I think we should break up.

[LetalisK]

Wow. Thank you, everyone, you've reminded me just how incredibly lucky I am to be married to my wife and not out still looking for a diamond in the pile of shit that is dating life.

Every once in awhile I get nostalgic for the "good ole days" until something slaps me and reminds me that the good ole days actually sucked ass.

 

[Church185]

I'm in an interesting boat with this one... I'm in a relationship I'm not particularly happy with. It's existed for 3 years now, but being at college away kind of made me more apathetic towards the relationship as opposed to being upset by it. I'm stuck between attempting to break up or not, as the girl is a depressive who doesn't have that many friends and I stand to be one of the very, VERY few. I don't break up for fear she'll do something terrible to herself, but I am trapped in a relationship based on guilt.

I should really end it, but I haven't the foggiest idea how and when...

It would probably just be best if you got it over with. I was in a similar situation with a girl that was depressed (and depressing) 24/7. I did my best for the couple months that we dated to cheer her up and change her outlook on life, but she never budged an inch. Towards the end she would threaten to kill herself all the time if I didn't drop what I was doing to go see her. One night I decided to hang out with my cousin and play BF3, and she gets pissed because in her mind I should have called her instead to do something. She threatened to kill herself again, I said "GOOD" and hung up on her. I haven't spoken to her since, but I've seen her around town. My local Gamestop hired her for a little while (despite my warnings that she was unhinged), but eventually fired her because she was mopey and depressing at work.

Moral of the story, things probably aren't going to get better and you have to think about your happiness.

 

[Church185]

Could you elaborate? Like i said, i got her home to her parents after the thing and then left. Considering she broke the _one_ thing i told her that would hurt me beyond repair, i think that was the nicer approach.

If you refer to me lashing out later tough. That was after almost a month of constant messages and stalking in general. (Heck, she and her mom showed up where i work!) I didnt really see any other way than telling them to just fu*k off and finally leave me alone. If this qualifies as being a "horrible boyfriend" then indeed i am.

Meh, don't listen to them, I wouldn't stand for it either. There are too many other people out there with the potential to treat you better to waste more time on someone who would take advantage of your trust.

EDIT: You were more noble than I would have been. I would have thrown everything she owned out and made her to hitchhike to where ever she was going.

 

[ERaptor]

EDIT: You were more noble than I would have been. I would have thrown everything she owned out and made her to hitchhike to where ever she was going.

We live pretty far out on the country, so it could've taken a while until she got anywhere. Besides, nvm what she did, if something happened to her on her way back home or whereever she would have went, i'd feel responsible. And i like to keep my hands and also my conscience clean of stuff like that. Just ebcause she did, i dont have to step to new lows.

 

[Church185]

We live pretty far out on the country, so it could've taken a while until she got anywhere. Besides, nvm what she did, if something happened to her on her way back home or whereever she would have went, i'd feel responsible. And i like to keep my hands and also my conscience clean of stuff like that. Just ebcause she did, i dont have to step to new lows.

To each his own, but I know that I'm not above it. I wouldn't hurt her, domestic abuse is despicable, but at that point I don't feel responsible for her well being anymore. There is always SOMEONE they could call, perhaps their other lover for example.

 

[Rylot]

I dated my first girlfriend for about a year before she dumped me. I was a senior in high school and it was coming for a while; we'd just grown too far apart, I had too many things going onto devote the kind of time she was looking for. The break up itself wasn't what pissed me off as much as the timing. For spring break I went with my Japanese Language class to Japan. I bought a full on Kimono for her with a sash, hair clip, sandals and socks, the whole works equaling a little over a hundred US Dollars. About a week or so after I gave her the stuff and about a week before prom she broke up with me. I've also been broken up with over email.

My current relationship of 2.5 years is going south pretty quick. It might be time to start planning for where to live after this one goes down.

 

[Quebkim]

I have always held myself responsible for my ex's suicide attempts, but they had all kinds of crap going on before I even came on the scene...

My first relationship was when I was 14, she was 16. we had loads of fun but she was always very possessive, depressive. After seven months I just needed to get out. I just didn't have the strength to support someone through the sheer amount of shit that was/had happened to her (I'm not just being melodramatic, I'm talking like proper full on abuse from her father when she was very young). I was only 14, I thought I was in love but really I was unhappy and terrified of what would happen if we were to break up. She was already bulimic...

Then I went away on a camping trip and cheated on her. Then I tried to keep it going when we got back and let my girlfriend see us together. That was when I realized how unhappy I was, how utterly incapable of staying in this relationship I was. The pain in her voice when she begged my to stay with her, when she asked 'how could you do this to me?' still haunts me. Still reminds me how terrible I was to her.

She started dating one of my closest friends. I wasn't happy. Not because they were going out, but because he didn't tell me. I let him know everything I'd been through with her, to prepare himself. He really needed me when her bulimia got worse, she couldn't eat at all without going to throw it all up again. She was cutting herself real bad.

Then one day he told me she was at the hospital, tried to kill herself. I can't remember how but I remember it wasn't the only time. She had to be kept in hospital for days at a time after each attempt. each time she came back no better, tried again a few weeks later. He couldn't handle it either, but was scared to walk away in case of what happened. eventually he had to. Despite us both being 14 at the time, we both grew up a lot then.

She's still alive. I do residential sales now and knocked on her mum's door. Her mum didn't recognize me until I introduced myself, but she did. I left the house feeling terrible. She didn't say anything to make me feel bad, it was just awkward. She's a lot better now. But seeing her brought back all these feelings of responsibility and blame I thought I had forgotten.

When I met my current Girlfriend I was 15, she was 14. We got together at a new years party at hers. It was amazing. I was really worrying about when she was gonna start acting crazy but it never happened. I got scared because she was literally the most balanced person I had met in my entire life.

I had always been acting, ever since I was 6 up until I finished my a-levels. In the first year of my A-levels I was in the school's performance of 'The Sound of Music' I was Captain Von Trapp. I had always kind of fancied the girl who played Maria (Like pretty much from when I started year 10. As we rehearsed more we got closer. We were also in two other plays together, all being rehearsed at the same time, and we were confused young lovers in both. After a rehearsal one night we kissed. I had never felt anything so powerful as that desire to have her.

I felt terrible, I had been with my Girlfriend for a year and a half and now I was feeling like I was in love with someone else? I had to break up with her, it wasn't fair to do anything behind her back. I told her 'I don't love you anymore'.

With this other girl I still felt horrible. It was like being with my first girlfriend all over again. She had a horrific experience her past and was incredibly damaged (we became friends again a little while after we split up and I think she had some kind of schizophrenia based on what she told me). Something inside me just felt like I was wrong. I was an absolute cock for ruining all that I had had. We were together for a few months, but we broke up as soon as the plays were over and we realized we didn't really love each other. That's what I thought at the time anyway.

I begged my girlfriend to take me back, I explained everything to her. She took me back but it took months before she really trusted me again.

About a month went by and one of the other girls friends told me that a week after we split up she had slashed her wrists and would have died were it not for a hell of a lot of luck of someone feeling something was up and rushing over. She lived, still lives but I no longer am in contact. I'm a little sad really because the next year we really became strong friends, but we drifted apart when she went to uni.

I've been with my girlfriend now for 5 1/2 years (we choose not to count those few months where I let my cock rule my head and almost ruined everything).

I still wonder if I was responsible for their attempts or if it was just something waiting to happen. I tend to think now that there's not really a whole lot I could have done to help them (I was only 14 with the first and 17 with the other) and that something was fundamentally fucked up beyond my ability to fix. But I really wish I could have fixed it.

Sorry to have brought in my kind of rambling downer session guys, but you asked for breakup stories