Replace “man” with “woman” and you’ve got me.
You’re probably right about that, Ash. Personally, I’m starting to think the whole concept of monogamous, male/female relationships is out-dated and unecessary. I have a fantastic family and great friends who accept for who I am and don’t make me jump through hoops or play any games before deeming me worthy of love. Relationships are just too hard.
How aggrivating! I mean, if someone is going to break up with you, they should at least have the respect–the BALLS!–to tell the truth about it, straight-up, no matter how bad it may sound. I’m so sick of guys who just disappear because they don’t have the balls to say the real reason they don’t want to stick around…it’s because they know it makes them look like a dick.
I still don’t know the real reasons my boyfriend of 9 years left me, and it’s been a year and a half. I will always wonder…I always think, at least if I had known the reasons, I could hate him and it would be that much easier to get over him.
Wasn’t an insult. Go get some Jack Daniels, or Amaretto or something.
I’m a veteran of failed relationships and heartbreaks. I gave up on the whole dating thing after dealing with so many disappointments consisting of break-ups, no-calls, being stood up, etc. I’ve been through all the other crap that comes with relationships and I just don’t need it. Even the reward of getting a good piece of ass isn’t worth the trouble. My life is much easier, less stressful and more manageable ever since I swore off dating. A friend of mine recently asked me why I don’t date anymore, and then proceeded to tell me all the problems he was having with his girlfriends. I then told him he just answered his own question.
This Valentine’s Day I’m wearing black.
Well, I didn’t quit get dumped this holiday season, but my previously-stellar relationship suddenly turned to ass - does that count? Clearly I’ve got to start avoiding the SDMB in December. Heh…
My sympathies go out to everyone who had a thoroughly craptastic holiday season. They say misery loves company, so you’re all invited to my house. 
I’ll be right there with you.
Single people of the world unite!
I’m sorry you’re feeling bad, Jenny but that’s as far as this goes…
Take it from the QUEEN of being dumped (I found out my last boyfriend was dumping me when the furniture truck pulled up in front of our house to help him get his crap out)
I’ve shed many a tear for worthless losers…Men who at the time I thought were my whole world and who I see now and say: “WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING???”
Before you know it you’ll be saying: This is the best thing that ever happened to me…
The right guy (and he IS out there) will come along when you least expect it!
Talk to you then! 
Hey Jennyrosity…does this mean us pretty girls get a chance? From what I remember there was a “perfect girl” thread a while back and you said my description matched you pretty well… ;D
Anywhoo… You are fundimentally loveable. You are understandably feeling negative about the situation, and that is perfectly ok. Pity parties can be quite healing if you know when it is time to give it up and go on with your life. Have some chocolate and take the amaretto suggestion. You will feel much better.
And as for how he broke up with you…sounds like he is (admittedly) pretty immature and you are better off. he called you to split up? Good grief.
The “lets be friends” thing is bullshit. That is just “I’m trying to make it hurt less.” You would be better off saying no to that suggestion. It just breeds clingy-ness and will make the hurt last longer.
hugs Jennyrosity and hands over bottle of amaretto, box of chocolates, and a box of the kind of tissues that has lotion in them
A great man once said…
(He also said, we’ll be back in two and two)
It’s better now than seven years from now. I know it’s not pleasant to hear, but the pain is better than years wasted in a loveless (or one sided) marriage.
Can I hear an amen on that? In late high school into early college, I was in a relationship with a guy who I was good friends with. He figured out I wasn’t good relationship material but couldn’t quite figure out how to go about telling me, so he ended up doing the “ignore her and she’ll go away” method (or really the “neglect her and she’ll dump me and be mad at me for that instead of for what I can’t figure out how to say” method). Unfortunately, when I did manage to talk to him he’d make plausible-to-me (at the time) excuses about how he was so busy with his studies, that it took me a while to really get ticked off at him instead of getting down on myself for being “needy.” Years later, he apologized to me and we made up and parted as friends, but it’s not very likely that most relationships would have that happen.
Anyway, afterwards I was angry at having wasted a few years on the relationship, but it’s much better than actually getting married and/or having kids, and only then figuring out “This isn’t going to work.”
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Oh, for the love of god.
I feel for you, truly. It’s not fair, it hurts, and everyone else seems to have no problems in their relationships… only you. SIGH
I’ve been on that road a few times and it NEVER gets easier. NEVER. After a relationship with a cheater (he did it for an entire year) and a failed marriage (he was an abuser and alcoholic), I flipped Love the ol’ birdie more than a few times and promised never again… I would not give in again.
Why do some guys have such a commitment phobia or feel the need to dominate every aspect of your life? Or, as in your case, lead you on (what could his reason possibly be?) and break your heart just when you finally begin to trust them? Sometimes, I think Love is a sick joke, sick and cruel. Honestly, what is worse? Never having loved someone at all or lost it (once, twice… doesn’t matter).
I hope your pain fades quickly so you can focus on yourself and do what YOU want to do. Make yourself happy first!
Have a hug, Jenny.
There is nothing wrong with you.
It’s him. He is a dickweed, asshat, knob of a monkey’s butt.
Stick with us, your close personal band of 20,000 dopers, and we will never dump you. Flame you. Pit you. Whoosh you. But you will never sleep in the wet spot with any of us.
Oh, and don’t think of it in such a negative light.
think of it as losing 170+ pounds.
Now, go and burn something he left behind in effigy, promising yourself to be true to yourself.
I got dumped, over the phone, just before Christmas many years ago. I was expecting her to meet me down at my parents’ house and the… The Call.
Hurt like Hell for many weeks. My sympathies. May you find someone new easily and soon.
First the wine, top that glass right up. Then shut the door. Then put it on loud, put it on proud!!!:
*First I was afraid, I was petrified, by the ugly wanker that was lying by my side. . . .
Then just go for it in a big way for a couple of days, imho. And kick things. But not in those new shoes.
Happy New Year!
Sigh. Bad timing from him. Sorry. Better now that with 3 of his kids and a mortgage later.
The best revenge is being happy! You aren’t unloveable. Just a freak-magnet. Next time some freak comes on too strong you’ll know what to do.