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I was four years old in the summertime in Atlantic City. That's when I met Lucy Squirrel. I picked her up on the beach and we were in love. Our parents lived in the same apartment building on Ohio Avenue (check your Monopoly board) for the summer. We played and splashed and ran and giggled and laughed all summer and our parents were delighted. When the summer ended there was a hole in my life. I couldn't wait for next summer to see Lucy again.

When our car approached …

You're a nice girl, there's nothing wrong with you, everybody (well at least your mom) tells you that you're pretty, yet you're always meeting men who just aren't that into you. Here's why:


My ex didn't have a job, but she had a young child and a closet full of elaborate outfits involving ensembles of short shorts, fishnets and extremely high-heeled shoes. We met in a writing class. When I asked her what she did, at first, she just told me that she worked for her mother. I …

He still writes songs about how much I hurt him six months later.
He needs to get over it.
I need to stop listening.

Maybe the only lesson that life has taught me is the importance of letting go of the things that hurt. Life, however doesn't offer anything like a short course in how, or more significantly how to identify those things that hurt before they start to hurt.

My ex hurt. So much of her identity was wrapped up in that hurt, in the same way that so many of the women I've known have defined their successes in life in relationship to the things they believed they were powerless to …

I’m tired, cuddled up on my couch in my comforter, and feeling pretty happy when all is said and done. I’m comfortable and getting sleepy… It has only taken me three weeks to get to this point. I feel as though I have landed. Its no doubt breakups can be difficult.
I spent so much time waiting and when the time had come to pass and the relationship ended, I realized there was nothing left to wait for. It seemed as though I’d lost sight of my future. All perception …

I don't want to go into the 11 months I wasted, the endless nights he made me cry, the night he stood me up at homecoming.
You can get the idea, he was, frankly, a word I'd rather not put in here.
And the last thing I told him, was I finally let go, and because he was so horrible to me, I was able to move on and get my self esteem back.
So I thank him. Every day, realizing life gets better every day I can move away …

We first met and became friends, and then it became more.

we were together for about 5 minutes then he broke up with me (a bit bi polar dont you think?)

and then like a month later we got back together only cuz he confessed his love for me, we were together for a day (does he know how to use the word love?) and then he broke up with me because he didnt want to date a 13 year old (he's 16) and so i said, you …

You can't hurt me anymore.
I see that you are nervous now if you are around me, though I try to make that as never ever as I possibly can.
I know I was a mess. I know I put you through a hell of a lot. What about your side? The side you never saw. The side you would never admit to. Your righteousness contributed to my blubbering madness. You don't care to see past the tip of …

I have been hiding under the duvet feeling cold. My feet cold my hair cold my heart cold trembling with my whole being longing for somebody to hold me and tell me it will all be ok. It is raining outside I have been working all week at the movie shoot carrying metallic polls up and down, cleaning after people and serving coffee to actors tired of waiting for their turn. The week is over, the shoot is over the relationship I was trying to preserve in spite the distance, …

He wants full custody of all 5 kids.I'm staring at my divorce attny..numb, paralized. I've never been apart from my kids. For months the battle raged...months of allegations, accusations, hatred and cruelty. Months turned into years..I would like to say I didnt participate in this destructive behaviour but...my only excuse is that if I didnt fight back, he would win and Him winning meant me losing custody of my babies. It was during the first half of the second year of my very lengthy divorce that the dreams began. The …

It was August 2001, and she held this 3.5lb, brindle painted, ball of fur, on her lap. We had just picked up our new puppy. My wife and I, of all of 16 months new ourselves, decided that in place of children, we had time to love of a dog. And her new name was Bailey.

We found Bailey, on our first visit to California Pets in Orange County, CA, not too far from home. We made the initial calls and inquiries, in search of …

Unlike everyone else, this whole thing which was also mentioned that "everyone has an ex", I came down with things tamely; which was baloney because every middle-schoolers thinks that having a boyfriend is cool. But that is so NOT included in my personal life dictionary. I work out with the whole relationship thing with such a great excitement in my heart, but dully succeed in love searching. I decided to leave the past behind; "Oh, I'm so done with love, all right! I'm sick and tired of love!!!!!" I shouted …

I met this guy through circumstances left unsaid. But in the beginning I told myself that this was probably going to blow up in my face, but you get side tracked by the flirting, the calls, the cuddling...

I really connected with him. He brought up the idea of marriage, and moving into his place while he held me in my car... writting our names in hearts on the window.

Can you believe the moment I fell for him was when he asked to hold eachother in my …

You are the biggest piece of shit man I have ever known in my life. To think, just a few short weeks ago I was hoping that you would see the light and come and get me. I thought that a life with you would be nothing short of God’s greatest blessing for me, and I believed that together the two of us could right any wrongs involved in our past.

I see now that I was wrong.

You see, I always was truthful to you. I told …

When I was 18, I only wanted to make music. Life took a detour when I met this girl who I will call "Iris" (name changed to protect privacy). At the time we were pen-pal friends and she had visited me for 6 days in June. Monday - Saturday. I was hopelessly in love and totally floored with how beautiful and fun, and awesome she was. The fact that she had only "planned" on staying at my Dad's for one day...and staying for 6 full days...must of meant she was …

I met him, and he was perfect. Little did I know, he thought so, too. Like the clouds, he changed shape constantly. What started out looking like my knight in shining armor ended up being a monster that overtook my life. Through him, I learned how to hate with all my soul, I learned how it felt to be abused, I learned the pain of being cheated on, over and over again. I made him the center of my universe, and that is exactly what he expected out of me, …

That first romance is always an adventure... especially when he was the charming and devilishly handsome older man and that takes your virginity. the endless emails, phone calls, instant messages, and rendezvous (this is before the texting era, mind you). he's smart, sophisticated, and seems to be infatuated with me. during the first six months we dated there were highs and definitely lows, but everything seemed to be going really well. we went out often and when we saw each other it was raw uninhibited passion that i had …

My friends thought I was crazy. I would drive around during rush hour looking for a traffic jam I needed to be near somebody, anybody, Anybody who could not escape and leave me alone again. Anyone close by, even if they were in another car with the windows rolled up, I did not want to talk. I do not thing that I could have talked with crying and men do not cry. But I did. I cried like a baby.
She …

A serious relationship was everything I'd ever wanted. I did NOT want to be like the other people in my high school. Dating to just date--or have sex. Dating to them seemed like a joke. I wanted to find someone that could be my best friend, someone that would remind me everyday why I love them.
When I thought that I'd found that, I couldn't have been happier. I was on cloud nine--cloud nine was a prospect I'd had to explain to him--for the longest time.

We didn't …

There is a way out.
Let me start off today, by telling you that there is a way out of the abuse that you are living in,and i am living proof of it.
I was in a marriage of 18 years, that progressed to such a horrible situation, and living conditions.
I was married to a drug addict, and an alcoholic, that physically, mentally, and verbally abused me in just about every way that you can mention possible.
I had food thrown at me, been hit, screamed at and called …
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