time to find our own place (he was staying with his mum). By the time October rolled on I had enough funds and had planned my big move to be with him. A few days before I was due to leave he calls me and says he wants to break up, no explanation or anything. I said if that’s what you want then fine, but I am coming up so you can tell me to my face. I get there and it was no longer mentioned, he took me out to dates and treated me so well. A year into living in the city, things between us were odd, he had a new group of police friends and would always go out and party but I was never allowed to go, as it was a “boys” night, I was ok with this until one of the friends mentioned in passing that it was a shame I couldn’t come out and hang with all the girls. I was like wtf? I kept questioning him but would only receive vague answers and I started to get paranoid. I decided to go through his fb and texts and found conversations between many many girls. I am not proud of snooping through his things, but it was like I was possessed. Anyway we had a huge argument and it pretty much ended, I found him talking secretly to someone on the phone and when I questioned it he said it was a girl he is seeing, and they were waiting for us to break up before they became official. I was heart broken. Even after all this crap I still (stupidly) thought he was my “one”. I promptly left and never spoke to him again, I did find out the girl he left me for ended up leaving him soon after they became official. In hindsight I probably should have left when he first said he wanted to break up, but being young and naive, I thought I could change his mind. I am not blaming him entirely for what happened, as it takes two to make/break a relationship, but I never got a final talk with him to give me closure and to find out what I did wrong. I am with someone else now, but it took a heck of a long time to trust him. But I am much happier now and I hope the ex has found happiness in his life too.

He Broke My Heart

Okay so i’ll try to keep this as short as I possibly can. This past summer in 2012 I had met a guy named Brandon, we were really good friends and got along so well! Everything was perfect before I knew it we were dating for 6 months. Me and him got in a huge fight about him not being very “attached” to me. I hate when my boyfriend doesn’t show me love. I broke up with him because i was so angry at him, I tried to work it out the next day but he wanted nothing to do with me. The very next day he started talking to a girl named Paige and it pissed me off that he would have the audacity to do something like that. A week like they were dating and a week after that he came back to me. I went to him right away, I kissed him and asked him if I would be his forever and he said that he would, he told me he was there to stay. But he’s a liar. He left me the next day for Paige again. Then me and him became friends and the day after we became friends we connected again and now we’re dating again(: Almost eight months(:

I Got the Last Laugh

I was best friends with this girl named Samantha for almost 14 years. We had grown up together and had literally been in every class together since preschool. Sam and I were more than friends, we were like sisters and that is why it hurt so bad for her to do what she did and felt so damn good for me to get my revenge. Sam had gone through an awkward stage in middle school. She had braces, wore reading glasses, and wasn’t very fashionable. We went to a small private school, so when we graduated and went to the main high school in our town, it was her opportunity to reinvent herself. The summer before we started school, she lost weight, had a total makeover, and came back hot! We both went in that first day looking and feeling great!

Skip ahead to junior year. Everyone knows us as the inseparable duo. We were voted best friends every year and we had both made a nice name for ourselves around school. I had been with my boyfriend for 9 months and I guess you could call it high school love. We were with each other every day, spent all of our time apart either talking on the phone or texting, and thought we were bound to be married one day.I had fallen hard for him and I thought he had felt the same way. One Saturday night, I get a call from a friend of mine names Liz. She tells me that she is at a party another one of our friends threw and Sam and my boyfriend had gone upstairs alone. It was funny because Sam was actually the one who had convinced me to stay home and study that night. I went over there, but by that time they had already come downstairs. People were coming up to me left and right whispering that they had hooked up upstairs. Sam and I ended up in a huge fight and my boyfriend called me a psycho jealous bitch, then told Sam to get in his car so that he could take her home. Yup, I got dumped for my best friend in front of everyone. That wasn’t even the worst part, it happened the next day when Sam called me to tell me that her and my now ex-boyfriend were going to make things official and she wanted to tell me first and make sure I was okay with it. I just hung up the phone and cried. Losing the boyfriend hurt, but losing my best friend destroyed me.