“I’ve Had ENOUGH!” Reasons Why Some People Are Single

In life, there are things that we can consider uncertain and unpredictable. Some good things eventually come to an end. However, there are also people in our lives that we MUST cut off to maintain our peace.

Imagine being restrained from doing what you love and finally having the courage to let go and enjoy things. Well, these people from the Reddit Community shared their experiences with their breakups. Check these out!

1. Caught In The Act

I always felt in my gut that she was hiding something from me. One day, she left her email up on my computer, and I saw a reply to a Craigslist ad about some truck she and her HUSBAND were selling.

She had told me they had been divorced for a while. I called the guy and asked if they were currently together. 

He said yes, and I told him what she's been up to, and the rest is history.

Also, She was a compulsive liar. When she wasn't staying the night with me, she would tell me she was staying with her sister and vice versa with him. 

She would literally lie about almost everything that she could. She would argue with me about her age when I had her driver's license in my hand with her DOB right in front of my face.

I should have known the type of girl she would be when she wanted to make out with me in the dirty bathroom of a bar the first night we really hung out. 

About a week before I found everything out about her, I got tested and somehow had gotten chlamydia. I made sure I gave the husband a heads-up to get tested. I guess it's true what they say, "ya can't turn a witch into a housewife..."

amc528

It was nothing particularly dramatic or clear-cut, but more a conflict in our ways of being, which in some ways is a more nebulous problem and thus more difficult. Especially because I ended up obstinately ignoring the evidence of our incompatibility and almost completely effaced myself in a bid to harmonise with him and his ways. 

We were a terrible match, with the sort of extremely opposite qualities that can seem intriguing at first: he was unyielding, detached, intolerant, unbendingly certain of his tastes and preferences, and not prone to empathy; I was romantic, emotionally-driven, overly-empathetic, and ascribed too much of my own self-worth to his approval. 

Didn't recognise how toxic it was until I finally ended it in a moment of almost surreal frustration. Realised that I'd been left feeling powerless and almost completely lacking a sense of personal authority because I had allowed, even pushed for the relationship to continue at the expense of my needs.

So while I'm glad it's over, it's left me pretty conflicted and in the arduous position of having to deeply question a few things about myself based on the decisions I made. A good thing in the long run I suppose. Boundaries need to be reflected upon and nurtured.

gracelessjones

Planned on moving out together into a rental house closer to our college campus. Everything seemed to be lining up with her parents' approval after she'd been saving for a year out of high school. 

Finally, I was off to college and wanted to see other people. Got knocked up. 4.0, scholarships, and more are all down the drain at the moment. 

Tried to come back and ask me to help raise the child of the guy she left me for. I'm now happily living with my 3 closest friends instead and finally over her.

Also used the money I was saving for her birthday, Xmas, and anniversary gifts and bought a motorcycle. More fun to ride that, anyway.

Levonix

I spent years ignoring her, caught up in my own world while she languished without me being part of her life. I was physically there but not emotionally, sexually, or romantically. 

I made her fall out of love with me. The saddest part is that I never stopped loving her, even when I was self-absorbed and crazy.

Now that I'm not crazy anymore. I can't remember how I made her fall in love with me back in the day. I ruined our relationship and have no idea how to repair it.

[deleted]

I remember when I was in the relationship, I didn't give a darn. When I got dumped, it broke me, and all I could do was think about her for a very long time. 

I wanted her back so badly and tried to get her, which didn't work. After a while, I realized that since I had become so disconnected while I had her, I obviously wasn't happy in the relationship and really wasn't that "into" her. 

I wasn't happy or satisfied in the relationship. So why was I so torn up after she dumped me? I was lying to myself after we broke up and only remembered the good things about our relationship. 

The truth is, even if we did get back together, it would've turned into the same old crap within like 2 months. It hurts to lose someone, but you were obviously emotionally, sexually, and romantically absent for a reason. 

Why would it be any different the second time around? That's what I think about the relationship I was in, and it might be worth thinking about for you as well.

_swampdog_

We had difficulty dealing with our daughter and some failed investments. I got really sick. She decided she needed to spend time with another guy rather than give me support.

After 24 yrs of marriage and supporting her through 3 caesarian births, three other major operations, and seemingly continual conflict with her family.

Also, with the death of her father and a change in career, the one time I actually needed her support, she didn't give a darn.

daddy_oz

After nearly eight years, he couldn't communicate his feelings, he couldn't tell me he loved me, he couldn't commit to marriage, and he believed that the emotional part of a relationship was not a priority.

I ended things, and he didn't disagree with anything I said, which is as listed above, plus eight years of stagnancy rehashed.

We are still friends, and we care deeply for each other, but he finally admitted he wasn't in love with me and didn't always feel like marriage was right for us.

I told him that no matter how bad things could get, they were never bad; they just weren't growing. Love and commitment should always feel certain.

The fact that he never felt certain is why we aren't together, and I'm the one who made the decision. It stung, but it hurt more to be in love and not be loved in return.

The most tragic of all is that when I grew exhausted from fighting to be loved, I ended it. Now, I'm feeling the inkling of new love.

He's finally recognizing the needs I begged for weren't all that awful. It's hard for him right now, and it is sad to hear him express his feelings now that my love ran out.

JustJobot

Had this girl cheated on me, her best friend called me up and confessed what had been going on, saying that I was the best boyfriend my ex ever had.

But she was cheating on me as I was speaking to her friend on the phone. It took everything in my power not to go over there and break in on this show. 

I waited until the next day when she got home from her friend's place. All my stuff was packed by the door, and I was patiently waiting in the living room.

I then went on a two-hour lecture about everything I could think of. Trying to make her feel like a horrible person (pretty sure I accomplished this). 

She didn't say one word that whole time, didn't deny anything, didn't try to defend herself...she just took it. It actually freaked me out a bit, as we used to battle back and forth over things. 

I had a ring picked out and a plan to ask her to marry me. I dodged a bullet there.

sota31

She ended up becoming basically what I'd call a militant vegan at some point in our relationship. She was very picky and choosey about what was "okay," though.

For example, she’ll say milk was absolutely terrible, and you should feel ashamed for having it, yet half-n-half for her coffee was no big deal.  

Like, what you wanna eat is your business... I have no problems with vegetarians or vegans or whatever, but when you start aggressively pushing your extreme dietary beliefs onto others and giving them crap when they don't resonate, you can just back right off.

yearightpunk

Even though we were right for each other, it was simply the wrong time for her. Her father died in a house fire the day after our 4th date. 

She said she couldn't do a relationship at the time, I understood. A few weeks later, we started hanging out again as friends. 

We ended up giving it a further shot, and a month after that, she still just wasn't in a place where she felt she could invest emotionally, so she ended it.

PeaceOfMynd

The guy I loved for two and a half years left me for someone we worked with about 3 months ago.

I keep trying to tell myself something similar to this. He and I were like two goofy, weird, cynical peas in a pod. He was my best friend. 

Even when I was incredibly pissed off with him, he could make me laugh. In the end, though, neither of us was nor are currently in a place to be together, emotionally or socially. 

The sad thing is that he's in his early 30s while I'm in my early 20s. I know it's none of my business or concern anymore, but I worry about him getting his life together. He isn't happy, and it makes me sad to think he may never be.

winterhorn93

She got to clingy, so I said we should take a breather. So she stopped talking to me for a month. As I got home from a mid-shift (11 pm-7 am for those that do not know), I opened my door and started to undress to go to bed. 

I heard something move as I was about to get my first shoe off. I freaked the heck out and almost made it to the light when I heard, "Oh baby is that you...what time is it." 

I finally find the light switch and turn it on, and I pray this is just some prank, but no, she is in my bed looking at me. Now, at this point, I am sure many of you are wondering how she got in. 

WELL, I live on a military base and left my door unlocked because I figured who is gonna be dumb enough to break in? Well, back to the story, I started yelling at her, "Why are you in my room?" so she said, "Because I missed you, and I want us to get back together." 

I noticed something on the floor and realized she was butt-naked under the covers. So I ask her, "Why are you naked?" and she replies, "Because I want you back". I am so tired from working my shift, plus the amount of pure crazy she is emitting is freaking me out, so I tell her to get dressed and to please leave. 

She refuses, then throws off the covers and says she will not put on her clothes, nor will she leave till I am more reasonable. So I say fine and tell her then I will force her to leave and storm out of the house. 

I called up my buddy to see if he could help me out. He is an MP(military police) and was on shift at the front gate. He answers, and I explain the situation, so he tells me he will help out. 

10 Minutes later, eight squad cars show up with a full swat team and gear. I kid you not. I had to do a double take, and here comes my buddy, leading them to my door. I looked at him and said what the hell did you tell them was inside????? 

He looks at me and says a psychotic ex, so they tell me to stand back, and they go in the door, and she starts freaking out and refuses to leave and then proceeds to start chucking whatever she can get her hands on at the officers. 

She then runs out of the house( still butt-naked off by the way it was snowing), and the officer yells stop, I have a taser, she keeps running, then gets tased and lands face first in the snow…

onepunchman20

I awoke one morning to him not sleeping in the bedroom. Go out to find him on the couch. Tells me to go read a letter he had written. (Esl made the letter all the better).

I had three rules to live by in order to "stay together." First, all my money was to go into his bank account, and he would give me an allowance that he saw fit. 

Second, I was to euthanize my 3-year-old dog in the next two weeks merely because he was epileptic. Bonus tip. The dog is still alive 6 years later and hasn't had any seizures. 

Third, I was to move to rural Quebec, have no friends or family, and basically become a barefoot baby machine. All in a matter of 2 weeks. I still have the letter. 

He then refused to move out of the house. Had to have the police involved. Crying ensued. Stalked me for 5 years. I could go on and on. I was a 24-year-old living in BC. 

marsharargentino

I rang him after he'd been ignoring me for days. A girl answered. I asked her to please put me on to my boyfriend, and she laughed and said, "I think you mean your EX-boyfriend." 

I said, "Curse you big-nosed witch" and hung up. I never heard from him again. The girl who answered was his best friend's girlfriend, whom he'd been cheating on me with for most of our relationship.

Theinternetexplorer_

Questioned any friendship I had with females as me "sleeping with that witch." Would call me 37 times in a row if I didn't answer my phone. 

She got angry at me for taking her home once because she was pissing me off, so she started throwing a temper tantrum in my car and broke both passenger air vents. 

She would log in to my Facebook account and delete my female friends off Facebook. One night, after an actual peaceful night of dinner, TV, and make out, I got up to pee, and she went through my phone again. 

She saw a text from a girl in class that said, "Hey! Are u going to class tomorrow? I won't be there :( Can you email me anything important? " and she got angry, yelled at me, and threw my BlackBerry at me, and it hit my eyebrow and split it open.

I had to go to the hospital and get stitches. I got back to her place that night, and while she was apologizing and crying and trying to kiss me.

I packed up my stuff, walked into her roommate's room, hugged her sister (roommate) because she was cool, and then walked out the door and never spoke with her again.

She was crazy. The signs were there for years, but I really enjoyed getting to go over to her family's lake house and ride jet skis every other weekend. It was almost worth it.

Numbajuan

He texted me one day and said he wasn't happy after years of us not being emotionally mature and torturing each other. So we ended it, but he still came over to make out and told me he loved me.

That got me all mentally and emotionally messed up. After I got sick and tired of being crazy from his not answering my texts or phone calls, I finally separated myself from him for good. 

I'm in a new and better relationship now. After he stalked through my Facebook and saw pics of my new guy, he messaged me with a picture of his smiling face (yeah, pretty cringe).

He told me how happy he was for me and proceeded to tell me how he's been doing in his life ever since I cut off all contact. I wanted so badly to write back to tell him that even if his mother got run over by a bus, I wouldn't give a flying darn what's been going on with his life, but I kept my cool and just deleted the message.

[deleted]

Because no matter what I told him, he always bought wheat bread. ALWAYS. I hate wheat bread. We lived together for a year, and I didn't eat toast, sandwiches, or anything with bread at all. 

For everyone who wants to say I should have bought my own bread, I did, and he threw it away because "White bread is crap."

I'm in a new and better relationship now. After he stalked through my Facebook and saw pics of my new guy, he messaged me with a picture of his smiling face (yeah, pretty cringe).

He told me how happy he was for me and proceeded to tell me how he's been doing in his life ever since I cut off all contact. I wanted so badly to write back to tell him that even if his mother got run over by a bus, I wouldn't give a flying darn what's been going on with his life, but I kept my cool and just deleted the message.

[deleted]

He called me one night and told me to look up at the mountain that I could see from the 9th floor of the hospital I worked at. Told me the flashing lights I could see were him. Come to find out, he was making out with someone up there. 

I know, gross, right? I found out because he forgot to log out of Yahoo chat on my computer; it was some girl he met off the internet. 

And it was the best thing that's ever happened to me because after I dumped his disgusting ass, my best friend of 16 years asked me out, and we've been together since.

So, what made the ex worse than a cheater? First, he stole about 4k from me. Second, he wouldn't work. Third, he bangs his mom.

[deleted]

He was a jerkward. There were tons of red flags before I dated him (aka him talking about how all women were "witches" and that he was a meninist, followed by "chill, it was just a joke). But I had never been in a serious relationship before, and I was excited that someone liked me, so darn it, I dated him.

He would talk about how my roommates were hotter than me. He was a debbie-downer in the sense that he never, ever wanted to do anything. 

He would come over and insist on watching basketball for hours on end. He didn't drink, which is fine, but would complain if I went out without him. 

And if he did come with us, he would mope the whole time. Just an overall dread to be around.

savasanaom

We had an argument on the night before our wedding because he wouldn't stop backseat driving me. I got pissed and wanted some personal space. The next day (on our wedding day), instead of trying to talk it through with me or giving me space, he went outside our apartment to wait for his parents. 

He was crying, and I never knew he was crying until his mother stormed into our apartment (we took a lease together) and into our bedroom and started to scream at me. 

She looked like a giant bird flapping her wings and getting ready to attack me. Obviously, because of all that drama, our wedding got called off.

The next day, he went out early in the morning, and when he returned, he told me that I had to leave. He and his family kicked me out of a place I was legally entitled to be because I was paying rent too, so I went to the police to file a complaint. 

The police didn't take me seriously because, apparently, by being a man, you can't be a victim of what I was reporting.

Then he got furious and went to stay at his parents' place. On his way out, he confined me to leave the city he lived in before he came back.

Thankfully, some friends of mine from St Louis, MO, drove to Iowa to pick me up and took me away to STL. After staying with them for ten days, I was put on the streets again. 

I was homeless in STL for two months, bouncing from couch to couch. I made a wonderful network of friends there, though. I will never be able to thank them enough.

Oh, BTW, I am not American, and I live in South America. I went to the US on a fiancé visa that I paid for, on a flight that I paid for. I spent 6000 dollars on the visa fees, plane tickets, and the lease. I sold my car to afford to go to the US.

The visa expired two months after that, and I had to leave the US. Now, I am back in Bolivia, without a car, living with my emotionally abusive mother.

I just got a job after months of unemployment and severe depression, and I am trying to get back on my feet. Life is getting better. 

Oh, I met a new guy while in St Louis. We are in our fourth month together, trying a long-distance relationship until I get back in the US.

Afterward, we tried to be on talking terms, and he gaslighted me into believing it was all my fault. I believed it for a while. He never took his share of the blame. I went through it all in my head over and over again. It makes sense now.

[deleted]

It ended because she gave me an ultimatum. She and I were together for years, and I told her when we got together that I had no interest in marriage or kids.

So, if those were things she wanted, then this wouldn't work out. She said she didn't care if she was married and didn't want kids. 

After a year, she moved into my house. Things were going great. Then her friends started to get engaged and told her I didn't love her because I wouldn't marry her.

Drove it into her head over and over again until the night she returned from the bachelorette party. She told me that if I didn't propose to her and we got engaged, then we were done. 

After a long conversation about why the sudden change and her knowing my views, she said we get engaged now, or it's over. 

I told her not to give me an ultimatum (I'm stubborn and will choose the opposite of what the person wants because how dare someone put someone else in that position) because she would not like my answer. She demanded her answer. 

So I said it looks like we are broken up then. She left crying. I told her she could stay till she found a new place. The next day, I left for work and came home (she cleared out all her stuff while I was gone).

I jumped into the shower like I always do first thing when I get home. When I was done with the shower, I realized she had taken every towel in the house! I had to dry off using the bathroom rug. 

She also left her dogs at my house. So now I own two dogs. She never picked them up, so they are mine now, and they are the best. So she can keep my towels. I have the two best dogs in the world.

THE_IRISHMAN_35

He went to sea and got posted to another state for a few months while the ship was in refit. They put him up in an apartment. Took him 3 days to go out and band some other chick. 

Then she became his mistress. 4 months later, I finally found out. When I went to visit him and see what was going on, I thought he may have had money problems from alcohol and whatnot. 

His place was literally a bachelor's pad. No signs of a wife or 2 kids. 8 years together, 6 married. 3 days after I found out, I sent his mistress a text of our kids. 

He texted me back, saying, "Leave my partner alone."  She was pregnant three months later. He left me with no money, two kids, and 28 days to get out of the house.

dml180283

She decided a man on the other side of the planet would "be there" more than I was. She told him I was horrible and didn't care for her and all that bs. 

She wanted a divorce and moved out. She refused to actually file for divorce for months, and I found out that was because she used my money to fly over and bang this dude.

Eventually, I got the ball rolling for the divorce. The other guy actually found out that I'm a pretty decent man and did everything I could for that woman.

That upset him; he never intended to break up a marriage, and he wouldn't forgive her for lying to him about me.

In the end, after I effectively paid for her trip to Cheatersville and the divorce, we never did get divorced. The other guy broke up with her a few days before we filed our paperwork, and she ended everything.

binary10110

I could feel myself starting to string her along.

She was the antithesis of my previous girlfriend, and in a lot of ways, that's exactly what attracted me to her. She is stable, ambitious, and a really great person. I found the problem was it lacked a spark of something.

I began to look at her, and I didn't feel anything. Unfortunately, the physical attraction wasn't there either. Around that time, I started to realize we weren't a great romantic match and we'd be better as friends.

In theory, I could have married her and lived a very comfortable, contented lifestyle. I know I wouldn't have been truly happy, though; consequently, she deserves someone who is. Great girl, though, and I really do hope we stay friends.

HSK8

I was younger (27 now) and really stupid. I thought her constant bickering and whining about my changing schedule was her being clingy and having trust issues. 

I didn't realize that this woman loved me no matter how I looked (picture her as insert Victoria's Secret model name here and me as Fat Jonah Hill) or what I did with my life... She just wanted to spend time with me. 

I thought of her constantly getting mad at me, not remembering her schedule or getting hurt by me, saying I was tired of being the only one spending money when she was saving for a house and for a better car for me. 

I thought her talking about children and family was just stupid girl stuff and that she'd just wait till someone better came along and then jump ship when she really did want a family with me and a loving marriage. 

I thought that I grew tired, bored, and angry at her every time she cried or fought with me. I was stupid... And young. I lost the greatest and most caring and beautiful woman I'd ever met. Someone who I only realized when it was too late that she really truly loved me and cared about me and me alone. 

A woman who would throw every little thing in her life away just to be with me. And I lost her because I was arrogant, selfish, rude, and had an ego and wanted to play video games more than spend time with a girl who'd let me do that with her and be interested in it or would just read a book while I did it.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't regret it, that I don't think of her, that I wish I didn't mess up my entire life because now I'm fatter, sitting alone in a one-bedroom apartment by myself with a car that's falling apart and alone and unable to find a woman who will even give me the time of day.

I learned my lesson and will never take anyone or anything for granted again. But it will never make the pain disappear, because every day I know she's with her known man who treats her exactly how she deserves...

DinoGorillaBearMan

She went off to college and cheated on me at pretty much the first opportunity she had. I couldn't live with myself or anything in general, and she still wanted to stay friends with the guy. 

I said heck no, that's not how things work. It's him or me...And she picked him. 4 hours ago. I'm currently trying to pick up the pieces. I never had any goals except to be happy together with her. 

That's all I really needed. I love my job, but I just wanted to leave for those last 3 hours. I have no idea what to do with myself. Video games aren't fun, and I hate my friends.

I just don't know.

TheEpicTurtwig

He needed a Visa and asked me to marry him. Thought it was the real deal. We got married after four months of knowing each other. The interview cleared, and he finally started traveling for work with a new ID in hand. 

Spent weeks out of town, and I wouldn't hear from him. Bills would come and go, but I couldn't deal with them because he wouldn't pick up his phone. He's out on business, and I finally turn on our phone GPS to find out he's at a strip club in Utah. 

I suggest we spend some time apart to think about our relationship and then work on it. The next morning, he wants a divorce. I came back two days later to get some things of mine.

There was another woman's toothbrush on the sink and a thong on the side of the bed I bought us. I let him keep it.

ButItsATrap

She cheated on me while I was deployed to Iraq. Came home to find out she had been looking up how to divorce me. Somehow, we managed to stay married for 4 more years, though only one of them was separated. 

At that time, she cheated on me, and I cheated on her. We always kept saying that we'd give it a real try, but we never did. One day, she was on her way to work when she had a mental breakdown and drove herself to the hospital. 

She ended up getting committed and spent a week and a half in the mental ward. Diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder, Bi-Polar, and Obsessive Compulsive tendencies. 

Used her being "crazy" as an excuse for everything. "I can't do X because I'm crazy!" Finally, one day, I came home from work to find my house empty. I thought I got robbed. 

Took a second and noticed it was only her and my son's stuff that was missing. About 30 seconds later, I got an email titled: "You probably hate me right now." I won't lie. I did. 

It took us a year to get divorced because we had no idea if we actually wanted to go through with it or not. In the end, we did, and I couldn't be happier. She's remarried, and I'm in a pretty serious relationship.

b3lial

I was totally and absolutely infatuated with her. She was my first love, and she could do no wrong even though we were a long distance apart, and she spent more time talking to her ex than she did me. 

She eventually left me for him, then fast-forward a year, and we started talking again. Resume the infatuation. I left school, moved hours away to live with her, and then we moved back to where I previously went to school the following semester. 

Then, I totally and absolutely lost interest in her. After 4 years of utter devotion and understanding of anything she ever did...I was done. It was like a light switch. 

I spent zero time with her, avoided her, and we stopped making out. She left me and messed around for a while until settling down. We're both happily married now, but I always look back on that time in my life as very bittersweet.

There's a whole lot more to the story than this, but this is the gist. She's tried to get in touch since, but I've told her I'm happy and I want to keep it that way.

I_Like_Eggs123

She just kind of fell out of the relationship. It was subtle; some strange friction was building up for a few months, but I didn't know anything was seriously wrong.

Not until the day we had The Talk. 5 years of my life for, "I'm sorry, I just don't love you anymore," and a couple of other excuses that made little sense.

In hindsight, it was for the best. But there's almost nothing more soul-emptying than having the woman you had loved for a quarter of your life at the time tell you it's done and not give you a reason. Closure is an important thing...

The_Dipster

Mine was emotionally abusive - she would withhold affection from me (knowing how much of an affectionate guy I am), act distant because she knew how much it hurt me, etc. 

I put up with that for about 2 years, and the only reason it ended was because we both had to move across the country from one another. Thank goodness for that because it allowed me to see things clearly (eventually). 

I looked back at it and thought, "Darn, all my friends were right. She was awful." I was just too worried and caught up in the relationship that I didn't wanna do anything that would hurt it, and that is a terrible reason to have for not bringing up a problem or issue you have. 

I really wish I could get back the time wasted on her that could have been spent with friends and family. On a better note, I'm now seeing this amazing woman, and we've been together for almost a year now; everything is awesome. 

There's a lot of communication. If any issues come up we immediately discuss and resolve them, it's amazing. I didn't realize that this is how a relationship is supposed to be, and I'm loving every second of it.

[deleted]

We started dating young, were together for a long time and became different people. He was emotionally manipulative and abusive, he made me feel like he tolerated me rather than loved me (and even then, just barely), and I naively thought marriage would make things better (spoiler alert: it didn't). 

He used the threat of divorce and his higher earnings to control me. He talked badly about any friends I tried to make and would forbid me from going out or seeing them. 

I fell for someone else who loves me for who I am, and I left my ex for him, so my ex's side of the story would likely skew toward this latter piece as the crux of the split, but I'd given up long before I even met the new guy.

I was just too afraid of what would become of my life if I left and had accepted the narrative that I was terrible and nobody could like me since even my husband couldn't. In the end, I was homeless for a month, crashing on a friend's couch, and had to drop out of college in my last semester.

But I'm legitimately the happiest I've ever been now. I should have handled it better, and I wish I had, but as happy as I am now and as miserable as I was for most of the decade with my ex, I can't bring myself to regret it. 

I can't even regret the wasted years with my ex because if things hadn't gone the way they had, I might never have met my current SO, and I might not be as aware of the bs I would never tolerate again from a partner.

augusttremulous

My ex-wife is my ex directly because she left the apartment for the weekend and said she'd never come back and then showed up the day after I went on a bender and was on the border of ending everything.

She came with a restraining order, removing me from the apartment. This, by the way, was less than a month after she got arrested for threatening me with a knife. 

Go figure. She was also emotionally abusive for years and just overall the worst wife.

cougardraven

Went to China to visit her family for Christmas. A month later, I got a text saying, "My family has decided to give me an extended vacation. Whew! I needed a break from school anyway."

She's a terrible, terrible liar, and that tripped all my alarms immediately. Turns out her family stole her green card and passport and told her she would never return to the US unless she married some random ass stranger twice her age to seal some business deal for her father.

I hired a lawyer, bought her a ticket home, and arranged a taxi to get her to her flight. She chose the stranger, and I lost almost all of my money in the process and had to miss out on a whole semester of school to afford the lawyer, which means now I have to start my engineering program ALL OVER AGAIN.

It's been a year, and some days, I can barely find a reason to get out of bed and mourn for the happier times, and other times, I want to call her up and exploit every emotional weakness of hers and destroy her. I also seem to have developed a complex where interacting with Asian women steadily enrages me.

Dunder_Chingis

One banged four guys after she moved back home. A few months later, she wound up pregnant, and she and her family requested a DNA test. 

I paid out the $500 for the test, and I did a mix of a Superbowl touchdown dance and a guy on Maury dance when I found out that I was NOT the father.

The last ex is a little darker. I found her comatose and having shat herself after; I'm still not really sure what. She had lesions on her brain, though, and that was terrifying enough. I was going to propose to her when I got home that night. 

Her dad asked me to dig around and find out what was going on at the time that it happened, and I found out that she, too, was cheating on me. I felt like such a jerkward when I left her. 

I showed up several times, but she was in the ICU for a long time. After she got transferred, I gave her a call and sent her a few texts, and I still feel like a jerkward about telling her that it was over while she was recovering.

strangef8

Sadly, it wasn't us, and it was the situation around us that caused stress on our relationship. Problems with money, careers, visas and cultural differences caused us to lash out at each other in ways totally unfair to the opposing partner.

One day, she sat me down and just sort of abruptly ended it. Of course, at first, I was angry, confused & hurt. All of the feelings we try so hard to avoid every day suddenly came flooding in at once, but after some time, I realized she did the right thing, and I even thanked her for it.

Things get better & easier every day, but they are still weird. We support each other and care about each other. It's funny to write, but we both helped each other get through our own breakup. 

There was never any nasty fighting at the end either, but that's probably because, during our relationship, there was no abuse & no infidelity. The situation and position of our lives at that time just didn't allow things to work. 

We just talked through everything & were always honest about our feelings. Just two adults working through a tough situation. I started university and went through a complete career change. She dove even further into her work & study, and now we are both much better people because of it.

We both still feel like soul mates to each other and talk every day, but sadly, the relationship we worked on for four and a half years just didn't work. But hey, we gave it a damn good try & sure had a great time together along the way!

OutoflurkintoLight

He told me I wouldn't ever be successful enough to support myself. Shamed me and said, "It was sinful," when I wanted to be intimate with him. However, when HE wanted to be intimate, it wasn't a problem. 

Called me stupid to my face for my political and religious beliefs. He would talk to other women behind my back, break up with me when he thought it would go somewhere with them, and when he realized it was a dead end, came crawling back to me begging and apologizing.

After 4 years of this pathetic cycle, I met my current boyfriend, the most wonderful person I've ever met. When my ex found out I had found someone else, he pulled me into a corner at a party and yelled at me.

jozhop

She had anxiety disorders, a drinking problem, and three kids that I became a stepdad to. Her Dad died, and her Mother came to live with us, which would have been fine, but she actually had a house only a 10-minute walk away. 

Her Mother took our bed while we slept on a mattress in the lounge... for three years. Her two sisters were almost daily visitors along with their kids to see their mother, and they rarely left before midnight.

When her mum finally moved out, she started going out with her sisters (and mother) to local bars and staying out pretty late while I stayed home and watched the kids. Her own brother tried to warn me that she wasn't just 'drinking.' 

Later, I showed her how to use the internet, and within a year, she had replaced me with someone she met on a chat site online, despite my still being married to her, supporting her and the kids. 

He moved in pretty much the day after I moved out. Once my divorce came through, she married him. And he walked out on her a month later. What goes around

Whiffenius

Because her mom was an obsessive-compulsive pseudo-intellectual feminazi, I realized how much of her crap she had programmed into my girlfriend. 

Freaking rich white women living off the hard work of a successful man had the nerve to bring up how hard women have it every time we sat down for dinner. The mom actually looked me in the eye and said that women are the superior gender. 

Oh really? Is that why you went straight from your filthy rich daddy's wallet to your new rich husband's and never worked a day in your life? Way to ruin your superiority by milking it for 60 years and not contributing anything to society except a couple of spoiled daughters and neighborhood gossip.

One day, the mother and later my girlfriend attacked me for upwards of an hour about how "all video games are violent and sexist" even though they've never played one, and I just couldn't get through to them how ignorant that statement was. 

I tried to explain that just like any form of media/art/entertainment, video games offer various content and experiences. All I got back was literally, "No, they don't. all women in video games are just scantily clad witches, and all you do is shoot people."

It's like, how can you be so ignorant and rude while preaching about how liberal and open-minded you are at the same time? 

My girlfriend said something about me getting rich and renting a lovely house that she could come live in, and I realized she was pulling the same exact crap as her mom. You don't deserve any of my hard work. Go be somebody else's biggest mistake. You're not that cute, anyway.

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Because she wasn't really dating me. She was dating some person in her head that she thought I was. She would constantly make decisions for the two of us in a weird way. 

Like she'd want to see a movie but decide that I don't want to see it without ever asking me (and quite contrary to my taste in movies) and much more serious stuff. 

She'd also almost never ask me for my opinion or share anything with me. I spent so long trying to be as open, agreeable, and willing as possible until I finally gave up and left her. I hope she and her imaginary boyfriend are doing well.

Kublai_Khant

Really unfortunate timing. I met her about 5 years ago at my old college's Homecoming when I was 25 and she was 19. Much more of an instant attraction to her than I normally ever get with anyone. We started talking a lot, and then we officially started dating a couple of months later while I lived 2 hours away.

At first, I thought I didn't put in the effort I should have. She's easygoing, so I'd cancel plans if they conflicted somewhat with other plans I might have had or if something in my business came up. 'Long Distance' dating isn't always a death sentence, but it's definitely not easy to START a relationship that way.

We broke up, and I started doing a lot of soul-searching. I realized that I was the reason it wasn't working because of my lack of effort, so the next time I saw her I laid that out on the line and we wanted to try it again.

From that point on, it was like the roles reversed. I would make a lot of effort to make plans, only to be met with the same "only if it works for me" mentality I used to have. I don't think it was ever intentional on her part, but it hurt and it made me realize I hurt her a bunch of times. We broke up again and stopped talking for about a year.

Since then, we'd randomly started texting one another just to catch up. If we knew we were both in the same area, we'd start talking a lot and grow distant again. It was an ugly cycle. 

Quite, literally this past Friday, I finally came to the realization that I don't want it to be like this anymore, and she's not really the person I thought she was while wearing my rose-colored glasses the last 4 years.

These types of breakups are always the hardest IMO. If someone cheats on you, that is someone clearly disrespecting your relationship and an instant deal breaker.

If no one really does anything especially terrible, you always have that lingering thought in your mind of, "I really think she might be the one I'm supposed to be with. Just bad timing ruined it all." It dragged on way too long in my life, and I probably didn't let other people in because of it.

kpkost

Quite simply - he just didn't care. This led to him being inconsiderate, selfish, and just plain mean. On New Year's, he asked me to put on something nice and that we could have dinner. So I turned down all my friends. 

I threw on a dress, wore my best shoes and waited. 11 p.m - nothing. 12.15 - nothing. I called at 12.30, and he cut my call. I changed into pajamas at 1.00 a.m. and called him, but he cut the call again.

I cried myself to sleep at 3 a.m. I called him again at noon the next day. He simply said he had work and he forgot to call. Freaking forgot.

I didn't leave him even then. He had just stared up, and I understand how stressful it can be. But over the next two months, I noticed everything was always about him, his problems, and his life. 

I realized his start-up could take off, and his life could settle. But my problems or I will never be important enough for him. Because it was quite simple- he just didn't care. He didn't care enough, and he didn't care at all.

cakehole07

I disciplined her son. I take full responsibility for it, too. He kept headbutting me in the mouth, and when I told him to stop, or he'd hurt himself, he did again even harder.

I got upset, not because he hurt me, but because I specifically told him he could get hurt if he kept doing it. Well, he hit me hard enough to be smart, but he was laughing. 

I spanked him on his monkey's ass cowlick (spiral on the top of your head) and spanked him a little too hard. I didn't put him to the ground or deliberately try to hurt him, but I did. 

He got scared, started crying, and my gf got pissed. 2 days later we were broken up. Now, it's a year later, and I still miss them. And now I have to live with that mistake.

zondwich

Met a girl after a bad breakup. She was new fun, and we hit it off. She told me she has a 5-year-old daughter. I am a young single male in my late 20s and have no experience with children, nor did I want any, but I liked her. 

She was caring and loving, but she had secrets. Her baby's father was a run-of-the-mill low-life and was in and out of jail. I couldn't for the life of me wonder why she would put herself through years and years of his crap, but it was none of my business. 

Seemed like every week, there was a new problem. She was bringing her daughter into my life very quickly, it seemed. Then the secret came out that she was being evicted and was behind in rent for 4 months. 

A few weeks later, her car had been repossessed from my parking lot because she was behind almost $1,200 on her payments. This was all the while she was going out a couple of nights a week getting wasted, knowing she had massive debt, stumbling into my house at 5 AM, and also knowing I had a big boy job to go to at 7 AM.

She started bringing her daughter around more. She started talking about moving in together and marriage and, spending time with my family and having "family night" with her and her daughter. 

I let her move in....the pictures of her daughter started going up, my place started getting packed, and she started to ask me to babysit while she worked. I felt like all of her stress was being placed on me. I would come home after working all day and walk into an absolute mess and a kid crying. 

This started to affect my job. I would come home and clean for two hours, and it would just happen again the next day. I felt like I was babysitting two children. I had a long talk with her and said this is not how it should be. 

It should be a two-way street in a relationship. She stepped up and made some changes, but still, she wanted to go do these extravagant things when she didn't have a dime to her name. 

She told me she didn't feel comfortable living with me if she didn't pay. I agreed she would pay a tiny amount a week, and every single week, I had to fight her to get it. 

That lasted about 3 weeks before it stopped. Her car payment is now behind three months again, and her bank statement reported she was a grand negative.

Tukiro

Up and down, in and out relationship. You stick around because the beginning was so great. But then you tank, and everything sucks. But then it gets to be okay, and that's nice. But then you tank again, then rise up a little bit back to okay, etc.

And it just keeps going. And the okay keeps getting closer and closer to the bottom. Eventually, I felt like I just needed out.

We had a clean break. It's been a good year because I started seeing this one guy where things are always great and occasionally kind of rocky, but it always goes back to the same amount of great. I like it.

elynnism