I remember I used to get on here complaining about my relationship issues, and how I couldn't get a girlfriend- How odd this day seems... (Let's start a breakup story thread!)
Anyway, so I broke up with my girlfriend on Friday after adhering some advice from a group of friends. I've got a lot of reasons for doing it, and I stand by those reasons... but god damn, no one told me it was going to be that hard. I was with the girl for eleven months, and it started out great, but as time went on, we just got more and more unhappy, she tried to start fighting with me more and more, we were sad more and more... The last 4 months sucked, is what I am getting at.
I did it the night before a school dance that she told me a hundred times she didn't want to go to, I know that was bad, but she had told me she cried a few times about having to go with me. (She was sad/pissed at me that I had to be the escort for a club in our school homecoming, although she encouraged me to do it beforehand) I know it was a shitty time to do it, but this is the week of our fall break, and I figured that would give her some time to recover from it.
I cried for a while after I did it, because I felt bad about making her feel bad, not about breaking up with her.
When I was at the dance, I saw her there, which really made my head spin. I wasn't angry or anything. When she saw me she turned away awkwardly, like she expected that I would not have been there. I went on as if she wasn't there. I had cried for a while, and my day was already shitty, I wasn't going to let it get worse. So I decided to go hang out with a girl I like (Another reason I broke up with her. I felt so bad getting close to a girl who I like a whole lot more than I ever liked her. Again, I know I'm a shitty person.) But were just friends, she doesn't know I like her, no one does, and I don't plan on persuing a relationship until I get less mucked up from this, but I wasn't trying to make my exgirlfriend(? I guess that's what she'd be called in this situation) jeleaous, I was acting like she wasn't there, because if I acted like she was, all I would do is be depressed. I'd compair it to sort of drinking to forget or something like that.
But anyway, I was sitting, having a conversation with a few of my friends, and this girl came up to me and started yelling at me for breaking up with my exgirlfriend. I didn't know who the hell this girl was, I didn't have a fucking clue. So I yelled back at her and told her to go away, and that I wasn't going to be dramatic about stupid bullshit like that (Turns out it was her cousin). A few minutes later my exgirlfriend came up to me and asked me if I was trying to make her feel bad, and marched off before I could answer. I eventually went to talk to her at the suggestion of one of our mutual friends, and I'm kind of glad I did. I knew I hurt her, but not as much as I did. I got to give her more closure about it, and yeah.
So that's the end of my story. Breaking up with people sucks, and so does being a shitty person.
So who wants to tell some fun/interesting breakup stories now? Huh? Huh?
Captcha: you the man!
Thank you, at least you are my friend.
Anyway, so I broke up with my girlfriend on Friday after adhering some advice from a group of friends. I've got a lot of reasons for doing it, and I stand by those reasons... but god damn, no one told me it was going to be that hard. I was with the girl for eleven months, and it started out great, but as time went on, we just got more and more unhappy, she tried to start fighting with me more and more, we were sad more and more... The last 4 months sucked, is what I am getting at.
I did it the night before a school dance that she told me a hundred times she didn't want to go to, I know that was bad, but she had told me she cried a few times about having to go with me. (She was sad/pissed at me that I had to be the escort for a club in our school homecoming, although she encouraged me to do it beforehand) I know it was a shitty time to do it, but this is the week of our fall break, and I figured that would give her some time to recover from it.
I cried for a while after I did it, because I felt bad about making her feel bad, not about breaking up with her.
When I was at the dance, I saw her there, which really made my head spin. I wasn't angry or anything. When she saw me she turned away awkwardly, like she expected that I would not have been there. I went on as if she wasn't there. I had cried for a while, and my day was already shitty, I wasn't going to let it get worse. So I decided to go hang out with a girl I like (Another reason I broke up with her. I felt so bad getting close to a girl who I like a whole lot more than I ever liked her. Again, I know I'm a shitty person.) But were just friends, she doesn't know I like her, no one does, and I don't plan on persuing a relationship until I get less mucked up from this, but I wasn't trying to make my exgirlfriend(? I guess that's what she'd be called in this situation) jeleaous, I was acting like she wasn't there, because if I acted like she was, all I would do is be depressed. I'd compair it to sort of drinking to forget or something like that.
But anyway, I was sitting, having a conversation with a few of my friends, and this girl came up to me and started yelling at me for breaking up with my exgirlfriend. I didn't know who the hell this girl was, I didn't have a fucking clue. So I yelled back at her and told her to go away, and that I wasn't going to be dramatic about stupid bullshit like that (Turns out it was her cousin). A few minutes later my exgirlfriend came up to me and asked me if I was trying to make her feel bad, and marched off before I could answer. I eventually went to talk to her at the suggestion of one of our mutual friends, and I'm kind of glad I did. I knew I hurt her, but not as much as I did. I got to give her more closure about it, and yeah.
So that's the end of my story. Breaking up with people sucks, and so does being a shitty person.
So who wants to tell some fun/interesting breakup stories now? Huh? Huh?
Captcha: you the man!
Thank you, at least you are my friend.