I could write a book about this asshole. I heard something a few months ago that really hit home for me "When someone shows you who they are..believe them!!" I wish I had trusted my gut. Six year relationship…cost me a fortune, financially and emotionally. I've now had to move back into my home and live with my ex-husband because I cannot afford to do anything else.
The old saying is true..once a cheater, always a cheater. I'm paying the price for falling in love with one. They have no idea the hurt and destruction they cause.

He was perfect. Blond and blue-eyed. He was the captain of the basketball team, really popular and a really good student. I, then the head cheerleader, was just the cherry at the top of his sundae. I was also perfect then, the girl every guy wants and the girl every girl wants to be.
Then, my world came crashing down. I never met my parents until 3 years ago, they left me with my aunt until I was 14. Then, they wrenched me out of her custody.
It was a really bad time. I was moving to the Philippines. When I told him about it, he seemed strangely relieved. We said we would try the long distance.
But, a month before I left. I went over to his house and found him sleeping with another cheerleader. What hurts is that the girl was my best friend.
The following days in school, I fell into depression. I thought my huge social circle would be there for me but they weren't.
Every single one of them turned their backs on me.
I fell more and more into a black hole. They bullied me, behind my back and on my social networking sites. So I was forced to close them down.
I hate to admit this but I turned anorexic at that stage and I also turned to cutting.
When I left for my parents, I was a shell of who I was. I cut my raven hair short and spiky and my eyes were no longer lined with eyeliner but with eyebags.
Thanks to him, it took 2 years for people to accept me in the Philippines.
For people to stop flinching when I come near. I'm still anorexic but I quit cutting.
I healed now, still not much friends but that's ok. I know that the guy who befriended me first is genuine.
I hurted for 2 years and I lost EVERYTHING. All because of him.
Is it wrong to say that he's the reason why I couldn't stand being in a relationship?

Well it’s been about 6 or 7 months since my boyfriend of several years left me for another girl. I’ve been doing well. I’m keeping myself busy with work and meeting people, I even have an fwb now, but we wont get into that. I don’t think about him or her most days, but every now and then I do, and for some reason it still stings. I spent four years with him and out of nowhere he tells me I just don’t make him happy anymore and that he found someone who’s perfect for him. Whenever I see pictures of them together they both look ecstatic and I become overwhelmed with anger; like my soul is on fire all over again. I try so hard to pretend like I don’t care but I know I really do.
I think I need some closure. He just left so abruptly and never said a word to me again. I have so many questions. Did he cheat on me with her? What about her is so much better than me?
The worst part about it is that I can’t stop thinking about and hating the “other woman”. One week after we broke up they started dating which makes me believe that she was pursuing him or something. I mean did she intentionally destroy our love or did she have no idea what was going on. Or perhaps she had a silly crush on him and one thing led to another. These are my biggest questions; I mean was she actually plotting the whole thing? Did she have any concern for my feelings or any remorse for what she did?
Part of me wants to just put all of it behind me but the other part wants to contact her. I know that I can’t do anything about it but I have to know the truth!

My ex and I began dating when we were about 15-17 years old. It was a short relationship but we decided this was love. Saying it now makes me feel skeptical but at the time I was head over heels for him. Our break up came after 8 short months and I thought my heart was being ripped out of my a**. After all we were each others first everythings, so this probably made the emotions even more wilder.
We move on, date other people, and for the next 4 yeats or so I grad HS, go to college, move out of state, and thing I am marrying someone else.
Well things happen and I a few years later find myself out at a sporting event with some old girldfriends. Sure enough my “first love” ex is there and it became clear i had been carrying a torch for him for years, the feeling was mutual. Him and I take things slow and end up together again all these years later.
It was great until we tried to make plans for our young futures together. I have never seen a relationship bring out so much of the worse of one another. Every step forward we took 10 backwards. Our schedules were never paralel. Our ideas of “fun” began to change from a typcial Friday night where we’d originally be out socializing. I got tired of it. I wanted to have a romantic night in, and he wanted to blow off the week on the town. The bickering was incessant. And we grew further apart. Now we part ways at 27 years old. And I am here starting over again. I know the red flags were very apparent at times, and something was definitely not working, but I am more upset that I invested 10 or so years of my life with this man who didnt make any attempt to lock it down, or work maturely to combine households or anything remotely close to sharing a future together. We daydreamed about these moments and celebrated the ideas of doing this, but when it came down to it it never ran smoothly. :/ And now, with all these years behind us you would think as we head our separate ways that something could remain civil between us, but I cant find that feeling at all. I was the one who originally broke off the relationship. And it angers me that I assumed this is something he wanted too and now am sure I was right about. Its as if my idea, became his idea. And he doesnt have any answers as to why he appeared to no longer feel the same way about me. I know why I began to resent him. I’d really rather my feelings not be spared.
I think I am probably going to hate men forever now:/

We dated for three and a half years. We had been together since I was sixteen years old, and for three and a half years I was completely convinced that I would marry him someday. His family was head-over-heels in love with me (they still are, actually). His relatives offered to loan him money at different points in our relationship so he could buy me an engagement ring.
I stuck with him through everything. He was verbally abusive and far too capable of making me feel like the most worthless waste of flesh to walk the planet. He was very, very conservative, and about two years into the relationship, he suggested we stopped kissing each other because he was afraid we would go “too far” before we got married. (In other words, I had a boyfriend whom I couldn’t kiss, and who wouldn’t hold my hand in public or even introduce me as his girlfriend to any of his friends)
Anyway, he started to ignore me about six months before we broke up, and he lied to me, telling me he couldn’t hang out with me because he was doing homework. He dropped out of school and got a job, and he still “couldn’t hang out” more than once a month. I put up with it. I had decided I would marry him, and he was worth it.
In January of this year (2012), he texted me and asked me if we could hang out one night (which was completely out of character for him at this point), and of course I agreed. When he came over to my college dorm, it was to break up with me by telling me he was leaving me for the girl he had cheated on me with. He had known her for about a month, and they had been together for about three weeks. He had promised me marriage for three and a half years. And he left me for a girl he had hardly known for a month.
It’s okay though. His best friend became my best friend, and I ended up getting together with him instead. This one treats me like royalty, and he is the sweetest person I’ve ever, ever met.

Grew up with him as kids, Spent three years dating him, moved in together for twelve months with his family, he’d had an engagement ring for over twelve months by the time we broke up but apparently after he bought it we weren’t ready so everyday for at least twelve months i woke up to no proposal; aka you’re still not good enough it felt like to me. He was a very shy person but after 3 years he still wasn’t comfortable to hold my hand in public, and still didn’t introduce me as ‘girlfriend’. His mum was so controlling of him, he didnt even know how to do his own banking at 20! let alone any other life skills. she would always do his banking and after 3 years i still wasnt allowed to! I put so much effort into saving us, i googled relationship DIY techniques but the last straw was he refused to see a relationship counsellor, just once.

I’ve since met a guy that is proud to hold my hand in public, and tells me exactly whats on his mind, I’m just angry I spent so much time trying to save a relationship with someone who didn’t appreciate me!

Of course at work is where it always happens…. I met this guy who right away we hit it off and it was always all smiles and butterflies. We spent so many wonderful days and nights together. The down fall was he was very controlling and jealous and already had a baby mama. I changed a lot about myself because I wanted us to work and even when things would get hard because his ex didn’t want us to be together. He swore over and over again he couldnt stand her and they will and would never work out. All of a sudden our relationship changed. Literally a switch had been flipped and he changed overnight. I would ask over and over again what was wrong, if it was me? And that we could work through anything. He said to me he needed time because “things were just getting too hard”. He breaks up with me one night and the very next morning I get a call from his baby mama laughing telling me shes pregnant by him again. I try and call him to find out whats going on and to my surprise he changed his number. Didn’t hear from him again and now months later they are registered at babies R us.