Most Helpful Guy
My first ex and myself were hopelessly in love (or I thought so). She was talking about marriage and kids with me, and a month later, I find out she has been cheating on me. I found solid proof, and she didn't deny. But when I said I wanted to break up, her words were something like this:-
"If you dump me, it's your loss. A gorgeous girl like myself can find a much better looking boyfriend than you with the snap of a finger, but an ordinary looking guy like yourself would struggle to find any girlfriend at all, let alone someone as pretty as me".
Sometimes I wonder if her words did come true, because I just had one rebound relationship after that (which lasted 2 months), and have been single for almost 5 years now.
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Most Helpful Girl
Worst break up... was a few weeks ago for me. He was my first love and the guy I lost my virginity too. He was my everything for 7 months. It's not that long I guess my time doesn't change how much it hurt when he left me. Out of the blue he broke up with me. The afternoon he was still sending me kiss emoijs telling me how he is looking for our date that night. Five hours later he rocks up at my place and breaks up with. He told me he wants to be alone and still wants to live life single. He wants to travel alone. What also upset me was the fact that he pretty much told me without saying it directly that he still wants to hook up casually with other girls and isn't ready to settle down. The irony is he was never that way at the start when I met him. He changed. I was too in love to care. He also struggled with a weed addiction. People say you can't get addicted to pot... maybe meet guys like my ex who literally couldn't go a day without smoking. If affected his life. He got lazy at times. It sometimes affected our intimacy too. It was bad but I didn't care because I loved him and saw the potential in him. I wrote it off as typical college guy behavior and he said he'll stop smoking when he's done with uni.
Anyways, I'm feeling much better now. I've never cried as much as I did the night he broke up with me. I showed no emotion when he was there with me but when he left I cried. I begged my parents to fetch me (I stay at uni 45 minutes away from home) and I cried the whole night. In the car. When I got home. When I went to bed. It was terrible. The next day was the same. I reached a point where I couldn't cry anymore. I told myself I can have a week to be depressed and then I need to let go. I did that. I then focused on myself and did a lot of reflection on the relationship, me and him. I realized too it just wasn't mean to be and accepted it is over. With time the hope I had for him to come back also left me. I'm now fully aware we are over for good and that he'll never come back.
I'm honestly OK now. I get moments at night in my bed where I miss cuddling with him all night and I miss the intimacy and how we used to be together but those moments pass and I remember my goals and plans and the life I have planned for me that doesn't involve him and his negative points anymore.