What I want to say:
Fuck you, you bastard. I did everything for you, I took care of you, I was your girlfriend, mother, and secretary, not to mention best friend. I took care of you and your problems.
I loved you so much, even until you broke up with me.
You just dropped me like a brick bong, and that hurt. Not only that, but could you please stop dropping by with news of how well you’re doing in the dating field?
What I feel, really:
Other people will appreciate me.
It was really for the best.
Gawd, I hate this shit.
Thanks spooje
My opinion as well, he should have no more reason to come by, as I gave him all his stuff, but I still see him around, as we’re in the same freakin’ neighborhood… sucks.
No matter, i’m enjoying being single anyway…somewhat… it still grates on me though.
Being dumped just blows.
Deciding that they no longer want to be in a relationship is everyone’s right, but people should also have the intelligence and the empathy not to rub in the hurt at every opportunity.
Tell the fucker to leave you alone, for a while at least. Just explain to him that you would appreciate it if he would not approach you on the street or in the mall or whatever, because you need time away from him. Make it clear that you don’t hate him or anything (unless you do :)), but that you have no interest in shooting the breeze and pretending everything is fine with someone who has just dumped you. Unless he’s a total fucking asshole, he should respect that.
Although, to tell the truth, i’ve done that on occasion. Not a physical presence in a former physical relationship, but a once-shared common reference in a former emotional relationship.
I thought we could still be friends enough to still kid each other about the stuff we both liked, but she couldnt handle it for several months, even though we weren’t physically close, and she was the one that “broke up”
Robotic_panda, I feel your pain. My soon-to-be ex-husband came home one day last year, and out of the blue told me that he wasn’t attracted to me, didn’t love me (and hadn’t for a long time), and wanted a divorce. Counselling was not an option.
I put him through school and paid off his loans with my inheritance from when my Opa died. I spent the last 14 years of my life devoted to him through good times and bad. And, once, I saved his life. But I guess none of that counts for anything. Not that I’m bitter or anything. (’:rolleyes:’)
It’s probably for the best if you don’t see him for a bit…everytime I ran into my ex it would rip the slowly healing scab off my heart a little bit. Time does heal all wounds, though, and I’m able to talk to him now without my heart breaking.
I believe Neil Sedaka said it best when he said, “Doo doo doo down doo be do down down, come on come on down doo be do down down. Breaking up is hard to do.”
Truer words I shall never hear.
I do feel your pain, and it sucks. Just enjoy being single. I know I am.
I’m going through a messy break-up now too. I don’t want to see her at all (ever, preferably, but at least not for several months), but she goes to all the same places I do, has some of the same friends, etc etc, and we cannot avoid each other. And she has a new GF - one of our best friends, whom she formerly denied liking. She still expects me to be able to hang out with them. I’d rather hang out with a starved pig carrying a sub-machine gun, it’d be less painful.
I don’t think you can be friends for at least 6 months, if at all. Tell him that you don’t want to hear about his dating successes, and don’t let him in your door any more. You area better person than him, and your life will be better without him in it.
It’s been six months since I was dumped because his mommy didn’t approve of me. (No, I hadn’t had a clue how twisted his family relationships were, I had only met his parents ONCE for God’s sake!)
It really does suck. Sorry, robotic_panda. Let’s just hope we have better luck next time, huh?
Wow…
Thanks so much to everyone; Alexxandra and SciFiSam, oh do I feel your pain. Same friends, same neighborhood, shared life for 4 1/2 years. But you know what I really miss?
His cat. I love that little girl. No visiting rights for mom. meh.
Thanks for the laugh Happy and for the hugs Aries and Ludovic no no I insist… How you doin? whiterabbit, isn’t it really better that you found out he was a mama’s boy before it was too late? mhendo, thanks for the advice, i’ve probably been too wimpy about it… maybe I will just tell him flat out to stay the hell away, hopefully I won’t get the chance to… (meaning I hope it doesn’t happen again.)
Oh well. I decree that all recently single dopers are invited to my house this friday night for frozen pizza (which i’ll perhaps heat up) and cartoons. BYOB.
All relationship-bound dopers are invited to give their loved one a big kiss, look them straight in the eyes, and tell them “If you ever leave me I will hunt you down like the animal you are.”
A friend of mine recently answered a knock at the door to find her ex husband wanting to see what she had done to the place. He left 8 years ago after 15 years of marriage under really really bad terms and he thought this was ok.
Some folks just need slapping upside the head with a clue stick. I am sorry you are dealing with one of them.
Get yourself a cat. I know it is not the same as the one you have lost contact with but they all bring joy in their own ways.
Thanks Mockingbird, you’re right of course. I was just trying to be nice when he came over, I realize now that i shouldn’t have talked to him at all. Live and learn.
Tell me about it! I’d had no clue. The last thing that twisted bitch said to me was, “Take care of my son.” Two days later she told him that his parents offically Did Not Approve and would NOT be at the wedding.
Like I said, it’s been six months, and I’m only barely starting to think that I might accept a date, if one came along. I wouldn’t rush that if I were you; I dreamed about him last night, I wish he’d get the hell out of my dreams!
{{{{{{Dumped Dopers}}}}}} (just a friendly hug, no groping!)
Whoa whiterabbit, a wedding was involved? Do you have any idea how close you were to the mother in law from hell? I would count my blessings if I were you.
I’m not rushing anything either, whatever happens, happens I say.
