breakups

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

Beautiful Man
Have you ever met someone so beautiful, that you have no other word to describe them? Un-romantically I met him on Tinder. At first, I was super sceptical of him, throwing all sorts of curveballs at him to test the waters. But after a couple of weeks of messages and video calls, I knew I needed this person in my life. The care and love he had for me right from the start was something I had never experienced, and I ate it up happily.
By Nila Dear6 years ago in Humans
18 Years Part 4
Finally, we were on even ground and grown-up! A month later I was back in my hometown. Single, confused and in a mess of a place. I had left my heart behind with someone I loved very much, and moved home to get my life together. I was in severe emotional pain of all kinds and wanted a distraction. Him. See this is where the lines blur and my confusion happens with him. I had left someone in the city I loved and wanted to be with, but couldn't as I had to return home to the country. He had encouraged me to be free and single, to do as I want, even to hook up with *Jonathon. All I needed was an excuse to see *Johnathon and I was there, and what I did was wrong. I met him one arvo, and he told me to jump in his car, as he drove out into the bush I felt anxious, knowing what I was doing was wrong, but I felt I was already there so I might as well do it. He looked so unwell, the worst I have ever seen him look. His face was drawn and his beautiful sheen was dull. I felt so worried for him as he explained his ex was making his and his daughter's life hard. I felt pain for him as he told me. There was no way he was lying, excluding major details maybe, but nobody could look that unwell and be lying. We had a quick pash, then he bent me over his passenger seat from outside the car and did me quickly from behind. All he wanted was to get off. He didn't give a shit about my pleasure or my needs, just his own, blaming his current situation on having to leave so fast. As he drove me back to my car he asked all the questions he could, trying to make me feel needed and important. My gut churned. I felt like I had cheated and possibly you could count it as that. I hurt myself, and he hurt me by treating me like some random piece of arse. I did that to myself and I deserved the sickening feeling that comes with being used. What was I trying to prove? That I was single and could do what I wanted? It wasn't worth it that's for sure.
By Nila Dear6 years ago in Humans
1 + X = L
It has been three years since they both parted ways after what seemed like an eternity. The distance was decent but when feelings are heavy everything drags.
By Sherly Villatoro6 years ago in Humans
But What If They Changed?
What we can mourn more than an actual person, is the loss of what we thought could be with them. I had a long distance boyfriend years ago. I loved him SO MUCH. We spent HOURS—literal hours—fantasizing about our future life. What we would do, how we would spend our afternoons, what evenings would be like with our kids, the cars we'd drive, the house we'd live in, the sex we'd have, the vacations we'd take, to who would check us in at the airport and how cute we would be with our travel gear. I spent SO MUCH TIME in this make believe world I had created with him, that I don't think I even saw my reality. And here was the reality in this specific case; he wouldn't be done medical school for YEARS to come, wouldn't marry me because of religious differences, we would never live together, never mind have children, or travel to all the destinations we talked about. The reality was, we also fought—a lot. DAILY. And we'd argue over the kids we didn't even have. The marriage we hadn't even consumated yet.
By ashley sirianni6 years ago in Humans
The Princess and the Pauper
I had a friend who I loved and trusted very dearly. I feel like we all have had that kind of friend many, many, many times. And it usually ends the same. Something breaks that bond, that loyalty, and you're left with nothing but some anxiety for the next one to come.
By Kaelyn Fair6 years ago in Humans
The Pain of Falling out of Love
There's no falling, only fallen. When you know, you're already there. The realization, the clarity, the awareness; it all comes after when it's too late.
By M F6 years ago in Humans
I Can't Love Anyone After You
I can’t love anyone after you. It’s weird because I feel completely ready to move on. No, I don’t just feel ready to move on, I know that I am ready. There have been numerous guys after you, and I doubt there will be any less any time soon. So why can’t I love anyone after you? Good question, because I don’t actually know.
By Donna Sczygelski6 years ago in Humans
I Will Always Be My Own Priority
Typical "almost" relationship. We met at one of the places I have worked at. We maintained a professional relationship at work and a better friendship on a personal level.
By PJ Rose Solis6 years ago in Humans
Hollywood Ghost Story: Scared of Love Edition
GHOST STORY: AFTON PLACE, PART 1 This is a ghost story. It’s a real ghost story about a real house. You decide who the ghosts are.
By Camilla Rantsen6 years ago in Humans
To the Friends That Broke Me:
I’m slowing it down. Trying, so hard to write what I could never find the words to say. My chest is burning, heavy and all I want to do is smash my fist into something—anything, regardless of splitting bone. Tearing skin, scoring flesh—it never bleeds enough to let this bitterness seep out of my veins. You may as well try scoring into concrete. I don’t feel anything anymore, even if my body seems delicate and easily broken, I don’t flinch. And it’s because of you all.
By Elle White 6 years ago in Humans
A Letter to the Woman Who Couldn't Love Me
To a Figment in my Past, I don’t know if you could not or would not love me but, at this point it doesn’t matter. I told you that I wasn’t angry; I lied, I am irate, I am bitter. You made me feel worthless, after all that time, after everything I gave, I still wasn’t good enough. My gut was wrenching like my heart was being fed through a meat grinder, like I was nothing more than just a rotting pile of flesh, gutted and left for dead.
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency6 years ago in Humans
They Will Never Realize What They Lost
We all have someone from our past who we wish we hadn’t lost. Someone whose life events seemed to guide them in a direction away from us. Leaving us sad, lonely, and heartbroken. We’ve all experienced that wretched pang of despair when we say to ourselves: “One day they will realize what they’ve lost, and they’ll come back.” Or have said: “I hope that you find your way back,” or “one day you will see that I am the one for you.” The pain of letting someone go whom you don’t want to can not be described in words. There is no amount of beautiful verbiage that could illustrate the un-subsiding waves of sadness and desolation that will cripple you in times of misery. Whether it was something in their lives that pulled them away, like a career move or a bad decision, we all have someone we always thought would see the error of their ways and come back to right their wrongs.
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency6 years ago in Humans