breakups

When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.

My High School Sweetheart
The only reason I knew about him was through my friend, who was crushing hard on him. She had it really bad for some reason, but I didn't really pay much attention, since that was typical for her. It followed through high school, when the two were on and off again. She talked about him, complaining to me when I when to visit, and I ended ripping his baby picture! That was a little insane, but I thought he was probably a jerk, since I only cared about hearing her side of the story.
By Camellia .8 years ago in Humans
This Is What You Came For
This Is What You Came For 2/1/2018 We broke up in February 2016 in the most horrible way, just few days shy of Valentines day, AND shortly after i had given him $150 towards his light bill. You see, although he claimed to “love” me, I didn’t have my own place, an amazing job, or a car and I could tell he was growing tired of having to be a man and take care of himself by himself. He couldn’t use me. It didn’t matter that I was faithful, truly cared about him and his opinions, and that, when I wasn’t with him, I was thinking of him. None of that mattered. You see, he was a 35 year old drug dealer from the hood and I was a 22 year old dental receptionist from the suburbs. He was the beast that jumped at prey and opportunity and I was the naive, lonely, broken hearted girl looking for real love. For a while we existed together, bound tightly by passion, excitement, and the sheer thrill of a new thing. Happiness lived between us until the night I had the audacity to go out with my girls after he had caught “feelings” for me. At first it was “Ok. have fun, hmu later” text messages but an hour later I was getting abusive paragraphs filled with bitch, hoe, and dick sucking. I got my party on and woke up the next day shocked and pissed at first, then hurt and sad then flattered and relieved that he was so scared of losing me that he couldn’t control himself. So with me being naive, as I mentioned earlier, he apologized and I forgave. Sadly though, after that even with all the bending and compromising I tried to do for him, every time we had a disagreement I became that bitch and hoe again and I took it, 1) because I cared about him and 2) because I believe in making up and fixing things not just giving up. So come February–7 months in, I believe–he’s acting as if we’d been married 10 years and I’m that can’t-get-it-right housewife that needs to be verbally chastised everyday. I couldn’t understand why, every time I tried to do what he said, things just got worse.
By Tee Marie8 years ago in Humans
An End to Two Years
Let me take you back to January 10, 2016: A day that changed my life forever in the best way possible, I would definitely say. I was at work on my lunch break when in comes a text from my then-boyfriend whom I had not really heard much from for the past couple weeks. Things were definitely rocky between the two of us.
By Hayley Cross8 years ago in Humans
My Worst Date
It had been a year since that hot July day when I told him I was leaving. He acted hurt, and stood there the next day faking tears as I pulled my car away with my two dogs in back.
By Denise Willis8 years ago in Humans
Elliot
Elliot never lied I guess. He told me from the beginning about her. He was 32 and in a long-term relationship with a girl I’d only heard about. I was 18 and completely naïve.
By Jessica F8 years ago in Humans
Life's Unexpected Visit With Change
No two days are ever the same. Life is ever changing, sometimes knocking us to the ground in disbelief, anxiety and anger. We are never truly prepared for the seemingly unwarranted modifications to our daily routines; but life’s changes are inevitable, so we must learn to deal with them with our heads fixed to our necks and shoulders and with the right attitude. Denying change will not eliminate the change. Therefore, we need to be quick on our feet, yet approaching the alteration with a kind of clandestine mindfulness to manipulate or trick the negative, looming effects of the change.
By The Amaranthine Pen8 years ago in Humans
There Was a Girl
Am I a good person or am I faking really well? This is something I ask myself everyday. A lot has happened this summer and I don't know where to start. I lost the one person I knew I could trust with anything and everything. My best friend, my lover and the one who once told me that I was a good person. She was elegant and sophisticated and more than I could have ever asked for. Let's just say my 18-year-old body didn't quite know how to handle it all. This women, this unbreakable, beautifully complicated, scarlet redhead with the perfect hint of a British accent of a women, trusted me. Let's break down how I messed it all up.
By Stanley Cordello8 years ago in Humans
Dear Thomas
Dear Thomas, There are a plethora of words in the English language, words that consist of an even larger number of letters that we attribute certain sounds to. Sometimes I wonder how twenty-four different shapes can be combined in various patterns to create things that can make us happy or sad and the array of emotions in between. What additionally strikes me is how powerful these words can be and how much pain they can inflict on us and our relationships.
By Virag Dombay8 years ago in Humans
A Date, Intimacy, and a Police Car
I was dating a guy who was my best friend first. He and I dated for nine months, and he was older than me by a year. Our relationship was fun, but there were moments that made me feel like our relationship wasn’t going to last. Whenever I would try to tell him that I loved him, he would call being in love “foolish,” but beg me not to break up with him. He also thought that he was smarter than me because of his age and the fact that his mother was a teacher. He also walked around the high school with arrogance because his father was the associate football coach, and a former city councilman in our town. Plus he could not stand the fact that he lost being valedictorian in his graduating class to a girl. The red flags were everywhere, but I was young and dumb.
By Stephanie Hardy8 years ago in Humans
Breakups and Heartbreak—It’s Not All Bad
That first date is what can make or break the future of the two of you. Whether it's going out to eat, or just watching a sitcom and talking. That first impression can either make the night end good, or...it can make it a night you'd much rather soon forget.
By J B8 years ago in Humans
Over You
I had a long drive ahead of me to Beverly Hills. I hate listening to the radio on long drives, but I also had to delete all of my applications so I could have enough space for Pokemon Go. That meant, without Pandora, I had to default to good old Youtube. I searched a few songs I was liking at the moment when suddenly, in the “Suggested For You” sidebar, a song I hadn’t listened to or thought of in years popped up.
By Andi Long8 years ago in Humans
Relationship Advice From My Uber Driver
I know this is going to come as a shock to many of you, but dating as a millennial is next to impossible. “There’s plenty of fish in the sea,” they say. Except what “they” don’t know is that the sea is actually full of fuck boys running from commitment, or good guys who have already found the one they are ready to settle down with. And if you happen to stumble upon a guy you think you might want to get to know, sooner or later you find out they are one or all of the following: too clingy, emotionally unavailable (and let me tell you, I’ve had my fair share, so I know the sea is full of them), too immature for a relationship right now, or he needs to find himself and is leaving to go travel for five months. So, after we eliminate all of those guys, what's left?
By Jennifer Proudfoot8 years ago in Humans