I initiated it, but she readily agreed. I think we both knew after 5 years together that it wasn’t working. I remember hugging and driving away and then suddenly feeling really upset. It was the uncertainty I didn’t like. I’d grown used to having a partner for events, movies etc.

I’m married now with a family and, surprisingly, never really think of any of my exes. But at the time, yeah, I found it quite unsettling.

She prompted it and I accepted because what are you going to do? Stay in a one-sided relationship?

Honestly, it was the right call even if I immediately went into emotional triage to figure out when I had fucked up.

My first? Deeply hurt, confused, betrayed, bewildered, etc. It kicked off a delightful bout of depression that lasted almost a year and only ended because I had bigger things to worry about.

It was very dumb and looking back I really can’t understand why I felt so strongly, but when I was in high school it really felt like the end of the world/my life was ending. I cried so hard I couldn’t breathe and blasted songs like this at full volume.

I had no idea it was coming and was destroyed. Pretty sure it was my tism that made me any hints, but still. There was a lot of ugly crying. I honestly don’t remember much else, but I also don’t remember a lot of my life. I was around 16 or 17 so that was 20 years ago.

The same way as you. I was really proud I did it so well.

Confused and conflicted. My first long term relationship was with a woman where we realistically had little chance of a future – she had become unemployed during our time together, and she didnt see any reason to get another job for the two years it dragged on for after that. Then she started saying I, as the guy, should pay for a house for us to move into together, even though it’s unrealistic for a regular guy to buy a house in his early adulthood, especially on a single salary.

Shortly after that, she had what I can only describe as some sort of mental break down. She started claiming she was an angel from another planet, and that her time playing mmos was preparing her for the true reality that every person is just an avatar and shit. She started self-harming/cutting. I couldn’t support her in this, and I couldn’t really see a clean way to get her help other than informing her immediate family (who all sorta noped out of helping). She still continued to imply I should be buying us a house together etc, which I absolutely couldn’t do, nor would I want to cohabitate with a nutter. So we split.

Saw her months after the breakup for coffee/catchup, said she was training to be an exorcist through some shady guy who was paying her $5 a day to take care of his severely disabled parents. She implied exorcisms were done through certain sexual acts sometimes. So she seemed like she was clearly getting seriously taken advantage of due to her broken mental state.

Felt bad for her, glad that I’d ‘dodged a bullet’. Though really the scars from that whole thing likely contributed to the reason I’m an old single person who’s noped out of dating ;p

Intense emotional pain I couldn’t get away from, which lasted a very long time. The sense that I can’t trust anyone. Mild psychosis where I would temporarily convince myself we would get back together, despite trying hard to accept it and not think this way, just getting my thoughts overpowered by emotion. The feeling that who I am as a person does not exist anymore. Briefly feeling less pain by finding reasons to be angry, but not being able to maintain that anger. Eventually the pain subsided years later when I forgot what it felt like to be around her. Still have nightmares sometimes though.

On today’s episode of What Could Possibly Go Wrong, a young, hypersexual girl announces to the internet that she is recently single. Let’s take it over to Kevin who’s live on the scene, and see how events unfold…

Miserable. But as the old saying goes: nothing gets you over the last one like getting under the next one.

Love lost hurts, but love isn’t rare. You’ll find it.

First guy ended up gay. Not that I have an issue with that, it was the lies and using me as a cover for his very religious family that stung.

Second cheated. Also stung

Third was actually a decent guy, I ended things with him because we just weren’t compatible. That also kinda hurt because I didn’t want to hurt him!

anyone else never had one? married my first gf and it’s been a couple decades now lol

Confused.

I didn’t even know we were dating. I took a friend to see LOTR because she was just as into fantasy as me. A few days later, she “broke up” with me saying she wasn’t ready for a relationship. I was like “What? but we’re not dating?”

First one was reasonably calm. We figured out that it would not work in the long run, cried a bit, and stayed friends for a few years.

Second breakup threw me completely off. I was sad for years, one could use the word depressed but I’ll refrain from doing so unless someone professional issues the diagnose.

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