breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
Everything I Want to Say
You are probably wondering why I sent this to you. I don’t want you to feel bad. I want you to know what I wanted to say, what I was feeling, and what I went through. This “story” is one sided because I have no possible way of knowing how you feel or wanted from me. If you want me to know how you feel, then tell me. Don’t leave me in the dark. I still worry about you and want the best for you and if that isn’t me, I will learn to accept that.
By Lillie Mogharbel8 years ago in Humans
The Day I Went Back to My Ex
It’s weird seeing someone you tried to hate for so long. I was supposed to hate a guy for breaking my heart and wanting someone else. I always believed he was only seeing me because he wanted someone to lean on if the other girls weren’t available. He was on Tinder while he was dating me and he did tell my “friend” that he was down for anything, but my heart still had hope and my mind told me there will never be anyone better than him. He was the boyfriend that I always dreamed of, he was tall, had a car and didn’t have to hide me from his parents. Perfect, we were perfect. But once the rose-coloured glasses come off, you see the real person.
By Rajpreet Sahota8 years ago in Humans
Worst Date That Lead to Worst Breakup
I'll give you a little background on my ex-boyfriend. We'll call him George. Now, George was Hispani, about five foot five; he had dark brown curly locks, and these beautiful green eyes. George and I met during my senior year when I was a teacher's assistant for one of my old teachers, and that class was full of juniors. Yes. George was a junior and I was senior. He was this shy fellow who hardly caused trouble or misbehaved. In fact, we started talking because he caught me looking at memes during class. George was absolutely hilarious. We would have conversations about the most random topics and it never got boring. Our first date was at the movie theater like every other typical couple, except we were not a couple yet, and I had no idea that this was a date.
By Rosa Torres8 years ago in Humans
Open Letter to My Ex Who Is Not My Ex
Hello J, Congratulations. You have a hold on me no one before you (or after you) will ever be able to achieve. You know that feeling? When you jump into a pool at the deep end? When you friends convince you to do it with them, promising they won't let go of your hand? But then, during those brief seconds as you're in the water, they let go and all of a sudden, you feel like you're drowning... But it's not a bad feeling. You're not dying, but you don't feel alive either. It's completely silent. Deafening. This is the calm before the storm. Then you float up and your head emerges from the water, and you gasp for air, while struggling to keep your head above water and kicking furiously so you don't drown. That's how it felt to love you. For that one moment, I forgot how temporary everyone is in your life, despite childish promises and fake compliments. I forgot that at any second, everything you've ever built can be destroyed.
By Destructive Rose8 years ago in Humans
To the Woman Who Took My Place…
Seven years, two months, eighteen days, four hours, twenty minutes, forty-five seconds…. that was how long he said he loved me. Three years, two months, eighteen days, four hours, twenty minutes, forty-five seconds… that was how long he chose to let the world believe we were happily married. Let me believe we were happily married. I will never deny that times were hard, but never did I believe he would do what he did to me all because of you. The catalyst, the newer, shiner, prettier, laid-back beauty that is you. You gave him the reason to walk away, to throw in my face all of the things I gave him that he took for granted. You replace me and yet, you will never be me. In an effort to spare my soul, I write you, I forgive you, I wish you well, and I continue to believe that maybe you are what he needs to change. Maybe you will make him a man. Make him someone who never lies, would never dare be selfish, who for a change wants what someone else wants. Someone who gives equally, who loves just as wholly and deeply as the other. Maybe you will be his inspiration, his muse, and his desire. He tells me I never had it, whatever it may be. I gave him the world, any request, I fought to make it happen, I put my life and desires aside for his happiness and well-being. My one-sided love. My mistake. His flourishing. His escape. His discovery of you. And so all I do is hope for you, and pray you do not fall into the same downward spiral. I hope you really have changed him. Maybe you are the one.
By Autie Buttons8 years ago in Humans
Our Sad Story
It's been seven years, this year, that we have been together. I fell in love with you in high school and never wanted something more in my entire life. I finally got your attention our senior year, and I now wish I hadn't. Our first year together you cheated on me, but I believe in second chances. Our second year together you went off to college and cheated again. I believe in third chances so we stayed together. You decided you needed a "break" and left me crying in my car at 3 in the morning. A month later I find out you had sex with my best friend, but was furious when I started seeing another man. For some reason I couldn't stay away from you and six months later I was back in your arms. You then joined the military, and things were starting to look up for us, I was madly in love with you and wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.
By Amanda Long8 years ago in Humans
I Forgive You
I never thought I'd write this. I never thought it would be possible. I was convinced the very mention of your name would forever conjure the ugliest, darkest parts of me, swirling round in the pit of my stomach until seeping through my veins into every sinew of my body. A thick venom of resentment that made me hate everything, most of all myself.
By Phoenix Tales8 years ago in Humans
The Way I Feel
I don't know anymore, about anything. To be honest I don't know which way is up or down, and which way is left or right. Truth be told I'm lost. You can say I'm like a sailor without a compass. I feel as useful as an airplane without any fuel. Ever since I lost her I don't know the purpose of my life. I can't feel joy, happiness, or get excited anymore. Now I'm just sad, down, and just... depressed. I thought about suicide but I wouldn't go through with it, because other people would be sad. I keep telling myself that "it will get better," but deep down I know that it won't get better... at least not without her. I hate feeling like this, I was ten years clean from cutting, ten years I'll never be able to get back. People keep asking me what's wrong, I don't really want to tell them, so I just tell them and myself "I'm fine," when really I feel more useful dead. I just feel like I'm nothing, like I never was anything and I never will be something. I know there is such thing as real love, but why does there have to be pain? Why do people have to play games with people's hearts? It makes me so sad that every time I put my heart into something, my heart always gets stepped on, spit on, hit, and shoved right back into my chest. Why can't I enjoy everything I used to love to do, like make songs, play video games, and hangout with friends. I can't find any happiness, maybe because I can't get her out of my head... or maybe there is something wrong with me. I don't want to do anything.
By Malik Myers8 years ago in Humans
