breakups

When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.

#MyWorstDate
This is a story about my first date ever, the only date I've had, and the last I will with him. He was my first boyfriend. Not my first love, or my first crush, but my first guy friend.
By Chasity Sosa8 years ago in Humans
December 12, 2012
December 12, 2012 is the date I will never forget for as long as I live. It has been six years since the day and I still have nightmares. Alex and me had dated for six years; we were high school sweethearts. Two lovely daughters together and a lifetime of maturity. At eighteen, we had our first daughter; our aunt could not have children. Our way of life, at that point, was not secure enough for a baby; we chose adoption for her. Three years later our little girl, Emi, entered our world. She became our everything.
By Bailey Schooley8 years ago in Humans
#MyWorstDate
I've told this story a couple of times, but hey, might as well do it again. My worst date was also my last date and it was the nail in the coffin for a long 3 year relationship I was in. I should've know this was date going to turn left because we'd had an argument the night before, but since the next was our anniversary... we decided to bite the bullet and go on a date anyways. Now, I'm a planner, so of course I had planned this date to a "T" and I was sort of looking forward to it... even if my boyfriend was being a total baby.
By Christian Ellis8 years ago in Humans
How You Built Me by Breaking Me
I like running. Running away to the woods is particularly my favorite. There is something about lying in the grass on a dewy morning and watching the sun rise through the treetops that takes away the pain. I wouldn’t have imagined my life to come down to this truthfully, I was full of life and energy at one point. Funny how that changes when one person decides to leave.
By Donna Sczygelski8 years ago in Humans
The Love of My Moment
About three months ago, I wrote an essay on someone who I believed I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I called him "the love of my life" and "the one". But just like most relationships, ours came to an end.
By Sarah -8 years ago in Humans
Just One Dance
This is a very old story of mine, written under my writers name, Arania Hale, and you may also find it on Quotev.com because that is where I used to write all of my stories. Sorry it seems like a 12 year old written it but I was young and it is a true story. I hope you do enjoy though, here is the story!
By Elizabeth Layfield8 years ago in Humans
Love or Obsession?
Sigh. I don’t know how better to begin this blog than the word aforementioned. "It sucks"—another expression that often resonates inside my cranium.
By Udita Sharma8 years ago in Humans
The Boy Who Broke My Best Friend's Heart
I hate to get mad at you, I really do, but I have some things I need to say. Some things that you might not like to hear, and some things that she might not want me to voice to you. Either way, I am writing this letter to you, the boy who broke my best friend's heart.
By Jess Dobransky8 years ago in Humans
Broken Heart
She took the risk and in the end, she chalked the loss up to timing; it never being right. And, they could never seem to get on the same page. What they each wanted was different. But, those reasons, (the ones that she thought would give her a peace of mind) didn't keep her from having a million questions and they didn't keep her heart from breaking. Just because she knew she had to let it go, (for her sanity, her soul, & heart's sake) didn't mean it would be easy. She knew having to face and sort through the aftermath of a broken heart would be hard. She also knew, her unresolved emotions and unanswered questions would remain just that, unresolved and unanswered. She wanted closure, but that was something she'd have to find on her own. Her strong-willed mind was already there; ready to close it, let it go, and move on; she knew what was best. It was her heart (the one that held on for so long, the one filled with hope for a future) that struggled to catch up. She believed it would,eventually. She just wanted it to be sooner. No one wants to feel the kind of pain or loss that seems to make your world stop spinning. But, the truth is, there is no escaping the aftermath. At least not for her; the amount of love she had for him is the amount of hurt she would endure. And, just as expected, a wave of emotions would overwhelm her, hitting all at once. With tears in her eyes, she wondered, “just how do I get my heart to stop loving him? How do I stop the (literal) ache in my chest because I won’t see his face or hear his voice anymore? How do I get rid of the knots in my stomach because his absence is painfully present? Why didn't he tell me how to let him go before he walked away?” Just how do you convince a broken heart that what it believed to be real, what was there just yesterday, isn’t there anymore? She’d eventually realize you don’t. There is no ‘shutting it off'; not for her. There was nothing simple about the way she loved him, so there would be nothing simple about letting him go. This was something she would have to go through until she just didn’t have to go through it anymore. And she would do that by going with what her mind already knew. By changing her focus and simply taking it day by day; while making the conscious decision to put herself first. By appreciating it for what it was and learning from what went wrong. By not letting it make her feel like something was ‘wrong’ with her or her love. By not letting it create self-doubt, or low self-esteem. By not letting it change her (for the worse). By taking time for self-evaluation and allowing room for growth. By learning to set boundaries and sticking to them. By learning to guard her heart, just a little bit more. By not only forgiving him but also forgiving herself. By believing what was meant for her would make its way to her; and it became painfully clear he wasn’t the one for her. She would keep living and loving the way she knew how and eventually she wouldn’t feel the sadness that still lingered. A sadness she wanted to avoid but knew she couldn’t. It was an intense, overwhelming kind of love and heart break that caught her off guard. But, even off guard and through heartache, (one, she thought, she would never recover from) she swore, none of it would make her bitter. She would never let it change how she loved. And she would never, lose hope. She would survive the aftermath.
By Jess M8 years ago in Humans
5 Signs You Still Have Feelings for an Ex/past Dating Relationship
This story is coming from someone who it took a good six years to get over an EX-boyfriend. I know you're probably thinking, "Wow, that's so pathetic..." How did it take you six years? SIX YEARS though?
By Chelle .8 years ago in Humans
How Does Your Zodiac Sign Handle Breakups?
We all have experienced a break up, the crying, missing your significant other, blaming yourself, blaming them and some even take back everything they ever bought you (be happy you’re not with that kind of person). But do you ever wonder if you’re taking it too hard or too personal or maybe not hard enough? Well the stars could possibly help you understand your style when it comes to accepting the end of a relationship. Let’s dive in!
By Ask Robyn Lee8 years ago in Humans
Can Exes Go Back to Being Friends?
There is something to be said for those of us who are able to keep our composure in front of our exes. Yet at the same time, composure is an aside from the emotional attachment, and just how much of that is still linked to romantic feelings and the barriers that no longer exist between two people after lines have been romantically crossed.
By Delilah Jayde8 years ago in Humans