Welpers

[Fire_Crotch132074]

Well I'm bored and I haven't started a thread in a while so now I am! So me and my girlfriend broke up and we're both sad. But I guess everything is getting better, she stoped crying and now we're jokeing around on the phone with Livid Magdalen. So I guess things are all better now, well maybe not all better, she thinks I only went out with her for sex, which is totally wrong because I loved her (I never ment it truely before her) and she just says Bull**** which is not cool, but if she thinks that. Ohwell I told her thats not true but if she wont believe me, thats her problem. Well anyways I'll turn this into a little story of the person who broke my heart thread. Tell your story and you'll get a cookie!!! :mmm: Well I guess I'll see how good this works (if anyone posts on it) so have fun :) and remember....
:mmm: cookies :mmm:

[MammaStar]

Too many sad stories. Can't pick just one.

Well, there is one. Seems like I wasted 8 years of my life with him and finally got the courage to call t quits. He broke me. My heart, my spirit.

But 2 years later, I found it all again and that's when I met Eshallet. So see, out of the darkness and all that....

Can I have my cookie now?

[Fire_Crotch132074]

maybe one day. I'm eating them right now so...

[Flaire-FireStar]

Dang...I don't have any sad stories of that like.



Do I get a cookie anyway?

[Fire_Crotch132074]

No cookie for you! :mad:

[SpikesPet5150]

A year after he first started telling me he loved me, the boy I was dating... he took it back.

When I was 16, he told me that he loved his guitar more than me... and it was a cheap Peavey. Hell, if it was an Ibanez RG or somethin, I'd be like, thats ok, I love it more than me too.

And then I married him.

He told me I looked fat in my shiny pretty lacy nightgown on our Honeymoon. Needless to say, I spent the night in the bathroom crying. And by the way, I did NOT look fat. It was very flattering.

Then 9 months into the marriage he had an affair with a 14 year old ugly girl.

I left him. Quickly.

Yup, it was sad.

Can my cookies be Oreo's please? :)
~Bree

[Myst]

I saw the pic Bree, you looked gorgeous and he can kiss my @$$. :mad: You deserve cookies *and* a big boot to kick him upside the head.

[Raynewitch]

I was tormented by a guy for 3 years. He knew how much I loved him and used and abused me terribly. His trick was to be sweet and kind etc when we were alone.....and a complete bastard around others.

Though your story is waaaaaay worse than mine Bree :( Im sorry that happened.

[SpikesPet5150]

Thanks you guys... but honestly, I'm over it now. :) If nothing else, he taught me how to respect myself and be aggressive when it comes to what I deserve. :)

And RayneWitch.. mine was the exact opposite.. he would be sweet and kind around others (so no one knew how he treated me) and then he would be a jerk at home. But now I'm happy and fullfilling my dreams... and he's 25 and working at Pizza Hut and lives alone and last I heard, he's miserable. And I know it's bad of me.. but I can't help but think, "HA!" ;)

And Myst.. I'll share my cookies with you cause you said I looked gorgeous. hehe
~Bree

[Fire_Crotch132074]

I'd give you all cookies but I ate them all. Sorry don't hate me.:(

[SpikesPet5150]

*cries* I want cooooooookies!!!

:) hehe s'ok.. if I want cookies I can just bring myself to the store and get some.
~Bree

[Fire_Crotch132074]

Whoo!!! *wipes sweat from his forehead* thanks you for not being mad at me. ;)

[flar7]

*Brings in enough cookies for all.*

I have plenty of sad tales of the heart. But it is the recovery thats
important. It can take awhile, but you do get over it. Its nice if you
can part on equable terms and remain friends. Or at least not harbor
ill will.(not same as being happy when fate deals em a spanking, you didnt wish for it did you?)

And I am currently in love with a wonderful woman. We have so
many differences and similarities its stunning. The heart is amazing
in its ability to recover, while at the same time telling you know way
we cant do it, its over, give up! Never give up! Ever.

Help yourselves to the cookies, think well of your ex's (as well as you can)
and enjoy....or at least try to perk up!;)

[Mithrea]

Okay, I should not have viewed this thread . . . felt bad enough all ready . . . :(

My worst one I was with for over three years. He proposed once, then started cheating on me two weeks later. We took a break, became friends again, started dating again and after another year he proposed again. He dumped me a month later. Now he's married to that other girl because he said I was too "good" lolololololo what a freak! And there have been many others but none that destroyed my self esteem so permanently. . .

I'll get my own cookies and ice cream and sqeeze cheese and fuzzy navels now thank you :D

[Bethra]

I have a sad story but it has a happy ending.
11 years ago I met a man who swept me off my feet. He was big and stronge and I thought he would protect me. I lived with him for a while and then when I was nearly 21 we got married. We had had some troubles but nothing to indicate the way it would go in the end. About 3 months into our married life he began to become insanely jelous, he would start arguments over past boyfriends and he would call me names like slut and so on. I put up with it thinking that he would realise I was with him and that the past didn't mean a thing. Wrong he crushed my spyrit and then he moved onto physical abuse, by this time I was to weak to fight and too scared to leave so I endured it. I wont give you all the details since it is pointless to go over this and pick apart each incodent. I got numb to it in the end and I even liked it better when he got physical as aposed to the mental torture of haveing my free will ripped from me verbaly. Anyway after 4 yrs of desperatly trying to have a baby I got pregnant. I thought maybe that would show him I loved him and for a while I realy belived it had changed him but one day the nasty him came back but it was worse. When my son was 3 it began again and I endured it untill he was 4. I got talking to people on the net and realised I wasn't allown (since he had driven all my friends away over the years)
One guy asked me strate out if he hit me and finaly I admitted it to someone. Once I heard the words come out I knew I had to get out if only because I didn't want my son growing up seeing a down troden shadow of his formerly vibrent mother. Also I didn't want him to grow up thinking it was ok to treat women like that because I put up with it. That was 4 yrs ago and I'm am stronge again. It's been a ruff few years but we made it through. I was hurt and scarred for a long time but I met a man who I know will never treat me like that and he has helped me trust men again.
I still flinch from volatile arguments and I shake when I see viloent acts but it's an automatic reaction now and I don't go into instant defencive mode.
As for the x well he had a stroke which left him week and powerless which was when his then girlfriend taught him what it feels like to get beaten by someone more powrfull than yourself and guess who gave him a lift home after his battering? Yes me and I got a heart felt apology as he learnt what it was like to be week and defencless that day. I didn't gloat but I did feel vindicated and I am now ever the believer in kama. What goes around realy does come around and he learnt that the hard way. He learnt humility for that day and if he forgets the lesson so be it but I don't think he ever will. He no longer tries to fill his sons head with how lonely he is or how much he wishes I'd come back to him or how much he has changed. He knows now that there is no going back as he knows the feeling of powerlessness and I know the feeling of power.

[SpikesPet5150]

*hugs Mithrea* :) Just remember I love you.
~Bree

[Fire_Crotch132074]

Man... Some of these stories are really sad and depressing. Well atleast everyone has or is getting over what happened. :) anyway keep telling your broken heart stories to everyone.

[Haedis]

Hmm my ex boyfriend (the father of the child that I miscarried yesterday) is a psychopath who I continue to feel sorry for, which makes it difficult to stop him from putting me on guilt trips about everything and anything. I'm making improvements though, and atleast he's my ex.

Ahh good old self- pity. "Its like pissing yourself in a blizzard: a very warm feeling for a very short amount of time."

*takes a cookie and scampers off with it*

[Myst]

aw christ not you too? *sighs* I'm glad he's your ex.

[SpikesPet5150]

*****HUGS TO EVERYONE*****

I guess no one's life is easy, huh?
~Bree

[PeleRising]

wow guys... so many stories... Mine is a bit different. Very different actually!

The person who broke my heart... was my mom. :( She was my best friend. even after i got married.. she and i would spend lots of time together every week... my daughter absolutely adored her Mimi Pat. My sister who lived down south got pregnant... with twins... and she had a 2 1/2 yr old at home. She needed help when she started having probs with the pregnancy. My mom and dad decided to move to be with her and help out. So my dad went to live with my sis and mom packed up their home.. sold it... and made all the arrangements. Unfortunately... my hubby and i were in the middle of a move at the same time and he came down with chicken pox and gave it to our 4 yr old. I had no time to help her.. so she did it all herself. she started having a lot of indigestion... and i got her to go to the doctor about it... Then dad came home and they drove the uhaul to my sisters... 12 hours away. Right when they left... my mom took my face in her hands and said she would always be there for me... and that she loved me. 2 days later my dad called ... Mom had died.. a massive coronary. They couldnt revive her. They told us it was partly cause she smoked for so long.... a habit that i had asked her from an early age to stop. For 7 years i have been angry with her. Really really mad that she died.. i know its not logical... my story is really very different eh? but my heart is broken nonetheless... but... i can say its mending now... as i finally admitted that there was a problem and got some help!!! :) ... Does anyone have a chocolate chip cookie? I could sure use one! ;) ( and maybe a mudslide)

[Mithrea]

Originally posted by SpikesPet5150
*hugs Mithrea* :) Just remember I love you.
~Bree


Thanks babe. I love you too.

Okay I'm not looking at this thread anymore. I can't take it. :(

((((((((HUGS))))))))) to everyone.

[Danustouch]

Hmmmm..i have a fairly long list of em two. I'll limit myself to two.

When I was 15, I got involved with a 26 year old man. He claimed to be head over heels with me, said he was going to take me away from my awful homelife, etc, etc. And I was absolutely cowed by the fact that this older man would take an interest in me. He bought me nice presents (not expensive ones, but cute little things) made me feel really pretty, and desireable, dedicated songs to me (our song was "wonderful tonight" by Eric Clapton)
etc. When my parents found out, they threaghtened to take him to court. So we backed off. He began seeing my best friend shortly after, while still professing to be in love with me. Years went bye, and I still loved him in my heart of hearts. And I got together with him a few more times. We started seeing eachother while I was going through a really rough time, personally, and then found out, he was engaged the entire time! Which..yes..i'd asked him about, and he lied about. Said he was single. Etc. Ugh!

Second. The first pagan man I ever dated. Fell head over heels again. He did the "flowers" candle light dinner, meet the parents, meet all the friends, moonlight dips in the ocean, strolls on the beaches. Vacations to nice places, etc thing with me. During the course of our dating, he discovered a lump on his neck, which was found to be cancerous. I wanted to be there for him through it all, but he started to back off. Then he decided to move away to another state, where he could be better cared for. At one point, he asked me to go with him. But, at some point, he started to distance himself, and withdraw. And then he moved away, didn't return my calls, or anything. Finally, when I did get a hold of him, i told him that I couldn't go on worrying about him from such a distance, it was driving me crazy. We broke up. He got over the Cancer. But I didn't get over the heartache of losing him for quite some time afterwards. Even today, i feel a tug on my heart when I remember him. He's married now. And every once in a while, emails me just to let me know he's ok. I was CRUSHED when I lost him.