10 Revealing Relationship Stories And Their Final Break Up Texts

10 Revealing Relationship Stories And Their Final Break Up Texts

Remember when we were dumb and thought we were in love?

We've all been through the typical break ups, and the heart breaks. Some break ups happen face to face, or even in text, the worst way to break up with someone. Recently I went around and talked to some people and had them share stories. They revealed the last text from their significant other, and the short story. I thank the people who shared stories and how strong they were to bring up some events.

1. "Please don't leave me. I can't live without you. I have a gun next to me, I'm going to kill myself. "

Any time I ever tried to end things he always threatened to end his own life and being the person I am always made me stay because I didn't want him to hurt himself. Wish I was strong enough to end it before it got as bad as it did. Verbal and emotional abuse seemed to be his favorite things to do. They were his weapon of choice.

2. "I didn't cheat on you, she kissed me"

The end of my last relationship was rocky. Two days before we broke up he accused me of cheating on him because of a conversation I had with one of my girlfriends (he hacked into my Facebook, that's a story for a different time). The next night, things were better, we talked everything out, and he was my date to a dinner party. I was on call for my fire department that night, because all of the other EMTs were drunk. We got called out for a fatal crash, and I lost my first patient. I texted him, telling him I needed him, and what had happened. He completely flipped his lid, told me to suck it up, that it happens to everyone. How could I sum up not being able to save a life? Turns out, he was drunk and cheating on me with a girl that he swore up and down he didn't have feelings for.

3. "Yes, I love you, and I always will, but I'm not your happiness anymore, and I'll learn to be okay with that. But, thank you for the opportunity to actually feel what love is. And through everything I do still care. Been one "heck" of a ride."

We met at work. We were both having bad days, so we started talking about that, and that eventually turned into dating. A few months go by, everything is perfect. Then the fighting started. I had a best friend that was a guy, he had one that was a girl. His jealously was unreal, and so was mine. We fought about it for 3 days until we finally called it quits. A couple of months go by, and funny, the two people we were afraid to lose each other to, we ended up with. Beautifully tragic.

4. “I never liked you, I never looked for anything serious. I lied every time I said I love you. Move on. “

I was going out on dates with this guy and we went to the movies and coffee shops and it was for a few months. We even went to each other's houses and we met the parents and watched movies all night. It was from November until about March. He even constantly said, "I love you." Then towards the middle of March, he texted me saying he doesn't want anything serious and I need to move on. Later that day, I found out he was dating another girl from my school who was a year older than me.

5. “Because I didn’t even accept that even in the coldest place of my heart, it was still warmed by the thought of you.”

She was ready but I wasn't. Our relationship had changed for the worse. I swore up and down that I could see myself with her, but it just wasn't true. When I admitted I liked her, it vanished. She fought for me but I pushed her away because feelings just evaporated into the air. It was like God himself wanted me to admit how I felt and then he'd let the heavy weight on my shoulders be relinquished. I was free, now I'm happy.

6. “We accept the love we deserve”

From the beginning of sixth grade to the beginning of my freshman year (on and off ), I was in such a mind controlling, emotional, sometimes physical, and verbal abusive relationship to the point where from sunrise to sunset I wished I was someone else. Someone prettier, happier and, most of the time, wishing I had the strength to leave the relationship. Yes, I was young and didn't know what "love" was yet but that didn't matter. When he finally took the last straw and called me fat, ugly and "needed someone his own size," although I was hurt, I was so happy the relationship was FINALLY over. To think that I never thought I'd be able to love or even be loved again by someone 3 years ago. But when another man came into my life and treated me how I should be treated, I was terrified. Terrified it would end up the same way, for him to leave me so heartbroken, to see the real me. I'm so grateful to finally be happy with myself and someone else. I'm so thankful to let myself be free.

7. "I tried to make you happy. I loved you from day one and you didn't even have the audacity to tell me you didn't love me and break up with me, instead of cheat on me."

Towards the end of the so called "relationship", he started pushing me aside, not wanting to be around me at all. He started spreading rumors and comparing me to exes and what not. He thought I was cheating on him with the guy I'm with now, because me and this guy used to hang out a lot. But I'm no cheater. I don't have the will to do so. He cheated on me with a now ex-friend of mine, for four months, then came and said, "I just wanted someone to kiss and cuddle with. She could make me smile more than you ever could."

8. "I lost my motivation."

I messed up. I had something great and I let little problems get to me, and over thought every night. It led us to fall apart. Phone calls stopped, no more loving texts. It all went away. We were madly in love and life was perfect, life was at its peak, but then it went back down. I lost my motivation and that’s something I can’t get back now, and in the end I have to move on and try to better myself.

9. "No one will ever love you. You're so messed up. You ruined me. I never loved you."

Our relationship started off beautifully. We were best friends for 2 years and then we dated for a year and a half. We had our ups and downs, but towards the end, it was mostly down. We hit a lot of speed bumps. He started working, and met other people. He reassured me he loved me, but many, many sleepless nights later, he broke up with me, but then tried using me for sex. No matter how I felt, that's all he wanted. I finally gave up, and took my anger out on him. And now, after 2 years, my confidence is back.

10. "Stay out of my life, and everyone involved with it. Goodbye ‘name here’"

Him and I were on and off for about a year and a half. We had our ups and downs and our awful arguments. Everything was great with us, until we broke up and got back together. He acted different with me. Treated me differently. Showed me less and less attention each day that went by. And I let it happen because he said he loved me and he was constantly sorry for all the names he called me. Once I finally had enough, I left. And it took so much to do that because I couldn't see myself with anyone else. He was my whole life no matter what happened. We officially broke up after a few nights of me thinking about how terrible it all got between us. I was so depressed over it and so I went out and got drunk and slept with someone because I didn't know what else to do. I am finally able to move on in life. And it's the greatest feeling. Sometimes letting go is easier than holding on.

Break ups are one of the hardest things to go through but just remember, everyone has been through them and they have their stories behind them. You don't know what happens behind closed doors. Just remember, you're not alone. And another thank you to everyone who was strong and brave enough to tell me their story.

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My Broken Fairytale Part IV

Unhappily ever after...

[Continuation and ending of Part I, II, and III]

Joseph was only the beginning though. Another vivid memory was my forced interaction with a man named Vincent as I speak to you now. Another scar that I’ve wished to erase from my mind but was unsuccessful. It happened when I was working at a pet store. Our relationship was purely professional in the beginning until we became comfortable and more casual with each other. We spoke of inappropriate things: sex, fetishes, physical attraction. I made the mistake of complimenting him. I was simply trying to be nice, however, he believed something else.

I went into the basement of our workplace, preparing the small gray cart with food for the animals that were displayed on the floor. I was in the middle of grabbing hay for the chinchillas when I suddenly felt my hair being pulled back tightly. I turned back to find Vincent. The look within his deep brown eyes wasn't malicious, but lustful; animalistic even. He pressed himself against my rear, retreating slowly to bang hard against my behind. He repeated it, his hand still wrapped around my ponytail. His fingers snaked themselves into my mouth, attempting to make me suck on them. I couldn’t do anything but I go along with it. My body went limp, unable to protest and losing all my words of objection. The only thought in my head was, ‘if I give him what he wants, he’ll go away.’ He than pushed me down, forcing me on my knees as his other hand unzipped his pants. He exposed himself to me and shoved his member into my mouth.

My body was numb, becoming a posable doll for his amusement; a puppet for his own pleasure. He groaned, he still keeping my head in place to take in as much of him as he desired. It happened in a flash, within a minute or two, and he spilled into my mouth. The taste was disgusting; the taste of raw egg yolk and acid. He sighed happily, zipping up his jeans and walked away like nothing happened. And I, still on my knees, couldn't move. As if I was paralyzed, my mind unable to compute what had happened. He was still in my mouth, lingering as the slimy hatred that seeped through my skin and into my soul. I ran quickly to the sink and spat any trace of him.

I told you I was hesitant in telling you this. This isn’t what would happen in a Disney film and I’m sure as hell this kind of thing isn’t in any fairy tales I’ve read. But it happened. I allowed myself to be taken advantage of. I lost all respect for myself and let my body to be used however they pleased. I’m still attempting to pick up what I glued back together from the aftermath. From James to Joseph to Vincent, I lost pieces myself along the way and I’m not sure I’ll ever get them back. However, after a while I began to wonder: if I got those pieces of myself back, would I even recognize them?

Author’s Note: You must be wondering why I decided to share this. I chose to tell you my story because I want others to avoid my mistakes, and the signs I was too blinded to see. I want people to learn that sometimes what you think is love really isn’t. That you may have good intentions, but others could abuse it or mistake it for something else. Take heed in this tale, and, hopefully, your ending won’t be like mine.

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Poetry On Odyssey: When I Met You

A love worth fighting for?

When I met you, I thought to myself this is it.

I was new to the world of relationships and naive.

I wanted a love that lasts forever. A love that even Shakespeare would write about.

A love that makes the days a little brighter and the nights warmer.

When I met you, I thought to myself this is it.

My days were filled with laughter and smiles.

Every time I saw your name on my phone, my heart skipped a beat.

When I met you, I thought to myself this is it.

Each passing day I fell more and more into this fantasy.

I woke up with a smile on my face and fell asleep with a happy heart.

When I met you, I thought to myself this is it.

Your smile brought one to my lips and your laughter joy to my ears.

The thought of being together brought chills to my skin.

Then one day it ended.

The talks, the laughs, the smiles, the conversations.

You broke down my walls and won a place in my heart.

then one day it all stopped.

It was complete silence.

I never thought it would happen to us, but it did.

The idea of being one became foreign as the distance between us grew more and more.

The same walls were built up again, only this time each brick was filled with hurt and confusion.

You made me question if I did something wrong to push you away? Was it me?

How can someone tell you that they love you one day, but walk away the next?

My days were filled with darkness and questions. Everywhere I looked it reminded me of you

The same person that brought me joy now brought me sadness.

The day I met you, I thought to myself this is it.

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