It was very dumb and looking back I really can’t understand why I felt so strongly, but when I was in high school it really felt like the end of the world/my life was ending. I cried so hard I couldn’t breathe and blasted songs like this at full volume.

The same way as you. I was really proud I did it so well.

Intense emotional pain I couldn’t get away from, which lasted a very long time. The sense that I can’t trust anyone. Mild psychosis where I would temporarily convince myself we would get back together, despite trying hard to accept it and not think this way, just getting my thoughts overpowered by emotion. The feeling that who I am as a person does not exist anymore. Briefly feeling less pain by finding reasons to be angry, but not being able to maintain that anger. Eventually the pain subsided years later when I forgot what it felt like to be around her. Still have nightmares sometimes though.

Confused and conflicted. My first long term relationship was with a woman where we realistically had little chance of a future – she had become unemployed during our time together, and she didnt see any reason to get another job for the two years it dragged on for after that. Then she started saying I, as the guy, should pay for a house for us to move into together, even though it’s unrealistic for a regular guy to buy a house in his early adulthood, especially on a single salary.

Shortly after that, she had what I can only describe as some sort of mental break down. She started claiming she was an angel from another planet, and that her time playing mmos was preparing her for the true reality that every person is just an avatar and shit. She started self-harming/cutting. I couldn’t support her in this, and I couldn’t really see a clean way to get her help other than informing her immediate family (who all sorta noped out of helping). She still continued to imply I should be buying us a house together etc, which I absolutely couldn’t do, nor would I want to cohabitate with a nutter. So we split.

Saw her months after the breakup for coffee/catchup, said she was training to be an exorcist through some shady guy who was paying her $5 a day to take care of his severely disabled parents. She implied exorcisms were done through certain sexual acts sometimes. So she seemed like she was clearly getting seriously taken advantage of due to her broken mental state.

Felt bad for her, glad that I’d ‘dodged a bullet’. Though really the scars from that whole thing likely contributed to the reason I’m an old single person who’s noped out of dating ;p

On today’s episode of What Could Possibly Go Wrong, a young, hypersexual girl announces to the internet that she is recently single. Let’s take it over to Kevin who’s live on the scene, and see how events unfold…

First guy ended up gay. Not that I have an issue with that, it was the lies and using me as a cover for his very religious family that stung.

Second cheated. Also stung

Third was actually a decent guy, I ended things with him because we just weren’t compatible. That also kinda hurt because I didn’t want to hurt him!

anyone else never had one? married my first gf and it’s been a couple decades now lol

Miserable. But as the old saying goes: nothing gets you over the last one like getting under the next one.

Love lost hurts, but love isn’t rare. You’ll find it.

RIP your inbox

First one was reasonably calm. We figured out that it would not work in the long run, cried a bit, and stayed friends for a few years.

Second breakup threw me completely off. I was sad for years, one could use the word depressed but I’ll refrain from doing so unless someone professional issues the diagnose.

I’m 37m now. I was with my first gf from age 18 to 24. I was a wreck for years. I didn’t go on a date for at least a year. I didn’t have sex for 2 years. I didn’t get into another relationship for 5 years.

We had kinda been circling the drain for a while, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise at the time, but I didn’t know any world without her and I was scared to end it.

Looking back, it was one of the best things that ever happened to me, but in the moment it was awful. I was a depressed wreck for years.

Confused.

I didn’t even know we were dating. I took a friend to see LOTR because she was just as into fantasy as me. A few days later, she “broke up” with me saying she wasn’t ready for a relationship. I was like “What? but we’re not dating?”

I’m also curious about this. I never had a breakup. Been married for 12 years.

Despite being in my mid 30s I never had one. But I was rejected by someone I fell head over heels for. That was… bad enough, really.

Really awful. We had been together for about 2 years and she just… disappeared. Lack of closure and not knowing if she was even safe was tough. Years later she contacted me and told me what happened.