EX-hausted

I am tired of being an ex-wife.....
When am I allowed to check ...single....instead of divorced?
How long do you have to be widowed to be single?
I have realized that divorce is somewhat of a developmental process....my expectations.....that my ex and I would be friendly...that we would n't disparage each other...that the kids would keep us from exercising poor judgement......all wrong.
For me - I had to stop thinking about my ex.....and move on....not depending on him....not seeing him as a supporter or a detractor.....
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Life Changing Mistake

My wife and I were happy professionals, living the good life in Hawaii. Then, I did what I had done my entire life, got bored and looked for someone who idolized me. someone who made me feel more special than I was. I met a woman who met my superficial needs and it soon escalated from an affair to a series of bad decisions and my failed marriage. I married the woman knowing she was wrong, but I had to save face and convince everyone that I made a conscious … Read more »

Neva Forgotton!

So i went out with this guyyy.....
and at the beginning it was all good until idkkk wat happen but we fell apart. He started going out with my worst enemy. that broke me down to pieces and now hes in this fukked up JAM! cant get out of and he askes me for help. what i do? i help him i will always have his backk. i think i love him to much to just let it goo!


Justinax333.

...accidents aren't...

...Whilst walking down a Brooklyn block, my mutt and I were shocked. The following day, my love conveyed the reason for the episode from a friend in school. Needless to say, prognosis correct, downhill the health went. Upon awakening from the worst of it, well, "it" was over. "You take the mutt, I'll take LA.", not a fair trade, I feel. I'll deal with the wrinkles and vitamin D overload. Now love and friend dine together in the cold, sweat, stench and noise...with mutt. I like to look forward to … Read more »

3 years of bad to worse

Its funny, humans by nature are judgemental. Many situation that you will never be in, you seem to claim to know an awful lot about or at least you claim you do. I never thought it was ok to cheat, and I never will, but what if the only corner you have left before contemplating suicide is in the arms of another, not out of spite or resentment but purely because you of wanting to feeling of being human again....

I met my ex in med school the first … Read more »

3 years of bad to worse

Its funny, humans by nature are judgemental. Many situation that you will never be in, you seem to claim to know an awful lot about or at least you claim you do. I never thought it was ok to cheat, and I never will, but what if the only corner you have left before contemplating suicide is in the arms of another, not out of spite or resentment but purely because you of wanting to feeling of being human again....

I met my ex in med school the first … Read more »

Bent thought

It’s never going to be easy explaining this without any sort of rage bubbling through, but I’ll try.

She befriends you after you’ve left the country – still reeling from the hit of leaving friends behind(proper ones made for the first time in your life), she knows you’re an idiot with women, have never had a girlfriend, made comical errors in trying to hook up with girls you’ve fancied and only made an arse of yourself. She knows all this; some of it right at the beginning of contact, … Read more »

Photo to Remember

I place your picture in front of me not because I still love you but to remember I will never let you hurt me again.

We parted ways. One life stayed in limbo, the other moved ahead to forget but one day you will remember what you lost. You will want it all back. Too late. Limbo has an expiration date. I just found mine. Did you find yours?

I place your picture in front of me to remember not what I lost but all I have gained … Read more »

Do you remember me? I think of you sometimes at night. I wonder if you miss the way I ran my fingers through your hair and you closed your eyes not only aroused by the caressing but the tenderness of the massage. I wonder if you miss my giggle for I miss your cackle. Sometimes I miss the way we never fought and if we did it never lasted long before we laughed at the stupidity. When you kiss her, hold her or are away from her does the thought … Read more »

25 Years of Secret Love, Why?

After a 25 year affair with a married man ever on the verge of righting the wrongs and too many nights of his coming to see me with teary apologies, begging me to just hang in there – to give him time to think, to clear his head, to come to a decision - it’s over. It’s Over, capital O over and I can’t care anymore. I can’t care that I was never the Wife, capital W. That I never was the chosen mother of the … Read more »

I Love You NOT

I Thought I'm Over this
I Thought I was Mature.....
I Thought I'm Done with All this Nonsense
I Thought I was secure.....
But You Came Out of Nowhere
Proved Me Wrong when I thought I was so Sure....
Now I'm so Much Hurt
I Don't know How Much More My Heart could endure....
Now it's So Hard for Me to Admit that I Have Fell
That I've Been Wounded By Someone Who Could Never Be My Cure...

I Love You NOT

I Thought I'm Over this
I Thought I was Mature.....
I Thought I'm Done with All this Nonsense
I Thought I was secure.....
But You Came Out of Nowhere
Proved Me Wrong when I thought I was so Sure....
Now I'm so Much Hurt
I Don't know How Much More My Heart could endure....
Now it's So Hard for Me to Admit that I Have Fell
That I've Been Wounded By Someone Who Could Never Be My Cure...

The Day I Left

The day that I walked into my new apartment, I clutched the keys in my hand, creating small red ridges on my fingers, as if releasing them might make my new home disappear. My Volvo station wagon was still packed to the gills in the driveway, but I had no desire to start hauling my meager possessions up to the second floor - yet. First, I had to go inside and look around. It had only been a few days earlier that I had found it, briefly spending minutes inside … Read more »

Chapter and Verse

I should tell you, really, that my history of boy-craziness is both long-standing and well documented.

When I was sixish, I shared my first kiss with a boy named Philip Elm in the refrigerator box house inside our day care center. In my mind’s eye it was a minutes-long and passionate embrace, but since at that particular point in my life I wasn’t capable of sitting still for longer than eight seconds, I’m guessing in actuality it was more of a quick and clumsy lip bump. No … Read more »

One Six, Two Six

Sometimes, Jeremy makes me feel like I'm sixteen again. Upon re-reading that sentence I realize it sounds like a positive thing. But what you have to understand is that I spent my sixteenth year mired in devastating heartache. I remember one particular day that I was sitting on the porch roof outside my bedroom window and my mom actually came to tell me to stop crying so loud so the neighbors wouldn't think she beat me. Melodramatic? Hey, I was sixteen.

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Bi-Polar Love

I thought I knew what love meant when I met him. I was willing to go through hell and worse for him. So he had a mental disorder, so did my father. In some way I felt connected to him, like we belonged together. He was my first boyfriend, my first kiss. I knew nothing about intimacy until I met him and I was so emotionaly tied, I was afraid to leave him. Even when he said things to make me feel worthless, or got … Read more »

I Did It on AIM

I Did It on AIM

To reach the point of breaking up with someone you have been intimate with for over a year, there requires a certain amount of boldness, an ability to take action, as well as being confident enough in your decision. In this day and age with electronic communication, the boldness has become less of a necessity. To be fair, our relationship was not a normal one anyway, where most of our communicating took place through AOL Instant Messenger or text messages since she … Read more »

Story of a young girl Izzy.

I was dating this guy Brad, I honestly thought he loved me; he was so good to me and we were IN LOVE. One night i was really depressed and i started cutting my wrists.. he threatened to kill himself if I didn't stop, I didn't take him seriously and I kept cutting, He stuck the gun in his mouth, pulled the trigger. Died. I found out, the next morning.. his mom called me to see if I knew what happened. She was an emotional wreck and I lied saying … Read more »

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

The depression has lifted and I have been broken up for officially as long as the relationship lasted. Whoever has come up with break up math -- it takes half the time you were in the relationship to get over it, or whatever other formula there is floating out there, needs to come up with a new formula. It still hurts.

I guess it doesn't help I found his profile on one of those dating sites. No, I was not stalking him. I was on the site, … Read more »

Thought , I was wrong

Well we met as usual he asked for the number , he got we talked for a long time i fall in love , he drops the fact that hes talking to somebody and he said just talkin , but at the same time were kissing and holding hands all day , so i guess i go to far and he tells me sorry i just have to choose her she tells me sheloves me and ive known her longer so i was hearbroken so bad.
We see … Read more »