She was my best friends sister. Been known her for over 20 years. We dated about 5 years ago. She moved in. We thought it was solid but it fell apart. She moved back home. No hard feelings as far as I know but we don’t talk much.
The reason is our personalities were just too different. She and I had separate expectations of one another and it just didn’t work. That’s happened more often than not over the course of the last few decades
We lived together perfectly, then she got a new job and a therapist that I literally helped her find. Slowly began to turn against me thanks to the stupid girls at work giving stupid advice. I sensed the disrespect increasing little by little each day, until eventually I just packed my stuff and said I’m leaving. So far it’s been almost 3 years single and I refuse to have another relationship in a non Conservative country.
We kept fighting and she kept pissing me off and giving me an attitude about everything. Like driving a route through my neighborhood to avoid some lights.
Broke it off and she kept sending death threats oh well.
End of 2024. Her Visa expired and she was missing home. We decided that we would meet up occasionally for fun and just be FWB’s since I wasn’t willing to commit to marrying her and help her get her citizenship.
July 28th, 2022. Around like 6-7pm. We watched one episode of something, after basically begging her to do something with me for a couple of months. She had moved away because she got a job opportunity somewhere a few hours away and our relationship was already at deaths door.
It was like trying to keep a small flame lit, and hoping it was hot enough to keep you warm in the blistering cold. While she was in a nice shack with another man, keeping her warm and keeping a roof over her head, and putting meat (pun intended) in her mouth as I watched through the window in sadness.
She ended leaving me right after, and got into a relationship with him right after. They’ve gotten married a year later with a kid. My happiness, and sense of what “love” was died that same year.
My last “real” one was my only relationship. We grew apart after 11-12 years together, she suddenly wanted kids after our planning a child-free life. She started dating a guy who already had a kid within weeks / long before our divorce was final.
7 or 8 years ago … I haven’t really dated since as I don’t really trust long term promises anymore.
9 years ago, a week before we were supposed to get married. I broke it off. I knew she was cheating go ahead no proof. I got told by her friends and family after we broke up. And I don’t know she was slowly breaking my soul.
One year into our relationship I was diagnosed with cancer (leukemia). Within a few weeks I noticed she had started drifting away. Within two months of diagnosis she dumped me. She said her feelings had changed for me. She never checked on me while I was going through treatment, too. I was head over heels in love with her, wanted to marry her, and completely blind sided. I don’t know if I’ll ever trust another woman again after that.
A week or two ago. We were friends, we liked each other, we started dating, it was a bad fit and we went back to being friends, which would be fine except my heart didn’t get the message and instead it’s a huge heartbreak instead. Fun times.
20 years ago. I was the rebound for a neighbor and we ended up being FWB. I didn’t see her for a week and when I asked the landlord I was told she had cancelled her lease and left town.
Divorce. Pretty much told me after we got married that he made a mistake. We tried couples therapy – he went between being very happy/content to being unsatisfied and wanting nothing to do with me.
We dated a year or so in high school. During that time she broke up with me twice but we got back together. Then we went to college. She stayed at home and went to a school 30 miles north of her. I moved 180 south to a different school. Second week I hitched a ride home to see her. “Let’s go out tomorrow.”
“Can’t, I have a date.”
“Break it. Tell the guy your boyfriend is in town.”
“I don’t want to break it.”
Drove over to her house and ended it. Basically said I had a few basic ideas of what a girlfriend was and one of the fundamental traits was she would rather go out with me than someone else.
That was the fall of 1979. Met my future wife five months later. We’ve been together for 46 years.
Still going on (married). But the previous one ended back in 2013. We agreed to part amicably at first, but then she came back to me a week later and wanted to get back together. I said no, and that was that.
Last one before I met my wife? I had enough of her borderline personality disorder, and when she went off because I bought the wrong brand of pasta after working a 12 hour hospital shift, I took the weekend to cool off and broke up with her that Monday. Took three hours of her begging, crying and pleading, but I persevered.
Ah, here it is. My reddit invite to vent about the last shitty dating experience I had:
She only had expectations from me and didn’t care to know what mine were of hers. We had 2 chats about it; the first was very minor but the 2nd one ended it. It was clear she was attempting to play a power game by painting a picture that said “you’re(me) not doing X, and it’s failing the relationship” or “X is missing from the relationship” with a more obvious cue on what I should be doing to fix it. For those in the know about more clever and dangerous narcissistic people, this is a common tactic of someone trying to manipulate you. They’ll try to make you believe you are failing at something and imply that it’s your fault. They rely on you taking ownership to address the failure, typically without consideration for what the other person should consider doing about it. At some point, anyone will become emotionally exhausted, but rarely will such a people pleasing person be aware of the manipulation their under. Even if they honestly report their exhaustion, the manipulative partner won’t admit what they’ve been doing all along: putting everything on them. They will claim: “I didn’t ask you to do anything.” Technically true, but absolutely abhorrent.
Anyways, I asked her directly what, if anything, she’s tried to remedy the failures she spoke up and she couldn’t come up with anything. That was my bigger red flag the second time of what type of relationship she was trying to establish combined with other background.
In the 7-ish dates we went on, I absolutely put forth high consideration for preferences, stated and observed more than 4 times. Service time, personal effort and thought, money, or some combination behind it and I’m sure she could tell because I’ve spent a long time recognizing what sometimes keeps people attached to me. She maybe added up to doing that once for me. And in hindsight, it was still very much out of her own convenience than a personal consideration. Also eliminated if you forget a tree nut allergy 3 times.
I hate to say it, but constantly single and over 35 women who are clearly attractive enough to catch eyes are starting to be a red flag for me. Most are emotional nightmares, and many of the rest have very one sided expectations. If they aren’t single because a relationship ended and then a break of some time followed, or a clear “life is busy because (something justifiable)” they’re going in my high sus bin.
She was too racist to live in paris with me (guatemalian texan woman that is from San antonio Texas), she came to live with me in paris, and could got us in deep trouble insulting arab muslim saying dumb shyt like “where I come from you shoot you we kill you ” and other shitty retarded shyt, plus she has bipolar so even myself idk how I was so patient, from the cutest adorable tiny woman ever to hateful asf even towards myself in a blink of an eye. Got absolutely fed up on a random sunday and got her flight back to Texas..
It was my first relationship, lasted 3 months in total, I bailed out because I felt no connection whatsoever. In fact, I’ve never felt “true” connection with anyone, so I figured out dating simply isn’t for me.
It was international long distance. I probably would have stayed with her but my assistant made her move. I told her I wasn’t coming back to China and it was over.
Last week. She had a close family member die. She broke up with me. She didn’t feel I supported her enough through the process.
Two days later she tried to take me back. I refused because the impulsivity was a pattern and not something I can base a relationship on. I miss her terribly and will never take her back.
My GF of 6 years and first love left me 10 months ago. It was a random Sunday and we were at the gym together. Using the squat racks right next to each other. I looked over to her and saw a look in her eye that I’d only seen once before: when we had our only big “fight” of the relationship. Instantly my heart sunk because I knew something was wrong and we were going to “fight” when we got home from the gym. But it wasn’t a fight, it was the end.
She decided that she needed to break up with me to figure out what she truly wants and needs in life. She said she never stopped loving me and it was never anything I did wrong or could have done differently. She said this might be the biggest mistake of her entire life. But she needs to find her path alone. I kinda wish she would have just cheated on me. I think it would have been easier to get over her.
I escaped while she was at work (she was abusive). Thank you, Motel 6 Suites, for the extended stay while I found an apartment and an entry-level job (she had made me quit my good job).
We were young and out with her friend and some guy she’d, the friend, had brought along. While my (ex) girlfriend and this guy made small talk in the club, me and the friend were talking about how much we really liked each other.
Within a month I’d left my (ex) girlfriend and started dating her friend. It was quite the scandal as we all worked together and everyone sided with my ex.
Later this year the friend and I will celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary.
She was very unstable emotionally; wore revealing dresses because she liked the attention from other men -her exact words- and finally threatened to end herself because I pointed out that I’m tired and wanted to break up.
Last Valentine’s Day when she moved across the country for work and we tried long distance for exactly three weeks before admitting we were both miserable.
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Divorce (ugly). Five years ago. In a much better place now.
She was my best friends sister. Been known her for over 20 years. We dated about 5 years ago. She moved in. We thought it was solid but it fell apart. She moved back home. No hard feelings as far as I know but we don’t talk much.
The reason is our personalities were just too different. She and I had separate expectations of one another and it just didn’t work. That’s happened more often than not over the course of the last few decades
We lived together perfectly, then she got a new job and a therapist that I literally helped her find. Slowly began to turn against me thanks to the stupid girls at work giving stupid advice. I sensed the disrespect increasing little by little each day, until eventually I just packed my stuff and said I’m leaving. So far it’s been almost 3 years single and I refuse to have another relationship in a non Conservative country.
I caught her cheating, 24 years down the drain, nasty divorce, 14 years single.
She developed feelings for me
Uhh a few years now? Idk like 5 or so.
We kept fighting and she kept pissing me off and giving me an attitude about everything. Like driving a route through my neighborhood to avoid some lights.
Broke it off and she kept sending death threats oh well.
End of 2024. Her Visa expired and she was missing home. We decided that we would meet up occasionally for fun and just be FWB’s since I wasn’t willing to commit to marrying her and help her get her citizenship.
July 28th, 2022. Around like 6-7pm. We watched one episode of something, after basically begging her to do something with me for a couple of months. She had moved away because she got a job opportunity somewhere a few hours away and our relationship was already at deaths door.
It was like trying to keep a small flame lit, and hoping it was hot enough to keep you warm in the blistering cold. While she was in a nice shack with another man, keeping her warm and keeping a roof over her head, and putting meat (pun intended) in her mouth as I watched through the window in sadness.
She ended leaving me right after, and got into a relationship with him right after. They’ve gotten married a year later with a kid. My happiness, and sense of what “love” was died that same year.
My last “real” one was my only relationship. We grew apart after 11-12 years together, she suddenly wanted kids after our planning a child-free life. She started dating a guy who already had a kid within weeks / long before our divorce was final.
7 or 8 years ago … I haven’t really dated since as I don’t really trust long term promises anymore.
Ghosted. No particular reason I could think of, no goodbye message, she just unadded me on everything and that was it. Happened about a month ago.
All relationships will end in death, divorce, or breakup.
Two days ago but we made up
9 years ago, a week before we were supposed to get married. I broke it off. I knew she was cheating go ahead no proof. I got told by her friends and family after we broke up. And I don’t know she was slowly breaking my soul.
It was my marriage, dead bedroom. Still live together and cosplay a married couple though.
One year into our relationship I was diagnosed with cancer (leukemia). Within a few weeks I noticed she had started drifting away. Within two months of diagnosis she dumped me. She said her feelings had changed for me. She never checked on me while I was going through treatment, too. I was head over heels in love with her, wanted to marry her, and completely blind sided. I don’t know if I’ll ever trust another woman again after that.
A week or two ago. We were friends, we liked each other, we started dating, it was a bad fit and we went back to being friends, which would be fine except my heart didn’t get the message and instead it’s a huge heartbreak instead. Fun times.
20 years ago. I was the rebound for a neighbor and we ended up being FWB. I didn’t see her for a week and when I asked the landlord I was told she had cancelled her lease and left town.
Dead bedroom, just couldn’t take it anymore. Upgraded wife much happier now.
June 2024. She died. 33 years 4 months and 2 days of being married. I will be married to her for the rest of my life.
Happily married now, but my last relationship ended after she cheated on me with my doppelganger from her restaurant job.
Divorce. Pretty much told me after we got married that he made a mistake. We tried couples therapy – he went between being very happy/content to being unsatisfied and wanting nothing to do with me.
Doing much better now that that’s behind me
We dated a year or so in high school. During that time she broke up with me twice but we got back together. Then we went to college. She stayed at home and went to a school 30 miles north of her. I moved 180 south to a different school. Second week I hitched a ride home to see her. “Let’s go out tomorrow.”
“Can’t, I have a date.”
“Break it. Tell the guy your boyfriend is in town.”
“I don’t want to break it.”
Drove over to her house and ended it. Basically said I had a few basic ideas of what a girlfriend was and one of the fundamental traits was she would rather go out with me than someone else.
That was the fall of 1979. Met my future wife five months later. We’ve been together for 46 years.
Still going on (married). But the previous one ended back in 2013. We agreed to part amicably at first, but then she came back to me a week later and wanted to get back together. I said no, and that was that.
Last one before I met my wife? I had enough of her borderline personality disorder, and when she went off because I bought the wrong brand of pasta after working a 12 hour hospital shift, I took the weekend to cool off and broke up with her that Monday. Took three hours of her begging, crying and pleading, but I persevered.
Best decision I ever made.
Ah, here it is. My reddit invite to vent about the last shitty dating experience I had:
She only had expectations from me and didn’t care to know what mine were of hers. We had 2 chats about it; the first was very minor but the 2nd one ended it. It was clear she was attempting to play a power game by painting a picture that said “you’re(me) not doing X, and it’s failing the relationship” or “X is missing from the relationship” with a more obvious cue on what I should be doing to fix it. For those in the know about more clever and dangerous narcissistic people, this is a common tactic of someone trying to manipulate you. They’ll try to make you believe you are failing at something and imply that it’s your fault. They rely on you taking ownership to address the failure, typically without consideration for what the other person should consider doing about it. At some point, anyone will become emotionally exhausted, but rarely will such a people pleasing person be aware of the manipulation their under. Even if they honestly report their exhaustion, the manipulative partner won’t admit what they’ve been doing all along: putting everything on them. They will claim: “I didn’t ask you to do anything.” Technically true, but absolutely abhorrent.
Anyways, I asked her directly what, if anything, she’s tried to remedy the failures she spoke up and she couldn’t come up with anything. That was my bigger red flag the second time of what type of relationship she was trying to establish combined with other background.
In the 7-ish dates we went on, I absolutely put forth high consideration for preferences, stated and observed more than 4 times. Service time, personal effort and thought, money, or some combination behind it and I’m sure she could tell because I’ve spent a long time recognizing what sometimes keeps people attached to me. She maybe added up to doing that once for me. And in hindsight, it was still very much out of her own convenience than a personal consideration. Also eliminated if you forget a tree nut allergy 3 times.
I hate to say it, but constantly single and over 35 women who are clearly attractive enough to catch eyes are starting to be a red flag for me. Most are emotional nightmares, and many of the rest have very one sided expectations. If they aren’t single because a relationship ended and then a break of some time followed, or a clear “life is busy because (something justifiable)” they’re going in my high sus bin.
My wife died in March after 19 years of marriage
She was too racist to live in paris with me (guatemalian texan woman that is from San antonio Texas), she came to live with me in paris, and could got us in deep trouble insulting arab muslim saying dumb shyt like “where I come from you shoot you we kill you ” and other shitty retarded shyt, plus she has bipolar so even myself idk how I was so patient, from the cutest adorable tiny woman ever to hateful asf even towards myself in a blink of an eye. Got absolutely fed up on a random sunday and got her flight back to Texas..
It was my first relationship, lasted 3 months in total, I bailed out because I felt no connection whatsoever. In fact, I’ve never felt “true” connection with anyone, so I figured out dating simply isn’t for me.
It was international long distance. I probably would have stayed with her but my assistant made her move. I told her I wasn’t coming back to China and it was over.
In February this year, she was bad in bed
26 years ago. She cheated on me with one guy and then ran off with a completely different guy.
But she inadvertently introduced me to my current relationship, which is going strong.
Last week. She had a close family member die. She broke up with me. She didn’t feel I supported her enough through the process.
Two days later she tried to take me back. I refused because the impulsivity was a pattern and not something I can base a relationship on. I miss her terribly and will never take her back.
She said I was just like my father and brother
I said “you are just like your father and brother”
She hit me a bunch…apparently she is just like my father too
My GF of 6 years and first love left me 10 months ago. It was a random Sunday and we were at the gym together. Using the squat racks right next to each other. I looked over to her and saw a look in her eye that I’d only seen once before: when we had our only big “fight” of the relationship. Instantly my heart sunk because I knew something was wrong and we were going to “fight” when we got home from the gym. But it wasn’t a fight, it was the end.
She decided that she needed to break up with me to figure out what she truly wants and needs in life. She said she never stopped loving me and it was never anything I did wrong or could have done differently. She said this might be the biggest mistake of her entire life. But she needs to find her path alone. I kinda wish she would have just cheated on me. I think it would have been easier to get over her.
I had a bad day. I needed someone to just listen. She claimed she didn’t have the time for that shit then ghosted me.
I escaped while she was at work (she was abusive). Thank you, Motel 6 Suites, for the extended stay while I found an apartment and an entry-level job (she had made me quit my good job).
We just stopped talking. simple
About two years ago, abrupt change of circumstances, I guess. Neither of us wanted it, but there was no way forward. I miss her still.
We were young and out with her friend and some guy she’d, the friend, had brought along. While my (ex) girlfriend and this guy made small talk in the club, me and the friend were talking about how much we really liked each other.
Within a month I’d left my (ex) girlfriend and started dating her friend. It was quite the scandal as we all worked together and everyone sided with my ex.
Later this year the friend and I will celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary.
She was very unstable emotionally; wore revealing dresses because she liked the attention from other men -her exact words- and finally threatened to end herself because I pointed out that I’m tired and wanted to break up.
Hindsight 20/20..
Last Valentine’s Day when she moved across the country for work and we tried long distance for exactly three weeks before admitting we were both miserable.