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writes:So I have been going through a really painful breakup. I loved him so much, I'm only 21 but i feel as though the love of my life left me. Today, is a particularly bad day. I feel awful. I think i'd be really encouraging if anyone who has been through a really bad breakup before finding their true love/husband/wife could share their story with me. pretty please! Reply to this Question
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reader, Jen1689 +, writes (5 January 2011):
 Here's a couple stories rolled into one. I once fell in love with my summer romance. We hung out a lot, had the most fun together, and he was unlike any guy I had ever met. The last movie I watched with him was The Notebook (which I had never seen before. Weird, huh?) He was like the missing piece in my puzzle. I fell in love with him, and we dated officially for about two weeks of the few months we spent together being "unofficial". We never had sex (I was a virgin), but he was the first guy I ever loved. He didn't love me, and soon moved to another state. I was broken for months, and I soon began dating my ex.
We met over MySpace. He was clearly a rebound for me, but I convinced myself otherwise. We dated for nine months long-distance until I moved to be with him. We lived together for a year due to our lease agreement. In this time, we were happy as a couple for about three months. He constantly talked to other girls over the internet and still chatted with his ex quite a bit. He would also make fake profiles pretending to be a "lesbian". Only three months after moving in with him, I discovered a fake e-mail account full of nude photos that he had been receiving from other women. We nearly broke up that day, but I fooled myself into thinking that love conquered all.
About five months after moving in with him, I became severely depressed and asked him for a break. We lived together for another seven months and were very unhappy. Our home was like a prison. I didn't even want to get off work to return to him. We were both virgins, and I wasn't attracted to him in the slightest anymore. The thought of him touching me made me cringe. He cried in front of me quite a bit, saying that he didn't understand. I officially broke up with him in April 2008. In July of 2008 I met a guy that reminded me a lot of my summer romance. I was still hopelessly in love and heartbroken over that guy, and was looking for some kind of closure. I hung out with this other guy, and became infatuated with him. Obsessed with him. He was my only escape. In August of 2008, I told my ex to move out. He sobbed uncontrollably, but agreed to it. I woke up one morning to him staring at me, and he admitted to reading my diary and reading about how I was still in love with my summer romance. He also read about how I had become infatuated with the other guy, and claimed that I "Cheated". Kinda hard when we had been broken up for months. I felt bad, but knew it was best.
After he moved out, the guy I was infatuated with ended things with me, and I was completely alone for a month. I had no one living with me and had lost a lot of my friends from making all my time devoted to this other guy. I was the most alone I had ever felt in my entire life.
I met my now-fiance in September of 2008, and am the happiest person I've ever been. No sad stories there =)
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reader, anonymous, writes (28 December 2010): I actually didn't date this guy, but I was hopelessly in love with him for nearly 2 years. I tried everything to get his attention and fought depression when he didn't reciprocate. It took me a year and a half to move on- I stayed with my girl friends, prayed, ran more, got active in NHS and student council at my high school, and listened to upbeat music. It finally paid off- my current bf is the best!
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 December 2010): ok i guess i can sorta relate to this question, about 2 years ago one of my friends started dating this girl and after they broke up i started having very strong feelings for her but i kept my mouth shut because i had another year of high-school left and i didn't want to make things weird between my friend and me by asking his Ex out. So a year went by and now im in university and i finally told the girl that i liked her as more than a friend and she was super cool about it but she told me that she liked another guy, which i accepted, but then i asked her if she would have gone out with me if i had asked her a year earlier and she said no because we had already become friends, and this hurt because we became friends while she was dating my friend so i really never had a shot, and she was absolutely perfect, she was smart, beautiful and funny, we had the same taste in movies, we both loved sports AND she played video-games but i guess it just wasn't meant to be
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 December 2010): My ex left me to be with his baby's mother after using me and lying to me for about 8 months. It took everything within me to get over him...I recall starting a new job where I would go in the bathroom on my hour lunch break and just cry, cry and cry. I felt so empty, I felt defeated, I just kept replaying all the nasty things he had said to me from lying to me about caring about me and loving me to the physical, mental and verbal abuse....it took me about one year to get over him. I had to attend therapy and everyday was a constant struggle within my mind...but I got over him and now after two years he stalks me, sends letters, emails, contacts my family and so forth and so on. I don't love him anymore nor do I care about him...I don't hate him, but that feeling I had two years ago isn't there anymore. I would never, ever go back to him even if he is a changed man. He now regrets what he did, but I don't care and I knew this would happen...I knew he would regret what he did to me because, his behavior was downright ridiculous and mean.
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reader, anonymous, writes (27 December 2010): i love this guy for years. he loved me. i didnt tell him. he moved on. i fell even more in love with him. he didnt want me.
he was the most amazing guy, one in a million. but i missed my chance. he was like a male version of me, there was almost nothing we didnt have in common, well, except timing. there is nothing i want more now that to be with him.
he texts me once in a while to see how i am but it only makes me want him more and proves how i cant have him. it hurts me alot but im getting over him very very slowly. ill always remember him though, guys like that are hard to find. talking about him makes the sadness go away though. im sorry to hear of your loss,nothing bad lasts forever
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