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I hate him for not being there when i needed him I hate him for playing with my feelings i hate him for liking another girl and not paying any attention to me . I hate myself for liking him and not being able to control myself even when i knew that he doesn't care.It all started when i went to hang out with my friend and her bf,he was there also and at first i didn't had any feelings for him but a couple of weeks later i realized that i think he is cute.He would think that he is too cool to say 'hey' to me and he stares at me a lot ,we would talk when we hang out together and with other people but not when i see him in school .and we only hang out twice but i hate myself for not being able to control my feelings and emotions,i cant get over him for 9 month and it is so obvious that he doesn't care but still i cant stop thinking about him
I have a son who is ill and he only is ill because I am a carrier to the disease he inherited. I did not know this when we decided to have a baby and didn't find out until he was born. I am a carrier because of a mutation that occurred when I was conceived by my mother and father. My husband said to me if I didn't marry you I wouldn't have a child with this inherited problem.....I feel awful and I hate him for that. It is bad enough I know it is my fault that my child has his problem and I am reminded of it everyday. But I do not need some a...... telling me that if it wasn't for marrying me he would have another wife with a healthy child...I hate him...
> It was tactless and pointless, but technically correct that he probably wouldn't have had a child with that disease if he hadn't married you. You both may recall a couple of words some priest guy said to you when you got married, something about 'in sickness and in health.' So 'boo hoo, I could have had a kid who wasn't sick if I hadn't married you' doesn't work. It definitely isn't your fault though. You didn't know you were a carrier, so you didn't know any kid you had might contract it. In order for it to be your fault, it would have to be the result of conscious, knowing decision on your part. Your husband's out of line. I believe the popular phrase these days would be that he needs to 'man up.'
I hate the word 'hate' . . it's a horrible, rare word for me. But when it is the first word that emerges, it's a pretty obvious sign. Here is my 'story' aka rant. . . It is wonderful that this site is here to vent, as talking to 'him' is useless as he rather scream at the top of his lungs and grab a beer than sit down and actually discuss problems. So we had been friends several years, and at the beggining I was very much in love and living with one of his friends . . . well unfortunately my knight in shining armour turned out to be a man where in tin-foil . . and afer a few years I ended up single in a strange town. So 'M' started comming around and playing the good guy/friend that just wanted to hang out and go for dinner. . .To tell you the truth, I actually felt sorry for him . . being much older than me. . and engaged almost 3 times with all the women leaving him last minute. . .desperate to have a family. I was a stupid girl for thinking 'gee, what's wrong with thoes other women!' . .well it did not take long to figgure out, I just didnt want to believe it. It started out with dinner every other weekend. . .he worked out of town. . .so then he started calling non stop. . .rediculous hours of the night. . sometimes drunk, either way angry i was not answering my phones. He was a master at guilt trips, but somehow he always convinced me in the end I was just being 'bitter' and not letting anyone get close to me. I was so angry. . that I considered maybe he was right. Stupid me. Then his prince charming side came back around. . .he was convincing and kind, out going, romantic, gentleman, mature . .etc. . .and months later he convinced me to move into his house and look after things while he was gone. I was hessitant. . .but also weighing my options and trusting him, it seemed like a smart choice. Then the controlling behaviour started. . . so suble I brushed it off as just being a 'bachelor for so long.' . . I didnt notice he was weaning me off of my own friends and family and thoughts. . .Suddenly it seemed all the cards were in his hands and I had everything to lose. I wish I had left then . . Then the pressure came on with the comments about me being the prime age that I should be married with kids by now and settling down etc. . . and he knows that is a sensitve subject for me as with myt ex, that was the goal and I am extremely family orientated. He pressured me with promises of my dreams and having a family. . .even dropping hints he was going to give me a ring and that he had waited his whole life for me. But along with it came ultimatums starting with 'If you loved me, you would. . .' . . Eventually, when I started expressing my doubts and opinions. . . it came to the point he threated to kill my pets, throw me out, ruin my name, etc. . .calling me ungreatful and a witch . .telling me I was stupid if I didnt think all my co workers were not thinking they could get in my pants. . .how I should be making more money, dressing sexier. . .even to the point he wanted me to flaunt myself infront of his ex's to make them upset. Saxually, he became demanding and selfish . . and the drinking and arguing continued. It all became about looking after and suporting him. . . and any time I talked positively about myself, he would be sure to point out how many flaws I have and how 'lucky' I am to have him . . We finally had one big blow out, where I asked him to help clean his house up and after his dog, and he told me it was MY job to clean house, pick up dog s..., cook his means, and look after him . . and not to argue, ever because I am always selfish and wrong. He threatened to slap me around if i 'deserved it' and he talked to me with a finger pointed at me and screaming. He refused to get a handle on his cussing and drinking and temper. I was ready to leave him 2 months ago . . and then found out I was pregnant. I was devestated. I want a family and a strong love more than anything. . .but it became very apparent he is not a safe person to be around. I have seen counsellors and talked to a few people he used to be close with . .and they all warn me he is an abusive personality type. And deep down I think I realized it, I was just too depressed and deflated . .so embarrassed I wanted to deny it rather than believe it. Part of me is so excited for the baby growing in my belly. . .I love it and am so protective of it already. , , , but the other half me me. . is terrified. 'M' tries to get me to drink occasionally, discourages me from visiting my family because driving is too 'dangerous' in my state. He tells me it 'better be a boy' and TELLS me he gets to name it and his say is final. He threatens me if I tell him I might stay with my parents if we can not work on our situation and relationship . .tells me it is 'His'and I better not leave because only a horrible person would do that. I ask him not to raise his voice and yell at me and cuss. . . he sais 'You ain't seen nothing yet!' I am going to visit my family this weekend and talk with friends. I need to make a plan. I do not want to marry this man . . I do not want him to be around me or the baby if he can not work on his behaviours. . . It's just not safe. . .and I fear his emotional and verbal abuse will only lead to worse things. I have tried so hard to be strong but I think it is time to be realistic, and realise. . . I am not the first woman he has treated this way . . .Infact I am at least #6. . . . but I will not let myself live under his shadow and criticism. . .I love myself more than I love him . . and he doesnt respect me enough to try to be a better man and father figure.. . . I must leave him and let him grow up on his own, and have to be a wonderful loving single mom if it comes to that . . So yes I hate him for being so crule and rude and selfish and scary. . .but I feel sorry for him because it will take losing me and possibly time with his child to see he needs to work on himself before he can earn love and trust from me again -- if at all. Child support might be the only thing he can contribute to our relationship otherwise.
I meet this man and it was an instant mutual attraction. We talked for a little went out and had a great time. We were texting, emailing, and talking on the phone and then went out again, but this time we 'you know'. I think you can guess what happened. He emailed me the next day and then a few days later but never again. The bestard just used me for six. Yes, I know it is a typical story, but I hate him! He lead me on. I really liked him and he made it seem like he liked me too. He shared family stories with me, took interest in my future plans, you know that whole nine yards! That bestard. To make matters worse he is 12 years my senior (I am 21 he is 33) and he told me how, 'when he was around me my age/youth did not even occur to him', implying that he thought I was mature. This is what I have to say to him, I understand what you did and why you did it. You are an a......! Women your own age do not fall for your bs lines anymore, so you are forced to take advantage of someone who was still ind diapers when you were well into puberty. You are a bestard where and I hate you! I do not know if you derive your pleasure from bedding a young girl, or from deceiving women into falling for you! I hope you someone makes you feel as used and dirty as you have made me feel.
ok heres my storie he was my aunts naphor and he did have a girl friend but she was constantly yelling at him, and all she and he of course was drink and i felt bad for him and he is good looking guy and i dont know some reason i fell for him and he cheated on her with me because she syco anyway he has a good sence of humor a and charm and a really big you know what that i now feel he has hipnotised me with. lol anyway i was being stubern about what others have said about him go to find out he eventually moved in and free of charge he didnt even work because he owed to much child support and when he acctually does find a job and they come and arrest him for child support anyway stupied me whatevered it. down the line one day i got high and he was walking out the door with his cousine and im pretty shere he said i just use her and shes to dumb to figure it out i was thinking thast i was just being paranod about it. i was so disappointed long storie short awhile later he started hanging around that same crazy b.... then spent nights over thier and Valintimes day came he was over thier and i was at the apt. and he wasnt home with me left me here when the only veicale i have the break line broke so alone i got p..... off i put break fluied in and trying to be carfule drove to drop off his clothes at that crazy womens house and the only thing that p..... me off most is being lied to manipulated and used from a bipolar caniving bastered that used me for a place to stay a pretty good f... and a ride and he says he hangs out with her because i havent bought him alcohle pretty much anyway thier is so much more to this storie but i made it kinda short.
Right... My ex is a total dack. I first went out with him for 4 months and he used me just for six. Alcohol was put before me, his friends were also put before me. He always seemed to be embarrassed of me. Whenever we went out, he always ignored me and pretended like I wasn't there. i broke up with him, and every girl he liked, he told me about and rubbed it in my face leaving me feeling like s.... 4 months later i got back with him thinking he would have changed after being at college, but he didnt. I was with him less than a month before he used me again. Every time we met up - which was once a week, (because he was always 'busy') he used me for six. He then was always 'running' with his friend and could never make time to see me, not even for a kiss and a cuddle, or to tell me he loves me. So I asked him what the point of us was if we weren't going to see each other that much. He didn't have one. So i broke up with him. Which p..... me off because before we got back together he kept claiming i was THE ONE for him, but now i just feel like I was his last resort after no other girl wanted to go out with him...
I hate him because we were friends for 8 years. He always flirted with me and others and it never bothered me. Then he started telling me how much he liked me. How I was so helpful to him at work. How much spending time with me meant to him. How talking to me made his life better. How I was 'almost perfect'. We started seeing each other secretly because we worked together and he was 'married but living seperate lives' and for the sake of his daughter. For 3 years we were together. I loved him and he knew it. He would tell me things like 'I can't see my life with you but I can't see my life without you' and break up with me for a few months, then he would come back, telling me 'You are so missed. All I do is think about you night and day. I drive by your house just to see if you are home. You are so missed!' I finally thought things were going to work out when he started obviously hanging around me at work and waseeing me so often at home. But then 3 weeks after he told me the above, he broke up with me telling me he was going back to his wife and they were going to try to work things out. I was sad but I just wanted his happiness. Then 2 months later, I found out he had divorced his wife over a year before, was engaged to a girl he was seeing before his divorce and she was moving in, that he had gone around work all those years telling everyone I was just a mentally unstable woman who was chasing his a.. while sleeping with other women in the store AND that the people at work didn't even know why he was bothering to get married to his fiance because he was doing find 'em, f... 'em, forget 'em girls every weekend! So yeah. I hate him. I'm 40 and was completely played and used by this man to the point I don't know if I can ever trust again. How could anyone be that much of a scum and hurt a woman like that?To fool me for so many years! Beware girls, they are out there! Sarah
i hate my boyfriend , if i can call him that hes a mummys boy that thinks hes more independant than he is. i have had numerous operations on my spine and re-occuring sciatica, i am NOT supposed to do heavy lifting or a lot of bending. he f...... insisits on making a mess in MY home what i own, i worked for not taking care of any of my possesions. i then due to family problems and the constant pressure of work became depressed, he took no notice of that to f...... take care of me or the house i asked him to move out of MY house and has still refused to give me my keys. his only intrest is what is going to benefit him and refuses to do the leg work to get results hes the most annoying horrible person i know. the list of things hes done to me and expected forgiveness for is unbelivable 1 when i first picked him up from town wed only met 3 time i forgot my phone, and didnt know the place i was picking him up from so got lost, when i listenend to the voice messages he called me all the names under the sun 2 i said id pick him up from town when he was out the house- again i forgot my hone and waited an hour until i tried to ring him from the phone box to find he had kicked my bran new front door in 3 when i got in he smashed my phone up 4 getting a lift back from town he decided he didnt like the indian taxi driver and started being racist so the taxi driver took us back to where we'd started 5 he slagged of all my mates to thier faces 6 he squared up to me on my own birthday bbq and why the f... am i still with him i hear u ask? because im scared il be alone, im scared of what he would do and scared i cant get rid of my anxiety by myself.
Hey there i was just thinking of my X when i found this site and in the i hate hers wass an article abot me from my x so let me tell my side of the story here we go. Okay so since like 6th grade i allways loved this guy.Only i never told for like 3 reasons: 1. One of my friends liked him. 2.he saw me as one of his buddies. and 3. he was my curent boyfriends(at the time)cousin.Allmost everyone could tell i like him including our bestfriend Christan.So one day i broke up with oscar for *HIM*. thats when i think he relized i liked him.Then he started to act all like he knew i wanted him askingme for kisses and such witch was realy anoyanig. so i made him think i didnt like him.When he lost all hope i asked him out andhe said yeah.so after about a month he broke up with me andwent out with one of my best friends.Only for like a day so then he asked me back out and like an idiot i said yes.Hey call it love but we didnt break up again for a yea.then my x best friend told me she wanted to be friends again i told her only if she tells me every thing that hapend between the and she sed they had sax.REPEATEDLY! and he never told meso then i told him i knew and hegot mad @ meh @meh!!! and you know wat he did broke up with me and went back to her.now he wants me back but im so through with him and he knows it.he knows i ...HATE!... him.
I said I HATE YOU! TO THE MAN, and I'm confused... iT was 34 years ago and me and this guy were together-we kissed in the gulf of mexico, we ventured on the highway and we parted ways unexpectedly. I felt abandoned and ALONE WHEN WE LOST EACH OTHER. I HATE THE FACT THAT HE NEVER LEAVES MY MEMORY. THE LAST WORDS HE SAID TO ME over his shoulder was,-i LOVE you and I stood defiantly on the sidewalk watching him walk away, and shouted the words,'I hate you'. I feel now betrayed, he never gave me his true name so how on earth was I ever to find him? THe F.B. I. came calling four years after that searching for him. The agent said,'you wouldn't tell me if you knew anyway!'. I was speechless, at that time I was married and was seperated and hiding miles away from an abusive husband WHOM passed away from the drink.. I still think I only said I hated him because i truly loved him and now I hate him because i don't know what happened to him and cAN'T TELL HIM I really do LOVE HIM. It's all these years gnawing at me, on account of walking away and never knowing if I even know what love is... only that I still love him in my heart-he is vanished and I feel empty and confused.
Okay, so theres this guy I had a crush on , and one day I just told him while IM'ing him on myspace one day cuz he asked if i did. He acts like a total different person when I talk to him along on myspace or something but when I'm in the real world, at the busstop or at school, he acts weird he acts like i'm some person who he's never met. Like I hate his friends, big time, escpecially this one girl named D, because she is stupid and looks down on me like shes amazing and I suck. She's ugly, I know I'm prettier than her, maybe she hates me cuz I'm prettier but still, hide your feelings seriously but anyhow this is I hate him not her, soo....... Anyways, I got really mad and I complained about him never talking to me at school or the busstop but only online, and he said he would several times. So I go to school all cheerful and he never talks to me. He's a liar. So then he keeps ignoring me, and I get so mad, and suddenly he notices that hmm, he doesn't like it EITHER WHEN HE IS IGNORED, so he gets all concerned like 'why are you mad?' and i'm like 'because you always ignore me, and you and your friends obviousbly dislike me, so i never really want to talk to you again', and i didn't for a while but I thought maybe I should give him another chance I mean, yeah.. So I did, and after a while I figured maybe I'm creeping him out with the myspace photocomments, and flirting with him on IM's so I told him I was sorry and I would back off. And I told him later on that we are just not a good couple match at all so whats the point if nothing is evergoing to happen ? So i told him i just wanted to be his friend. later on, he just wouldn't stop being so annoying and acting like everything was ok, and being so clueless and coy when I asked him something about his behavior. So I deleted him off my myspace friends, and decided to never talked to him again, and I told my friend C, that I pretty much hated him and she texted him and tells him to talk to me more often. I mean, I'm over him and I just stated that I hate him so why would I want him to talk to me? So now he talks to me, when I don't want to talk to him which was like his sitution before. So whatever I don't know what to do.
I Hate Him. Once upon a time there was a High School Marching Band and in the Marching Band were tons of friends. This story is about two friends in particular, a girl and a boy. We’ll call them Amber and Joel for the sake of the story. Now Amber and Joel had been friends for a very long time and they’ve both always had a little bit of a crush on eachother. So in their third year of doing Marching Band together, when Amber was a Junior and Joel was a senior, they decided to just go ahead and date eachother. This meant holding hands on the bus rides to competitions, trying to be next to eachother at football games, glaring at his ex-girlfriend who came to watch way more than once, and other such fun things. Amber got her first kiss and then they discovered that they really liked kissing and they really liked eachother and everything just felt so perfect. Of course there were problems, Joel had insecurity issues and apparently wasn’t even sure if she actually liked him half of the time while Amber was getting tired of wearing the pants in the relationship and explaining to her parents why they still hadn’t met him after two months. One day, after Marching Band had long been over and winter break was giving them a break from school, Amber and Joel started having some miscommunications. Since they actually had free time now, they had to balance their time and both of them found it was hard to see the other one. Amber tried her best and kept inviting him over to family things which really would kill two birds with one stone as he would see her and meet her family. Yet, Joel was always busy with Christmas shopping, birthday parties, movies and or some vastly important event he just couldn’t miss. They finally saw eachother on the Wednesday before Christmas Eve and their little lunch date they had made it seem like nothing was wrong. But Amber knew that something was up because on Monday when they had talked on the phone it had sounded like something was wrong but then his phone died. She always had to text him first and she got so tired of hearing him say no that she stopped asking him to come see her. They both had things they wanted to say but they should’ve been said in person, not over text, however that was hard to do when they never saw eachother. A week from their lunch date, (literally, it was exactly a week) she went over to his house so they could talk. They both knew it was coming, but neither of them wanted to say it. Joel felt that they were getting too serious and as he would need to go on a mission for his church in about a year that they needed to just stay where they were for now. Amber thought it would be hard to stay in a relationship and stay where they were at the same time. Joel didn’t want to say 'break up' but to be blunt that’s basically what happened, only 'Amber, you have to promise me that we’ll stay close and talk and hang out all the time.' Little did she know just how much that wouldn’t ever happen. Going back to school sucked. Everyone wanted to know what happened. People didn’t understand why they weren’t still together if they still liked eachother. Amber became extremely confused as too how this was going to work out and things basically fell apart. Both Amber and Joel could’ve handled the whole situation better, and things might have turned out differently however let me tell you how things did turned out. So much for talking. Every time Amber tried to talk to him he’d have something better to do. He never tried to hang out with her and even when she’d point that out he wouldn’t do anything about it. And as for staying close? Like they were even that close on the first place. Apparently, as Amber found out later, Joel had always wanted to 'just talk' but he didn’t think Amber was the type of girl who would want that. Shows how well he knew Amber. If she had known maybe she would’ve tried to JUST TALK to him. Oh wait, she wouldn’t have been able to because they were always with his friends, who she didn’t even like. Speaking of his friends, Amber is so excited that while Joel can’t keep his promises to her, he has plenty of time to make friends with some new girl Alyssa! Yeah, and Alyssa is definitely his type because she’s totally brunette. What? She’s blonde? That’s rather odd considering he always said he preferred brunettes even though his last girlfriend was blonde too. Amber’s starting to see a pattern here. Oh great, Proms coming up. Joel and Amber had talked about this, they were going to go with a bunch of band couples. What? Joel doesn’t even remember asking Amber? Oh that’s weird. He’s trying to deny he did? Wow. That’s a little pathetic. It’s not that Amber even expected him to still take her. Sure that would’ve nice, a promise he actually kept! But then again, if he kept a promise for once, he wouldn’t be Joel. So now Amber gets to go through every day and see him although she does her best to avoid him. She gets to listen to people bring him up all the time and watch as their would-be-prom-group plans their little evening and buys pretty dresses. She knows that she’s only in High School, there are other fish in the sea and she could do SO much better. But for whatever reason she can’t help that she still has feelings for him. And she hates him for making her so miserable while he doesn’t even care. How’s this for talking Joel? And by the way thanks for ruining my Junior year.
Here i am, stuck in this stupid relationship with the father of my children,whom I love endlessly. We have been married since 1989. Way back then I was a sweet, nice, loving young woman. Now thanks to him I am bitter, hateful, and very distrusting of all men. He swore to me he would always be with me, always love me, help me raise them. He did not. He was a hugh drug addict, secret homosaxual, and eventually I did leave him. Afraid my boys would grow up thinking that it is ok to be mean and disrespectful to women. I struggled so hard to make it, he NEVER helped me. He in fact moved in with another woman who had her own kids and totally ignored us. He got his self in trouble, went to prison in Texas, and during that time started writing us. SO stupid me, just for the boys sake I decided to try it again with him. Eventually the same crap. Allways accusing me of being with other men, of everything he can think of. He has gone so far as to ask me who the guys in the parking lot were,outside of my daughter's apartment. Accusing me of flirting with the friends of my boys some as young as 15 years old. I can not take it. He stays gone for hours and when he got home last night I wanted to use the Durango to go Dairy Queen to get something to drink and he would not give me the keys. I fell so depressed and unhappy all I ever wanted was just to be loved but now I know that is just a fairy tale, kinda like Santa Clause.
i hate him for all those smiles he so visibly tried to repress, for how silly and excited he would get over nothing, for his funny, weird sense of humor and for those huge, expressive eyes. i hate how he could talk so candidly about everything he'd been through, for how open he was with me (at least at first) and for how cold he later became. i hate him because he's the only guy since i broke up with my ex that i ever had feelings for. and i don't get crushes that easy, i've maybe had two since i was 14. i'm not a romantic at all, i'm perfectly capable of no-strings fooling around, and i have an impermeable wall around my heart most of the time. i hate him for slipping through it, because i knew the second he did that he would hurt me. and he did. why he bothered to call me back every two weeks, i don't know. well i do, it was for sax. and i acted like i liked it. i didn't. it hurt and all i wanted to do was sit there and listen to him talk. instead i let him have whatever he wanted- another thing i usually never do. he quit talking, and that made me so sad every time i saw him. my intuition told me that i wasn't the only one, that he was using me, that if i quit putting out he'd quit texting. well finally i summoned my backbone and told him everything he did that made me feel terrible, and to never contact me again. he won't this time. but as strongly as i told him to go away, i want him back. i hate him for that.
I hate you! I hate you a million times and a million more I hate you! I hate that when we sat outside your hands were cold and I loved it, that you almost left her, and I loved it. I hate that we couldn’t talk and I loved it. I hate that you smoked, but I loved it. I hate that I loved it! That you and I were almost, and then we werent. I hate that I can’t remember how it ended. I hate that we watched from afar. I hate that everyone else is a rebound. I hate that you laugh when I make jokes. I hate that four times a week we’re together and we can share our ideas. I hate that I feel like its personal. I hate not knowing if I can be right about you. I hate being blind! I hate that she kisses you in front of me. I hate that she found out. I hate that she hates me. I hate that I liked her, and I hate that you ruined me. I hate that we were together in the morning. I hate what I’ve become since we began. I hate that we never were. I hate that I think we were together, but we weren’t. I hate that it was serious with her, and that I was serious with you. I hate that I opened a door that can never be closed. It kills me every day. I hate how much I think about you! I hate that I didn’t love you. I hate that you didn’t love me too. I hate not knowing! Do you say Love to her? Do you say the same things? I hate that youre a cheater! I hate that I can never trust you! I hate that you lied about a stupid thing that made me question you! I hate that you called me perfect, and beautiful. I hate that you 'did things' with someone else in summer, and I hate thinking that you said the same things a thousand times before. I hate that I was gone. I hate that you were right for me, but that I wont know. I hate that I can’t parade you around like I want to. I hate that I can’t see you whenever I want. I hate that you told me I couldn’t talk to you. First. I hate that we talked for hours. You said you knew me, I hate that you were high. I hate that I belived you! I hate that you became a measuring tape for everyone. I loved how you kissed me, the best kiss I ever had and I can never have it again. I hate that I hate you, and I hate that I hate her, I hate how I cried for you! I hate how I am a cliché because you made me the other woman, but most of all, I hate that she got you first.
I hate him. I hate the way he made me feel. I hate the pressure I was under. I hate the reprecussions of it all. I hate the sounds you make. I hate your hellos and I hate your goodbyes. I hate the way you kiss. I hate the way you talk to my friends. I hate that you’re 18. I hate that people think I care. I hate that I cared. I hate that I fought over him! I hate that you think I want you back. I hate that I’m a tool for your popularity. I hate how you brought me disrespect. I hate that your friends think I’m a catch. I hate that there was a sick feeling of relaxation around you. I hate that I was curious. I hate your hands. I hate that I was left with nothing. I hate that I was made to feel dirty, and that he only felt good. I hate that I was drunk out of my mind. I hate that he wasn’t.
Okay so my mom is dating this totally full of himself guy, he has a son. Okay so I was all cool with it at FIRST until I met him, and i am not talking about the dad I mean the son!!!! Just last Friday after school we all met at my grandma's house for the whole family to meet. ( That meaning myself,my mom (dah) , my grandma and grandma's friend) and him and his son. So anyway everything was going alright until the father was like: hunny lets leave the kids to get to one another, and they left for living room and we were left in da kitchen. So right when they left he put his arms around my waist and told me that I was really pretty and if I would go out with him. ewwww no way and am I gonna date my soon to be step brother! gross think of it this way I would be living with my boyfriend! i mean just think if we broke up! okay i am not even gonna go there. So I slapped him across the face called him a f ing b word and left. I hate him and I don't know how i am gonna be able to live with someone that wants ME!!!
> -What with the boys and the marmalade and the whatsis. -John
Why are all of these about boyfriends? Honestly, this blog is enough to make me hate men in general. I hate my spoiled cousin who got every little thing his heart desired, including a new car at 16 that he ran the oil out of, and then a new one to replace it, multiple wives he milked for cash, and my aunt and grandmother who were also his marks. Somehow, he can still feel welcome (years later) into their homes, and I can't. I make a 6-figure salary, and started with nothing. (Seriously, nothing.) I always found a way (even when dirt poor and working 7 days a week) to try and stay in touch. Somehow, I'm the outcast. I hate my previous boss, who while eating in a room full of other people my subordinate has to work with, began a discussion about the punishment for a man who broke into the place where she and others we worked with were living (all women). This particular woman happened to be one of the better people who worked for me. All of a sudden, the conversation is about her, that she must have somehow been sleeping with him, and that's why he did it. (Scum.) I hate Rudy Giuliani for paying his mistress $100,000 of campaign funds for 'speechwriting', and I hate Senator John Edwards for the same scum-sucking reason. I hate men who throw acid on little girls' faces because they had the gall to want to go to school, or wouldn't go out with the loathesome creep. I hate anyone who thought it was a good idea to cut a 4 year old's genitals, so she wouldn't enjoy sax as an adult. I hate men who don't understand a kid is theirs, unless, of course, they think their girlfriends or wives are trying to keep them away. I hate rapists. I hate child molesters. I hate the 'cool' guys who think that because they're cool, they deserve a break from being hated for doing the things in this blog. Most of all, I hate the saps that are the women who would defend the creeps that are like this! They make everything that much harder for those of us PEOPLE who aren't like this!
> -The submitter is talking about public figures (Giuliani and Edwards), one of the few situations where we will post first and last names. -John
I hate him because I put him first- ALL THE TIME! I hate because he likes to be with people who are mean. I hate him because we work together and he is nicer to them than to me. I hate him because he makes me eat alone while he eats with them. I really hate him because he puts ALL the blame on me. I hate him because he acts like he has no faults when he is deeply, deeply faulted. I hate him because he makes me feel lesser than everyone else. I hate him.
i hate my boyfriend or should i say,the father of my duagter. i have tried everything to make thingswork, but nothing happens. he is about 20 yrs older and dont understand why his ugly old f..... doesnt seem to find me attractive but every other guy in this world does. and i have never never cheated on him. now i feel ok to do it. we live together, but hate each other more than anything. i wish everything in the world to leave but financially it would be near impossible being a mom and student and only a part time worker. we fight every dang day and sleep in seperate rooms. if i try to date someone else more problems stir up between he and i.why the hill should he care if i do date someone, it not like we love each other or anything. im just waiting to graduate and pray to god that i get a better job so i could get the hill out of here and f... anyone i want.
I met this guy named Daron he lives in Georgia. He seemed very nice and we began to get closer. He would pick me up for lunch everday from work. He lied to me and told me he had two children and had never been married before. I dated him for a while about six months. Then one night I got text message that said he wanted to see me so I said okay. I had no idea that it was his wife texting me from his phone. I hate him! So ladies FYI be on the look out for Daron he lives in Georgia. He is tall dark and handsome. But dont let the looks fool you. He is a CHEATER, LIAR and A MALE WHERE!
I hate the way he looks at me, his intense stare, and his silence. I hate that he talked to me, got close to me, made me feel great and then ran a way. I hate that he says he wants to be friends but then flirts with me continuously and expects me to have no feelings for him. I hate it that I let him mess with my head. I hate it that he is now ignoring me again and flirting with another girl after what happened. I hate his stupid smile, awkward hugs and most of all I hate that I was stupid enough to fall for him and now can't get him out of my head!!!!
I hate him. He is the most selfish man I know. He does not care about my feelings at all. I hate him for all the stuff he has done to me over the years. I hate myself for putting up with it even more. I cry myself to sleep because I just don't know what to do. He is the meanest and nastiest person I know. The world revolves around him, so he thinks. I am always waiting on him to do things...it is never the other way around. I hate him for not caring enough to listen or even take in what I am saying. I hate him for always screwing up my plans and only thinking of himself. How did I let myself get into this mess and stay in it so long....I guess I thought it would get better.... but it never does.
I hate him so much. But really I don't think I have that good of a reason to. The first three days of school, I noticed him staring at me a lot. He wasn't ugly, but wasn't gorgeous. I was new to the school, and made a few friends. The third day of school, he handed me a note that said, 'here's my # plz txt me.' I'm kind of a grammar freak, so it made me not like him as much as I would have. I only text messaged him that day after school to be nice. It turned out into something more for him. He must have saw a connection that I just wasn't seeing. He asked me out that night. I didn't know what to say because I didn't know him that well, and honestly, I didn't like him, for the things he was saying to me. Calling me beautiful, and all that stuff... I am a scorpio, and I do take a lot of compliments as insults. I made up the dumbest excuse... I said there was somebody else. Not in those exact words, but I very much wouldn't like to repeat what I said. He stopped talking to me. Around my birthday, I realized, I did like this boy. He was so funny, just loved to entertain me. And I loved being entertained by him. I then felt a connection with him. I was so happy. I knew he liked me, and everything was going great. Until, we went to science. I don't know how we got into this position, but he went past me, pinned me up against the counter, and grasped both of my hands with his. I loved this position, we spun in a circle like this, then I let go. I later found out that day by my friend Kayla, that he has had a girlfriend for about a week. I was so p..... off. I didn't know what to think. I wanted to tell the world how much I hated him. But I didn't tell anyone. I still liked him through thick and thin. I didn't care anymore. If he was going to act that way towards me, I was going to be the idiot that let him. After winter break came around, and we all had a good time. Except me. I had to go to a funeral in texas. My mom and I drove from Washington to Texas. When we came back, I missed the first week back to school. I was in school the second week, and I noticed he wasn't there. He still wasn't there the week after. Or the week after that. I asked my friend what happened to him. Turns out his mom took him out of school to home school him. He came back just the last week of march. We don't have any classes together. And he has yet to say a word to me. Not hi, nothing! He won't even look at me. I've seen him with his friends having a good time, and he won't even care to turn away. I don't even know if he remembers who the hill I am. I'm just so p..... off. All that flirting for nothing. I know I'm a teenager, and I've got it through my head that I'm not falling in love anytime soon. But I mean, its nice to have a boyfriend, ya know? yeah, well I just so happened to get screwed.
My ex boyfriend broke up with me a few months ago....but I didn't tell you how. He sent me a text message at first saying: 'Heyyy...' I knew something was up cause he never says heyyy. So anyways, then I said: 'What's Wrong???' and he said: 'Oh...nothing' so then I said: '...' and he replied saying: '...I'm sorry' and I said 'for what' and he said 'for this' then he sent me a pic of him and a girl making out with no shirts on!!! He said 'yeahhh...sorry I have to go...don't call me ok? I mean let's just don't talk ok?' I HATE HIM :( :( :(
Recently, my dad has disowned me. It was for a stupid reason. All I did was stay over my friends house until 12. I told him where I was and what I was doing. My mother picked me up and on the way she cursed me out and told me what a b.... that I was and that I was an a....... and when I got home, my father called me up the stairs. His exact words were, 'you have totally disrespected me. You don't care about anyone but yourself. From now on, don't ask me for anything because I won't give it to you. I am required by law to put a roof over your head and to feed you, and that's all I will do. Don't talk to me, and don't touch my stuff. I'm done with you.' I didn't even cry when he said that, I was shocked. Where was all of this...hate coming from. I don't hate my father, I never could. But now he won't talk to me, won't look at me, or anything else. He also said that when I am 18, he is not going to provide anything for me. He just wants me to leave him alone after I turn 18. I don't know what to do. I'm only 15 and I have to stay in this house for 2 more years. I can't live like this. I can't live with people who don't even want me in their lives. And I can't even talk to anyone about it because no one understands how hurtful it is to have your own father...disown you. Again, I don't hate my dad...I'm just sorry that I couldn't be the daughter that he wants me to be...thanks for listening to my story.
Actually everthing began about 5 years ago.. after a period of attraction we've started our relationship ..which was Feb 2008 .. we had a lot of conflicts from the begining.. about my past relationships.. the funny part was that he was aware of them ! anyway, these all solved n then we moved to another country for continuing higher studies.. now, that we are living together, (alomost 4 months) I've began to realize some really annoying things about him.. first he's lazy.. he likes to sleep late in the morning and about house chores that washing the dishes is his n cooking mine for example he only occiasionally washes the disesh on time! other times they stay there for over night.. actually his record was 2.5 days!! Another thing that really makes me mad is this that when something happens n i answer him not so kindly he bursts,, he begins a long story of me ignoring his personality n everything..this means i can't complain, because whenever I try to tell him that you're not showing responsibility for this or that ( even in the best manner n words) he says that i'm nagging all the time.. but come on?! who wants a boy inside a house for only playing video games n watching TV .. n if u ask him to do something, he just wants to run away.. such as, helping to make salad n he just asks all the time what to do (every single stupid thing from how to wash luttuce to how to cut them) n at the end he leaves all the dirty dishes n knives n dissapear!! At the moment that I'm writing this he's next door..another struggle between us,, about lunch.. I came back from class n he was a thome all the morning.. i didn't expect him to make something to eat, but i was tired to make too so i asked him to call a restaurant..He said he doesn't have the number ( another anoying thing .. he never writes down any information, he even don't know his own number, he simply relies on me all the time) I said ok. I have the nnumber call it while i'm changing my clothes.. restaurant had some delivery problem so i asked him to go by car n buy it directly (it's only 10 min by feet) he said you were at the spot, why didn't u buy?? I said I was tired (My tone was angry) that was the begining of him becoming angry n trying to convince me that the fault is all mine.. and he's tired of me always balimng him.. COME ON.. What should I do????
I hate you for saying that you will never leave and you were always be there. I hate you for trapping me in a relationship where all I do is give and give and give to you. I hate you for giving me everything except your heart. I hate you for loving girls so easily except me. I hate you for making me watch, as each and every one of them betrays you. I want to break out of this cycle so much but I can't because I promised you I'd always be by your side and I won't let down my promise like each of those girls did. As cliche as it sounds, I hate how much I love you. I hate how much your hurts me. I hate you for stealing my heart and never giving it back to me.
So theresz thisz amazinqq guy... Haha scratch that...total douchbag and we've been datin since january somthinqq but been datinqq on and off feer like 2 yearsz... but yea anyway he isz alwaysz tellinq meh hesz going tooh jail at a random time and I'm thinkinqq...wow okay but tonight (may 8th @ 11:00) he saysz 'baby I'm going tooh jail ehtsz over unlessz I get out monday' I'm tired of thisz!! He's makinqq meh insane FML and him!!
There is this guy who I guess liked me becuz wen I talked to Him he blushed now I txt him and he says please. GO AWAY I don't get it he used to be nice.. -Mackenzie
There are people in this world that i like to call predators. Not sixual predators or anything like that, but predators who prey on innocent and unsuspecting people. These predators look for soft eyes and gentle smiles, they find a way to get into your heart and your head and mess around with things. If you're not careful... they'll use you up. I wasn't careful. And that's an understatement. I'd never met anyone like him in my entire 15 (yeah, i know that's not very old) years of life. He's the kind of amazingly charismatic person who makes you feel like you an do anything. I thought that was good for me. When i was around him I was amazing, wild, crazy and fun. Without him I'm just me... and that doesn't compare. He made my life one big roller coaster, separated into the highs (when i was with him) and the lows (when i was without him). I stopped trying in school, i stopped hanging out with my friends. He had me locked just where he wanted me. He'd use my (or more accurately my parents) money to buy things that he 'needed'. The craziest part is that he never once cheated on me, he didn't hit me or go crazy. Nor did he disrespect me, but he was controlling and manipulating to a level that i still can't understand. He borrowed my cell phone and said that he 'lost' it so that i couldn't call anybody. He picked me up from school early and somehow figured out a way to get away with it. He fooled my parents into loving him, and they refused to blame him for my grades, my moods, my absence. I hate him. He hasn't left me for another girl, he hasn't broken up with me or anything. He's still very much a big part of my life. i love who i am with him, but I've forgotten who i am without him. It kills me to be dependent on someone who could easily just walk out of my life. I hate how he pretends he can't see that he's ruining everything for me. I want so hard to loosen our ties but i'm not strong enough. I already know that until i'm ready to leave him for good i'm not going anywhere. He knows that also, and I hate him for that.
I hate him with every fiber of my being. We met almost 2 years ago and I've been in love with him ever since. He moved away but he promised he'd be back. He'd never broken a promise before then so I believed him. We've been on and off lately but I thought that things were getting better. Our school year is over and were going into our senior year. 1 year left until he's back. Not that long right? Wrong. He asked me to marry him a week ago. Now I kno le what your thinking, that it's stupid to get engaged in high school. But I love this guy and I would do anything for him. As of Tuesday, he is dating someone. Before he moved we both agreed that we would see other people, but that it wouldn't mean anything and that we would always love eachother. He is now saying that he loves this other girl. I want him to be happy more then anything. Even if that means not being with him... In the back of my mind I always knew that this was going to happen. I just never wanted to admit it. What p..... me off the most is that he asked if we could be friends until we graduated.... I said no. I dold him how mich I loved him and he still didn't get it. I then told him that I wasn't going to stick around just to be hurt in the end. What I hate the most is that he promised me that everything was going to be okay and that he asked me to marry him... And the fact that I said yes I hate even more... I have come to realize that I don't hate him. I hate all the bs things he's dome to me. I know I still love him... And I always will
I hate him! I hate how he makes me love him! He acts like we have a chance to be together, then rips it from under me. He is in the army, in Afghanistan now. I just don’t understand what to do. I talk to him whenever it’s possible. I just wish I knew a way to get over him? Or even understand how he feels. I mean we’re best friends and he calls me pet names and tells me he loves me and we hang out every chance we get. He gets really jealous if I talk about other men. But, he says we’d be better off friends. And if we’re meant to be, it will happen. I just hate him for making me so confused!
i was having a rough day and typed in ihatehim .com and there you were. thanks. jason was a 'nice guy' everyone thought so. we went to the same school and lost touch afterwards for awhile. i was passing through his city and looked him up. of course he was charming and as i was moving out of my old place - he invited to help me move there. we were together a long time and every second was painful. he would tell people we were dating, his family hated me (i wonder what he told them) and was emotionally abusive. i did try to get out of it but by that time he didn't want to let me go and threatened merder soi.cide. i stayed, married and had 3 wonderful kids with him. i HATE him, he was and is self centered, controling, small minded and a mfing cheater. i learned years later that i was the other women and he cheated all the time. on some level i was probably telling myself that i was doing better than the others in my family - at least he didn't hit me. he destroyed everything that was hopefull in me and still wants to control me even though he is married to quite a young thing and threatens to take my children away (he doesn't even want them). i hope he burns in hell for what he put us through and yes - I HATE HIM!!!
Well here goes, Michael I hate you for allowing me to fall in love with you with false intentions and empty promises. I hate you for having so much potential and still wanting to do nothing with your life. I hate you for allowing my children to get attached and you let them down. I hate you for having the power over me that you do. I hate you for promising me you'd change and grow up and be a man and take care of your responsibilites and NOTHING! I hate you for going to jail and making me wait for you thinking it would be different this time. I hate you for having feelings for her and leaving us. I hate you for changing your mind and telling me to get the apartment for us and our children and then after the deposit is made you back out to go back to her. You allowed our children to think we were finally getting out of my moms and then let them down yet again...I should so be used to this by now...been dealing with it for 8 years...I hate you because I still love you... I hate you because I know its finally over and we can all be at peace but I can't stop thinking about you..I hate you for the nasty names you've called me.. I hate you for putting me further in debt than I already was before we met. I hate you for everything bad you have ever done or said to me. I hate you for making our son think his daddy is a good man and then leaving him hi and dry for some other b...... kids. I hate you for being Mikey No Good..but I guess the name really does fit. I hate you for when I was pregnant with our son and had a broken leg and you wouldn't stick around to help me get in and out of the shower...oh I forgot your boys were waiting outside...MUCH MORE IMPORTANT!! I hate you for telling me that you love me even when you were married to her. Now your married to me and I hate you...I'm sorry we ever met..the only good thing that ever came from you was MY son. I hate you for making me feel this way. I hate you now and forever there is never another chance with me...someday you will regret your decision but it will be to late I will be so over you by then that it won't matter and the kids will have forgotten who you are..WHY..well thats another reason I hate you...Your a deadbeat dad who pops in and out of all your children and stepchildrens lives like it doesn't matter and never paid a dime in child support and probably never will...These are the reasons Michael that I hate you..After all these years its finally over and I will never look back again..WHY...because I HATE YOU
I am 30 years old and should be well past these mind games. I hate him because he used me as a pawn in the break up of his marriage and I had nothing to do with it. We became quick and close friends after the break up. Then he started playing games. His actions were contrary to what he was saying. I respected that he said he was not ready for anything but I hate that he wanted everything else that goes with a relationship (cuddling, six, confessions). It was my fault for letting him lead me on. I learned that sometimes 'the one that got away' was never good to be 'caught'. I hate that when I finally had enough and tried to talk to him he lashed out at me and said hurtful things. I hate him for making me feel guilty and in that guilt I apologized. I hate that he lacked the compassion to let me make a mistake and be human. I hate him for cutting me off when he always said that 'if things don't turn out I hope that we can still stay great friends.' (mind games). I hate myself for everything I invested into him. With nothing in return. I hate him for breaking my heart. I hate him for leading me on. I hate him because at one time, I loved him.
So this is the story about the boy i hate. He's a friend of mine, well, he was. We had some small trouble, but we agreed. In the time he was peveed, he talked to some other guys about me. The made some silly jokes and all this stuff. Now we are friends, but he's frightend to talk to me in front of the other guys! I asked him why, and he told me they would hate him and he doesn't want to lose them. He told me about the jokes and it hurt me a lot. And now i don't know what to do... or how to safe our friendship. That's why i hate him and the other guys (at least two of them). Joanne
There is this guy that my mom was dating.I liked him at first he was okay.A few weeks later I started to really dislike him like at 12 am on a sunday morning.I realised that I hated everything about him.I kept it to myself for about a week and my mom asked if I liked him and I went no.I hated him more and more as the days went by and he was dumped for real! he still comes around but not very often - he didnt come around for 101 days and I really wanna tell him I hate him sooo much.I pray every night he wont come around and it does work.My mom knows how much I hate him it is not even funny.My friend told me that I should like him if he hasnt done anything and I was like f... no why should i? I havent talked to her in 176 days - I am avoiding her like the plague cos I blocked her and will never ever talk to her again and John hasnt come around in 66 days. I hate you John!!! You are my least favorite person of all time!
> So...where's the part about your mom's happiness? I realize you might be very young and it might be hard to understand that you aren't the center of the universe, but...well, you aren't. -John (not his/hers)
There is this Guy who is supposedly a Gay man but i let him pass out with me and he was caressing my cheek and playing with my breest he kisses me. that is noot the one I hate thoug, I hate the man he has slept with because now that man is trying to ask me out. he is in the closet and married.
Here is my story. It's so great to have found your website in this hour when I come to hate this guy so much. I so much want to hear what people will comment on this in as much I want this story to be posted up so that I can release a bit of him in a certain way. Please let me know if you really decide to post it up. It will definitely be a certain comfort to me. Love makes me so blind, vulnerable and pathetic at this very moment. Please forgive my stupidity. Best, Jadesque P.S. Just in case you need to categorize the story later: I'm a girl in her 20s. I hate him for making me feel that he likes me. I hate him for making other onlookers think that he likes me too. I hate him for playing with me at one time and getting angry with me at others. I hate his look as if he is telling me he does like me. I hate him when he let me wait for half an hour without any apology afterwards-- what he told me is: 'I have been busying with my work at the office and my cell has run out of battery'. I hate him for never caring about my feelings. I hate him when I start to open up my heart to him and now he is acting so cold to me. I hate him for asking me out then we have fun and our purpose is to talk about insurance by the way (of course he is a financial planner!). I hate him for asking me out for so many times that everyone around us know we are not just only talking about insurance. I hate him for walking in and out of my life that easily. I hate him for playing me. I hate him for treating me nicely and badly at the same time. I hate him for not showing his real feelings to me. I hate me for not telling me if he really likes me or if he hates me. I hate him for treating me not like a client, not like a friend but something I don't even understand. I hate his smile that it can make me forgive him for everything. I hate him for making me smile at him again after p...... me off. I hate him treating me like a pet who comes and goes easily. I hate him for treating me as if i'm nothing to him at all. I hate him when he is not texting me back (but he asked me why I didn't if it is in another way round). I hate him for asking me out on Christmas Eve and it is about insurance again. I hate him for adding the business element into our meetings every time. I hate him for asking me out again and again even he knows very well that I have no interest in his business. I hate him for never keeping his promise. I hate him for never helping me in any way.I hate him when I asked him why he can remember all my things so well and he told me that's the need of his job. I hate him for giving me false hope. I hate him for not knowing that I love him. I hate him for not understanding that I can still love him even I don't like his job. I hate him for eating up all my snacks. I hate him for taking away my snacks even when he is already full-- 'I'll make it my breakfast tomorrow' said he, or 'I'll save it during my bus ride a moment later'. I hate him for poking me and patting my head and making me laugh. I hate him for winning my trust then dumbing it. I hate him for stealing my heart then throwing it away. I hate him for making me love him so much after all these years. I hate him for making it so hard to forget about him. I hate him for making it so difficult to withdraw my feeling towards him. I hate him for giving me all these sweetness and bitterness in all these times. I hate him but I hate myself even more for still loving him after all these.
> It is exceedingly rare that I ever respond to anyones' emails. The first sign you have is the story showing up here. Best I can say is to keep checking the site to see if it's posted. -John
> Girl ... I say ...count ur lucky stars u aint married to this bestard . I am married to one such bestard .. fact : the bestard i am married to is frequent traveler who travels to where his ex is located and already has been caught sax-texting her ... i forgive him since its his first time and he becomes a saint, OF COURSE NOT!!! ... Fact: his modus operandi changes so i cant catch him and makes me look like an idiot because i dare ask . SO AGAIN I SAY COUNT YOUR LUCKY STARS
Well my story is almost the same as every other story... Kind of. We met when I was 15, and he was 16. I am now 21, and he is 22. I've been in love with him, for 5 years... and he's known it.. we've been off and on for 5 years, due to the fact that I've moved so much, as he has as well... A few months ago, we got back together, and things got very serious... he proposed, and I, of course said yes.. The date was set, and wedding plans had started... Out of the blue, he texted, saying that we 'needed to end things' before I 'got hurt'... Well certainly he had to of known that ending things was going to hurt me. He said that for about a week, he'd had feelings for someone else... and that it wasn't fair to me for him to be with me, and want to be with her, as well. His exact words.. 'It's not that I don't want to be with you, I want to be with her more.' So eventually, I brought myself to suck it up, and attempt to move on. Lo-and-behold, he decides to show up on New Years Eve, and have sax with one of my 'friends'. Then, once he learned that I had 'moved on', he decides to tell another friend of mine, that he wants me back, that he misses me, and still loves me. Two days later, I become single again, and guess what... he's got a new girlfriend. Now she's adding me on Myspace, and Facebook.. attempting to be my 'friend' for some reason... and he's still sitting there telling me that he loves me, and wants to be with me if things with this girl don't work. So... I hate him... I hate him for making me want to wait... even though I know it's wrong... and I hate him for putting me through this in the first place. But most of all... I hate the fact that I can't not love him... and that I can't really bring myself to hate him at all.
I met him in 7th grade, when I was 13. I never really knew who he was in 6th grade, and thought he was kinda weird. But when my eyes first met with his, it felt like thousands of volts of electricity were buzzing through my body. I sat two seats in front of him, but the seat between us had no one in it. Unfortunately, their was a stupid girl named Heather that was also interested in him. She had a boyfriend! Why would she flirt/want to date him? Anyways, Later on in that semester I asked him what bus he rode, and if he could give this notebook to my friend Ashley. They did ride the same bus. He looked me in the eye and said 'Sure.' But when he look at me, nothing was there. Almost, hatred. This really bugged me. Anyways, a couple days before christmas break, I had one of his friends ask him out for me. I anxiously waited with my cell phone beside me, expecting the text. When I finally got it, it said, 'Sorry Abby, but this is what he said: What the heck? She would never talk to me, and she's really tall.Plus, I don't like quiet girls.' My heart was broken. I loved him. And I was only quiet towards him, because just looking at his perfect face made me melt. We both had the exact same personality, and he was hilarious in class. But I hate him because he never gave me a chance. When i pass him in the hallways, he always looks at me, and sometimes I think I see him even smile, just the tinest bit. I can't even look him in the eye. I've never felt more ashamed. I just want to love him.
I hate him. I met him online, we've never met in person. He's in Ireland and I'm in the USA. And yet he insisted that I get feelings for him because he felt a strange connection. I didnt for awhile, but he was just so charming and sweet, or so I thought. He tells me he's falling for me, a few days later I confess that I am too. What does he do? He goes and meets someone new. Then comes back tells me all about it, and how cool she is, and that shes a nice girl...Like I care? I fell for you, and you decide to do that? I hate how I log on the internet just to see if you've emailed me, just to see if you've IM'd me, and you dont not unless I do first. Oh but you still have feelings for me? yeah I dont buy it, you just like knowing that somewhere someone is thinking about you. I'm done, I can't do it anymore, We're done, I'm not going to Ireland this summer, If I do I wont see you. I hate you, I hate you.
I hate him. I hate the way he's so smug. I hate the way the world is so fair to him. I hate the way he toyed with my emotions. I will never forgive him. I met him over the summer. It was the best week of my life. I felt truly happy. He was popular, handsome, nice, funny, and perfect. Especially perfect. I would talk to him on the phone for hours. Then I lost contact with him for a couple weeks. The next time I saw him, he was a total jerk. He would hurt me as much as possible, the flirt with me to get me to have a crush on him again. I actually thought I loved him. Hah. Love doesn't exist. He has no idea how much he changed me. He ruined love for me, I know that. I hate him. So much. I wish I had never met him. I wish he was never born. I wish I could just let go and live my life. My friends always talk to me about their problems because 'I'm just so happy.' I have never told anyone how much he hurt me, simply because I hate it when people complain to me. I can suck it up, so can they. I just need to vent to strangers sometimes. I'm not helpless. I don't want pity. I hate that too. I hate how he filled my heart with, well, hate. I don't want anyone to worry about me. I am strong. I don't need any guy in my life. What haunts me is that I just can't let go of it. If I was really over it... I wouldn't hate him so much. I hate that even more.
Jesus I hate him He says he believes in God,The Bible...a joke. I care more about people/life/mankind/animals/environment anything other than him. I wont harm him i just hate the bestard. He just loves homself and hates all other races how wrong is that/? I told him I had black/pakistani/hindu friends at school and he said there was something wrong with me!!! That is my story and it will hopefullyend in peace at sometime, ps I am not a loony !!!
> That's what you get for having a pet halibut. -John
You always say that I'm the only one who truly understands you and loves you. For me, you are one of the only ones that truly understands me too. You always say you love me. I love you too, but in a different way. I hate you for saying you need me. I hate you for saying we'll be together forever. I hate you for being there when I need you. I hate you for trapping me in this relationship where all I do is give and give and give to you and you give me everything I could want but your heart. I can never have your heart. You fall in love so easily with every girl but me. You say you love them, that they're each the girl you've waited your whole life for and then all I can do is watch as you bare your heart to them, become so vulnerable to those fickle girls, and make me watch as each and every one of them betrays you. Then, heartbroken, you come back to me again and the cycle repeats. I want to break out of this cycle so much but I can't because I promised you I'd always be by your side and I won't betray my promise like each of those girls did. As cliche as it sounds, I hate how much I love you. I hate you for stealing my heart and never giving it back to me.
I hate you so much that I can barely find the words to explain it. I hate the way you've always flirted, not only with me but everyone really- though I was much too blind to see. I hate the way you led me on, for all that time. I hate the way you pretend you care, when you really don't. I hate how you like everyone but me. I hate how when I finally mustered up enough courage to tell you how I felt, how I had felt for over a year, the way that you responded. You said that you 'might be involved with someone but you weren't sure' then claimed that 'Ha. Okay' was an inadequate response. All I wanted was to get out of that conversation, as quickly as possible, I felt terrible, the aching pain in my chest worse then I ever thought possible. And then you had to go and say 'If I'm not involved with her, we'll hang out over the break.' What bollocks is that? i hate the way you acted that day, being a complete jerk about my feelings, claiming that I was lieing about liking you and such. I hate how you ended the conversation with a heart and said something about it when I didn't do the same. And how the next day I saw you staring at me from across the room, but you didn't come talk. I hate how you brought it up again asking if I still liked you, and insisting that this was a question you needed answered. I hate even more that you are now dating the one girl I can't stand. I hate how it nags me that I can't figure out what exactly you see in her, what she has that I don't. I also hate how I know she doesn't like you, but you can't see it for yourself. I hate how I had to find out from someone else, you didn't even tell me about her yourself. I hate how you keep talking to me, and flirting, acting like nothing happened. Why won't you just let me get over you? Are you really as bad as everyone warned me? Keeping your options open? It's too late now, I can't stand you.
you lead everyone on. you flirt will every girl. you acted like you liked me, and i truly liked you. all of a sudden you didnt care anymore. no girl can trust you although they seem to. you are candy coated s....
I hate you. Why did you work so hard? Why did we work so hard? Adoring each other from afar for 1 ½ years, planning our secret kisses in school stairways, staying up so late at night talking on the phone. I never knew you could love someone then change your mind. Why did you bother doing all those sweet, romantic things if you’re just going to let me go at the end? Why did you bother to be so kind? To make me believe that we would last through sophomore, junior, senior year and the rest of our lives? That we would marry and have a pretty daughter named Dahlia and her brother Lucas and live by the sea in a pretty summer home? I hate you for giving me hope, a dream, and then taking it all away. I hate you for dragging me to your locker that rainy Wednesday, only to confess, 'It’s not working out' and making me run down the hallway with tears in my eyes. I hated you that day and I hate you now. I hate how you’ve created a barrier. An awkward 'were friends, tried to become a couple and failed, now just friends again but not quite right' barrier. I hate how wickedly kind and polite you’ve become. Why? Because you don’t want to hurt me again. We can’t laugh at each other’s flaws anymore. No more offensive jokes and playful teasing that I loved about you. I hate you for treating me like a glass doll when I want to be treated like I’m human. I hate those text messages that I stay up late reading and those dreams I have of us being happy again. I hate that cute chuckle of yours and that prince-like smile and that you look so darn handsome in that chef coat. It’s all mocking me. I hate your stubborn yet lovable demeanor and cool, reserved attitude. I hate that I dyed my hair brown for you. I hate that I want to ignore you, but we share almost all our classes together. I hate that I stood by my door Christmas day hoping you would come out of nowhere and beg me back. I hate that your birthday’s coming up and I still want to get you a gift. I hate that I still love you. I hate that I lost you. I hate this. I hate you.
So I dated this guy for 1 year. He lived 70 miles away. When we started dating I had my own apartment, was doing pretty good for myself, had two jobs, and great friends! He lived at his parents second house, didn't pay rent, was late on every bill in his name, $40,000 in debt and possibly a daughter on the way with his ex (she cheated on him and got prego)! He was really sweet and always called for the first month or two. I started driving up to his house every weekend that I would have off work, or even during the week if I had two days off in a row, and completely deserted my friends back home. Ended up quiting one of my jobs just to see him more. In the first six months he came to my apartment 7 times, I was at his house every week! He started getting really secretive and not answering his phone when he said he would or say he was already sleeping (at like 8pm)!! I started noticing ciggarette butts outside that weren't his or mine at his house, or his two friends that he had. He tried lying and saying they were other friends... Well he was kinda right except for the friend part. They were from a girl that was twice his age (he was 26) and that had kids my age (I was 20). She worked near his and they always ended up meeting at the gas station on the way to work every morning. When I was at home or work, she would come over and they would 'hang out, watch movies, talk.' He denied ever doing anything with her. I loved him so much and did anything for him! I ended up getting diagnosed with thyroid cancer 6 months into our relationship. He was very supportive, and by this time had a good job and found out the baby was his, so he was paying child support and seeing his daughter, even though I wasn't allowed to meet the mother and only ever saw the kid 3 times. I ended up having surgery in september to remove my thyroid. He came down with my best friend to see me in the hospital. His mom called and wanted to talk to me to see how everything was going. He went outside to have a ciggarette and me and his mother were done talking. So I went through his phone, only to find out that he told this girl that he was going to ask me to move in with him to help me out and she was extremely upset about it and arguing that she wouldn't be able to come over anymore! I was drugged up on medication from the surgery and completely not myself. Totally freaked out on him in front of my family! Long story short- Ended up living with him for another 6 months and payed most of his bills so we could live there and when I finally realized all the lies and all the cheating behind my back, I broke up with him and moved back home. His last words were 'I wanted to break up with you before you moved in and the incident at the hospital really pushed me, but I figured it would be a d... move cuz my girlfriend had cancer! And then I fell in love with you.' Go find something very tall to jump off of please. I will forever and always hate you! Thanks for wasting a year of my time loser!!
I loved him for almost 8 months, through his immaturity, non-beleif, obscured views, obtuse humor, hurtful words and neglectfulness... Until he told me he never cared about me, how he thought I was ugly and fat, manipulative and a liar. I've told myself over and over and over, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him... But I love him still.
I hate him for hitting me and not once. I hate him for apologizing and begging me not to leave after slpaping me thousand times. I hate him for decreasing my self-worth and threatening me not to tell anyone that he hit me. I hate him for making me believe that we are meant to be together. I hate him for making me sacrifice everything I had because he wanted it. I hate him for ruining my relationship with my family and not letting me see my friends. I hate him for hating everything I have; school, family, friends. I hate him for making me be scared of him, that every time the tone of his voice changes I am terrified that he is going to slap me again. I hate him for beng a coward, because only cowards hit their girlfriends. I hate him as he couldn't be the one I wanted. I hate him for not thinking about me. I hate him for not feeling sorry for me, otherwise he wouldn't be hitting me. I am so sorry that I have him in my life. I am so sorry that I put so much in our relationship for so long. For what? For letting him hit me? Everyone was warning me not to deal with him and that he is going to do nothing good to me, but I believed in him, in his words and dedicated every minute of my life to him, but he appeared to be the one that everybody was telling. I don't want to see him ever again, because I am afraid that he is going to see the hatred towards him in my eyes and slap and hit me again. I don't want to talk to him ever again, neither on phone nor by e-mail, because whatever I say or not say, he is going to find me and slap and hit me again as he is going to get angry.
I met him when I was 19 and fell in love. I raised his 2 and 3 year old kids I worked for the same company for 9 years while he had 5 different jobs I treats him like he was my king through all the verbal and physical abuse I still loved that man we had a beautiful daughter together everything was fine until he decided he didn't want me no more he moved on with another women took the two children who I raised and after 9 years it was just so easy for him I hate him for that how can it be so easy to break up a family and move on like? It was like I had to teach myself how to breath again I would lye on the floor and cry so hard in front of 2 year old and she would hug me and tell me not to cry I hated him so much right then I hated him for making me this way to act like this in front of my daughter I wasted so much of my life pleasing him just for him to up and leave how can a person be so cold hearted? I hate him so much he made me a different person a hateful person I was never like this he will never understand how much he hurt me I really hate him my daughter is such a daddy girl its sick and he think he's father of the year if he sees her for ten minutes every other month because he has to spend all his time playing daddy to his girlfriends kids I hate him everytime I see hi he give my this sad puppies dog look why? I have no clue Really I hate that man
A thousand times over, I hate you. Because I think if I say it enough- perhaps I can believe it all the way. I hate your life, and your smile. Your eyes of beautiful blue. I hate your hair that I always ran my fingers through. I hated your kisses and they way you cooed me when I was sad. I hated the way you loved me and made me smile when I was mad. I'll say it and say it again to get you out of my head. Out of my heart, my mind and soul. So truly I hate that you led me on when it was all over. That you made me think we could be together again. That you gave false hope to someone so broken hearted. That I let your actions dictate my life and my own happiness. I despise that I wanted you unhappy just like me. That I wanted you to be just as heart broken and in love with someone you couldnt have. But it was true- you were. But Im afraid, she wasnt me. I hate that your name is engraved in my heart. And that my notebooks are all filled with poems; Everyone about you! I hate that I cant listen to those songs, because thoughts of you flood my mind. I hate that you were my first love, and I cant get over that. I hate that you tell people it was 'just high school stuff'. You act like we were never real and that everyday wasnt precious. I hate that we fought over nonsense and b........ I hate that I still sleep with the teddy bear you gave me; Because its my only comfort. I hate that its years later, and relationships have come and gone for me, and you are still the one that holds my heart. I hate that I compare everyone to you. And that you are still my world. I try to ignore it but its there everyday in my face. You bombared my dreams; and invade my mind. You are the only safe place, and yet you are the darkest corner of the room. I hate when we go days without talking but I cant say anything; You arent mine to claim. I hate your girlfriends with a wicked passion and I hate that I have to keep conversations casual. I hate loving you. Worst of all? We are still best friends to this day. Im your ex and your best friend in the entire world, you've told me so. You've broken my heart everyday and I still cant get enough of you. You know it, and dont say a word. You pretend its not there. I dont know how to get over you. I dont know how to let myself love again; Because best friend Im still in love with you. How pathetic can it get?
So, my boyfriend keeps telling me that I make issues out of nothing. I totally understand how he can see that, but he doesn't realize that he does the same. Just the other day I was telling him how much I love him and he said 'cute.' After that, I said 'I just told you how much I love you and all you can say is 'cute?' He then pushed me away and told me he needed time to himself. I haven't heard from him in two days and he wont answer my calls. We've been together for 2 years. So yeah, he's an a...... and I hate him.
> OMG- Take a hint and move on. Don't waste your time - and don't be so clingy. This is not derogatory, but get some help if you need it or else it could take years to get over this. This is from experience, I carried a heavy load for years. Good Luck
Well i met him one day when i was crossing the street and he pulled up at the junction and asked me if i was seeing someone and then he gave me his card .It did not even matter to me that he drove a posh car or that he was wearing a really expensive suit. I wasn't even going to call him though i felt flattered. A part of me wondered if he only stopped the car because of my schoolgirl outfit that i was wearing. Ive never been the kind of girl who boys like and i dont think I'm pretty in any way. I did text him and we said we'd meet up. He told me he was 38 and I'm 22 but most people tell me i look 18 max. I admit that i have somewhat of a daddy complex and because of my own difficult relationship with my father and issues with my grandfather who has touched me since i was a kid , Ive always been very submissive towards men and Ive always been interested in older men. We started texting each other alot and he always said things that were seemingly affectionate. He'd text me in the morning every morning saying 'is baby still asleep?' and needless to say i was smitten because I'm rather affection starved. He started treating me like i was his 'little girl' from the things he'd say to me and the pet names he called me like 'my little vixen', 'my kitten' and 'my naughty little minx' and i started needing him and because he had a busy schedule we could not meet up until a week later. When i met him i was really shy and i wasn't fussy about where to go because i just wanted to be with him and spend time with him but i was a bit hurt because it was as if he did not want to be seen with me. He told me to get into his car and we just drove to a deserted road and he tried kissing me but i didn't like it because he was too rough..:'( and i just..i dont want to sound stupid or naive but Ive always been the romantic sort and it seemed to me that he just wanted to be brutal ..and so we did not do anything and we started talking instead. We actually did have a very good conversation about religion and stuff like that and i told him about how oppressive my traditional family was and he seemed to understand. He even drove me home and kissed me and told me i was a really nice and sweet girl and even texted me after that saying that he was so impressed with me but the next few days he completely ignored me and stopped texting me or talking to me on yahoo. I texted him and asked him what the matter was and he blatantly told me that i seem really young and that he had never been interested in younger girls and therefore he couldnt see me anymore. I was so enraged that i said fine and left it at that but the next day he texted me telling me how much he wanted me and because i was so f...... lonely and desperate :( i replied and we started talking again. He repeated the same carppy thing several times telling me im too young for him one minute and then claiming he needed me another minute and i came to accept that hes just conflicted and i know im not pretty so i was pretty much satisfied with having him around even though he treated me like carp all the time. Furthermore he recently told me that he has a girlfriend his age and two kids as well. I just felt like such a where because i always end up having feelings for men who have girlfriends.I dont know whats wrong with me and why i cant ever be the girl that someone wants to take out or kiss goodnight or fall in love with. I know im wierd and yes im nerdy but at least im nice i guess. Hes gone to Thailand now and though i told myself to forget him because i know deep inside that hes just using me..i find myself wanting to call him whenever i feel lonely..:'( I dont want to sound pathatic but its just nice to be held and to have someone listen to your problems and to have someone hold your hand or tell you youre cute without you having to ask or having to take your clothes off and thats why im finding it so hard to forget him. I hate that son of a b.... i really really do because he used my vulnerability and i know its wrong but i hate his girlfriend because shes got him and i know hes really mean but i wouldnt mind him yelling at me as long as he was sweet sometimes or he texted me every morning like he used to..I just want that. Is that too much to ask for? I hate you so much for treating me like a marionette and using me. You say your girlfriend is really cruel to you and yet you stay with her..i know shes probably more beautiful than i would ever be but i would be nice to you and id do anything you wanted me to..i want you to want me and i hate myself for it because you make me feel so ugly and worthless. I already think i dont deserve to be treated nicely in any relationship or pampered or spoilt and i know that i have issues but you've made me feel like id be willing to have you hit me and yell at me everyday..in exchange for a few sweet words. I hate you because you make me feel so stupid because i have no pride when it comes to you..you told me i should thank god you even looked at me and that im not cute and that i should feel blessed for every minute you waste on me but i cant even find the courage to tell you off and i find myself texting you...i hate you..why the hill did you ask me out if i was not good enough for you..why..you should have just left me to rot..i hate you
we have been talking for about a month now the first time i meet him it was like love at first sight i remember the first time he called me we spoke for hours intill my phone went dead it was good for the first couple days than it was like he was always bussy never wanted to talk to me always had an excuse for every little thing he told me he loved me and i said i loved him to but afther that he just started getting angery at me for reasons unkown then on day he called and told me to lose his number erase it from my memory i was shocked i didn't no what i did wrong i just could stop thinking about him at all.I wouldn't even expected him to do this to me I hate him.I hate him for leading me on and letting me go.I hate him for telling me he loved me and then breaking my heart I hate him for choseing him friends over me I hate him for makeing me feel like nothing like i needed him to survive i hate him for makeing me cry at night because he didn't answer the phone i hate him so much but i'm still in love with him
So I dated this guy, Justin. He and I met at my new job at a greenhouse and he worked in the landscaping side of it. He had moved up here from a neighboring state. We had the most amazing summer together... so romantic and he was so so so sweet to me. My family couldn't get enough of him, he was very helpful around the house and always gave my father a hand in anything he was doing. I instantly fell in love with his family, too! It was like a match made in heaven. Then in the fall I went off to school an hour and a half away from home and from Justin. Everything fell apart, gradually. His trust in me dwindled because I was with other guys and partying a lot. He came to visit every so often, but his work got in the way of our spending time together. We decided to go to his parents for Halloween, because they live in the city. Halloween is much more fun where there's lots of people, rather than the country (where we lived). The whole way down we fought over directions, where and when we should get gas, how i was driving, how he was driving, etc etc. We finally got to his parents and we were doing fine, the occasional argument here and there and his family was great! Later that evening Justin and I decided to go to visit his sister in her dorm at a nearby college. So we got there and were chatting with his sister when Justin recieves a phone call from a 'buddy'. He asked if he could take my car to go see a friend and he would be back in a half hour or so to pick me up and bring me home. I asked why I couldnt tag along with him, and he said he didnt want me to see this friend... he was bad news or something. I didnt like it, but didnt feel like fighting anymore. So I gave him the keys and waited for him to come back. He finally came back and we went to his house. He seemed very defensive when I asked how it went and about his friend. He barely even touched me all night. The next day I hung out with his parents so he could have some alone time with his friends, since he moved away he hadnt really hung out with them. I ran errands with his dad and finally came back and we had dinner once justin and his sister came home (for her weekly family dinner). Justin went outside after dinner while his mom, sister, and I cleaned up the kitchen. Justin had left his cell phone on the counter and it started ringing, i looked at the phone and it was a text message. he had the settings so that the message automatically opened when he recieved it. it was from a girl, and i read it. it said hey baby come out front, im at your parents right now... is she still there? I got so p..... off... I showed his mom the text and she called him inside. She showed him the phone and the message and asked him what that was all about. He just looked horrified and snatched the phone out of her hands and ran outside to see whoever this girl was i imagine. i went into the living room and cried my heart out. his dad handed me a drink and sat there and told me i deserved better. Justin finally came in and him and I talked in private. I asked him not to lie to me and tell me what he really did last night. he said i went to go meet Hannah, and tonight I did as well. I started freaking out on him and he told me to suck it up. and i said no! i cant! and i wont! how could you do this to me? and he replied, i dont love you anymore. i like hannah. sarah, we're over. he broke up with me. while we were at his parents. what a doosh bag. dont ask me why i went back out with him later when he came home and apologized to me...i dont even know! but i did. and we were together until january when all trust was completely gone. it was a bad bad break up with lots of name calling and tears. he moved back to his parents and i never saw him again until just last month. we had started to talk again and things were going well between us. i decided to visit him and his parents. it felt so right when i was there, like we hadnt missed a beat from last summer. so we agreed to start dating. the day i left his parents house to head back home, he and his parents got into a huge fight. he got thrown out and was living on the streets. i tried to help him, i told him to move back here with me and try to get his old job back... but he said his life was there now and he couldnt leave his friends (who were more his family than his actual family apparently). so i said i couldnt be with him anymore.... he told me that if i loved him i wouldve stayed with him and not given up. i told him i needed to take care of myself since he cant really do that for me right now. Yes if we had been married and had a house together, and got evicted or something, i would have been with him thru and thru... but he didnt want my help and thats all i could offer him. he was also getting back into drinking and smoking a lot and i dont like that very much. he was not leading a lifestyle that i favored. why should i settle for less? so we broke up. 3 weeks later we started talking casually again... just checking up on each other. well today i was asking him if it would be okay if i came and saw him since i would be in the area, i offered to take him to dinner on sunday. he said sure thatd be great! then later on he told me he couldnt because he had already made plans with his friends. i kind of got mad at him and told him that he shouldnt say yes then and that he can see his friends anytime he wants, but i am only in town every once in a while. he got defensive again and preceeded to call me names and he told me that i am a waste of oxygen. Apparently, as my best friend, Amber (whom i met thru Justin) told me, he has been spreading lies about me to her and his other friends... so they all think I am a b.... and disrespectful... when really, I havent done anything wrong, i dont think. What p..... me off the most about Justin is that he is two faced, a hypocrite and he never thinks anything is his fault. He always blames others for his actions. And he always always gets so mad even over the tiniest things. I really can not stand him anymore and Im trying to keep my distance as well as i can. Its not easy tho when he leaves me horrible voicemails or sends me demeaning texts. He is just not a good person.
My current boyfriend(who is soon to be my ex..) is such an a....... I have been with him for ten monthes. I thought he was smart and wonderful and I thought he was different from other guys I had been with. Within the first three monthes I read one of his emails that he had left open on his computer. It was to a girl he used to work with. It was sixual in nature. Explicitly detialing what they wanted to do to eachother. I confronted him about this and he as embarrassed but swore they had never hooked up. He also swore that would never happen again. Little did he know I retreived his password for both his facebook and e-mail. I guess having a PHD doesnt make that smart. I would periodically check his email and would find little blurbs between him and this girl. It was clear that they had never hooked up in real like...only on the internet. Well, I just caught him again...even more explicit and dirty than the last time. I was at his apartment and while he was in the shower I pulled up theese emails and left them open on his computer and left. He is such a f...... jerk. I am seriouslt hating him at this point.
my ex-boyfriend-blake seemed like the sweetest guy you could ever meet but as i got closer i realized something was wrong he didn't act like he liked me as much and when we did talk he'd ask me weird question's...finally my friend caught him cheating on me with a girl named marissa, she was caught in telling me herself and getting hurt or me finding out myself and getting hurt so she told me and of course it hurt,i cried and screamed but later i got back together with him and figured out he was a straight up prevert...he basically ruined my first relationship and now i hate him!and as hard as i try i can't lose him...
ok well, theres this guy i met at a theme park with my friend. he seemed perfect at first and we hit it off great! My friend even mentioned quite a few times that we both were being to obvious when flirting. We all exchanged numbers and that night he texted me like crazy! We talked about past relationships and why things didnt work out and we talked about family and yadda yadda yadda. a few days later he wanted to call, he did and we talked for hours about nothing. we did this for a week and during that week he told me more about his girlfriends, saying he only had 3 one in fourth grade, sixth grade and eight grade. this made me happy because my previous boyfriends had many girlfriends and all 3 of my exs were on faithfl... i kno ikno i have poor taste in men! to make a long story short i got in trouble for talking to him and running up my phone bill but i did however manage to talk to his best friend who told me about ALL of his gfs (the ones he didnt mention) ofcourse when i confronted him about it he told me his friend was wrong and got OFFENDED that i was calling him a liar so i apologized and stupidly listened to him. then out of nowhere he stopped replying to my text except for every other 100 i sent! and every time i wanted to hang out he had 'plans' as a matter of fact the last time i mentioned it a week ahead of time he didnt answer even when i repeatadly asked. i have stopped talking to him now because theres really no point. i have een so lonely as the months go by when i thought i needed him. i was wrong and not only hate him, but hate myself for thinking i ever thinking about him.
I used to date this guy whom I loved so much till the day I found he lied to me when he told me that he broke up with the girl friend I'm angry at him, why did he do that to me.i was such fool to believe his lies.iii haaate himm
i hate my ex bf. when we started dating, he was the best bf that any girl, or guy could have. he was the best, until he gave me a pic of him, he had a hicky on his neck, wahwahwah. and we were dating for a whole year, and that was like the day we broke up. cuz as soon as i sa that, that was the end, so i know that he cheated on me. I hate him.
i hate him with all my life!!!..i thought that he was not like my ex who has 5 grils in his life!!!..he was still waiting for his ex girlfriend and he was just using me to tell everyone that he has a grilfriend and to make his ex jealous!!i really really really hate him!! HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HIM SOOO MUCH!!!
> So...how do you really feel? -John
> John!!! -Carol (wife)
how much i hate him right now you have no idea! i hate how he doesnt care about me! i hate him for not ever calling me. i hate waiting for him to text me. i hate him for making me love him. i hate his eyes. i hate how he looks at me. i hate how i think he is perfect. i hate it when he rides his motorcycle. i hate it how worried i get when he does that. i hate it that he doesnt even care of how worried i am. i hate that he doesnt show affection in public. i hate him for making me feel so miserable today. i hate him for always sending me 'wrong messages' that were supposed to be sent to his 'friends' i hate it when he texts all the time. i hate it when all the girls try talking to him. i hate it when we go out all guys look at me but he doesnt seem to care. i hate him for being with me for so long. i really really hate waiting for him to text me...again..but i really do hate that. i hate it how i have been with him for almost a year and he havent introduced me to his family. i hate that my mother loves him. i hate that i dont even know his friends. i hate it when we fight and he doesnt even want to fight back. i hate how we spend hours together after work by the water. i hate it that he is so smart. i hate how he makes me feeel. i hate that i love him. i hate everything...
jeeez. where to start ey?! well theres this guy right and i love him. i cant help it. i really dont know why i do but its just fate. I think. well anyway, he's my boyfriend and although i love him so much, he's just always about sax i want him to be my first but just not yet. i know he loves me and i love him more than the world. he's everything to me but then again, ihate him for that.
I was with him for 2 and a half years too long! We were only married for 8 months. He verbally, emotionally and physically abused me. I actually thought that I could change him. Nope! Didn't happen. He got worse as time went on. He wouldn't come home at times. I knew he was cheating on me. Then he would ignore me. He wouldnt pay attention to me. I was so miserable! Then the physical abuse got worse. And I was very afraid but he threatened me so many times. I lost my self esteem because of him! For every 1 nice compliment he gave me, there were 20 negative and mean ones.One year, he didn't even tell me happy birthday. I was so blind. I can't believe I let some guy do this to me. I hate him! He's ruined a part of me that will never come back. He is a waste of humankind. The world would have been a better place without him. He still has the nerve to say that he loves me, sure thats the way you treat someone you love! I thought I was in love, but it was just stupidity. I've woken up! And couldnt be more happier to be awake. I hate him!
I hate that i love him, but i don't hate him. I probably should do but i just can't bring myself to do it. I've been in love with the same guy for over 15 yrs. When i saw him it was love at first sight and the chemistry was so strong it was almost suffocating. We never went out and he always hated to see me with anyone else but never had the balls or just never wanted to ask me out and have me to himself. But he never wanted to see me happy with anyone else. He threatened people off telling me how they felt and when i had a boyfriend outside of our group of friends he always made them feel unwelcome. He went out with my best mate and flaunted their relationship in my face, but would always try and snag me and touch me whenever it was convenient. I met him again whilst i was engaged to my husband. I told him how he still made me feel after all these years and he chose to leave. 2yrs later he tracks me down( this is 6 years ago) he's married now and so am i. he tells me that he loves me, he can't live without me, that i'm all he thinks about and he's completely in love with me. i hate myself for needing to believe him. I hate myself for letting him straight back into my life. I hate myself that he's the first and last thing i think about in the day. I hate that i still love him so intensely it has killed my relationship with my husband. I hate that he will never be ready to be with me, to leave his wife and marry me. I hate that he gets in touch all the time declaring that he wants to make live to me. I hate that i made live to him at his home. I hate that it was better than he'd ever imagined. I hate that i'm starting to see he just wants to have six with me. I hate that i love him and all these years he just wanted to tick me off a list. I hate myself so much for been lied to, i hate myself that this grand love affair was just a sham and i hate the fact that i can't live with the decisions i've made because i have been lied to. i hate loving you but you i will always love.
Okay. Where on earth do I begin? We met.. it was so cute. One of those cute-meets dreamt up only by Hollywood. We started off awkward.. trying to be friends. I can only speak for myself when saying I feel for love at first sight. We did all those cute couple things that drive single folks absolutely bezerk. Picnic's in the park.. holding hands at sunset.. ect. Well.. that all came to a fiery end as quickly as it began. Here we are 4 years later. After several more failed attempts to reclaim what we once had. The first time we broke up it was because he felt I was to flighty for him. Because I was going places and he was 20 and still living with his mommy. The second time.. it was because he felt a 'strong' connection with another girl so he asked if he could essentially cheat on me. A year went by and nothing. Somehow he wormed his way back into my life yet again. We decided to go to the concert of the reason we met in the first place. That night he proceeded to get extremely intoxicated and high.. only to have me call him an a...... and walk away. I came back twenty minutes later to find him introducing himself as the a....... 'Hi my name is Jakob.. she thinks I'm an a.......' It is seriously just one of the many let downs this idiot boy has put me through. I'm seriously over dating at this point. I mean.. in the end.. they will all be just like him. He hurt me in more ways than I thought was even possible. The really sad part? I still love him. After everything he's done to me. So this is why I hate him. For making me weak and fragile. For breaking my heart for stupid pointless reasons. For ruining my chances at future love. I just want to be normal again.. he stole that from me. You are a lying.. cheating.. bestard. And I'm going to find a way to stop loving you.
Ok, so I not only hate him. I hate that I hate him! If I had my way, he wouldn't spark any kind of feeling at all in me! He asks me to a dance (girls choice by the way) and then he doesn't show up. twenty four hours later... 'um..yeah sorry about the other night...' WTF!!! I hate him! He's everything that I'm against. But I love that I came out on top and continue to thrive while he wallows in pity.
Yes it's true I hate, hate, hate you! I met you 7yrs ago and fell hard right away. I never really a man before I met you. I thought you were it. I thought you were the one. Before I met you I was with someone that abused me in every way shape and form. We lasted 10 yrs had a child and I finally realized what a fool I had been..I said never again. In being with you I discovered that I was allowing myself once again to be made a fool of. You pushed me away from the beg. Today I know why. You wanted your own seperate life and you said I should have mine. Everything was always more important than me,us our kids. You wanted and still want to be this social butterfly hangin out with your guys. Living life away from us. We've never lived together..ever. You've never spent the night cept for what 4 times(after 7yrs?) I do everything on my own. Then finding out bout the other women, ur online life, your sneaking out here and there. I thought I knew you. You tried to force feed me this bull about being a good guy not being like othe others but you are. Seeing someone at work right before you found out I was pregnant and then deciding to stay with me because of the baby, knowing you wanted her instead. trying to talk me into an abortion. Seeing someone right when we started dating..not telling her or me. The online parn life you were living. Paying these women your money. Money you said you didn't have, that you cried about constantly our kids had a s..... x-mas because you needed to get off to girls via live web cam. Posting profilesand telling these women how great they were..looking to hook up, talking bout your past saxula experiences. Never once mentioned me did you. You screwed our kids so that you could screw yourself. You apologize but then take it back by saying you had agood reason everytime. You left me feeling like total and utter carp. I trusted you...maybe not completely but I did enough to get by with. I always knew something wasn't right. You say it's not cheating. I beg to differ. When you are with someone in a relationship you never ever speak or act in a way that you would with your partner with someone else. You spoke to live women and told them what to do. They obliged. You both worked together to get each other off. Just because u didn't have physical sax dosen't mean this doesn't count. Oh and what about the candom I found in your car a few months back..huh? Ring a bell?? Or when I had just had my 2nd daughter our first togther and I went for my 6 week check up and they said I had an STD!! AM I crazy or has been trying to pull the wool over my eyes for some time?? I know if you let someone they will..it IS my fault. The clock is ticking..Wake up I hate you...hate you like I hate my ex and that is sad. You are miserable sad and pathetic. Grow up
once i saw this dude in my first grade class then i started liking him until i saw this big huge bugger in his nose and then when i got to 4th everbody said i liked him but i know he doesn't really like me but then when i walked in the classroom he's like 'there's my ex' i know cause all my friends told me so I hate him!
I hate David. He has done nothing for our daughter since she has been born and now he wants access to her. He even has been spreading it that I have been denying him access! Even told that to his solicitors. I hate him. She is now 10 months old and he has not paid a penny. Seen her a handful of times. She has been such hard work, and I needed so much some help. Now all the hard work is coming to an end, or at least getting easier, now he wants to see her!?!?!? I hate him that much I could cry.
What can i say about him? When I first met him, I was overjoyed. He seemed like a prince floating down from heaven. He was charming, romantic, had intellect and excited me all at the same time. I was foolishly in love. He professed that he loved me every day and knew exactly how to make a woman smile. I was drowning in him and nothing could save me. 3 months into the relationship, He cheated on me with a much older woman. He told me about it and ran off with her. He came back weeks later and I forgave him. Next he ran off with her again, Only this time he ran away for longer and came back with apologies in tow. I forgave him because I just couldnt stop loving him. On and off for the next 7 months, this cycle continued with different women but I couldn't stop loving him.After a year, I just couldn't take it anymore. Everything I loved about him, I now hate. I hope I never have to talk to or see him again. It hurts so much what he did to me all this time but I am ready to move on with my life.I am going to find someone better and wish the cheater the best he can hope for. He can't realize a good woman when he has one and that's going to cost him in the long run. To all the women, Who feel like he is going to change one day. You owe it to yourself to find someone better. They are out there. Keep looking and you'll be glad you did.
I hate that he watches porn every day and tells me he's too tired for sax. I hate that he is always 20 minutes late when I need him to pick me up. I hate how he reacts when he sees a pretty or half nuked girl. He acts like it's the best thing he's ever seen and makes me feel like s... about myself. I hate that I always have to do the dishes. I hate that he never asks me about my day and feelings, but I always do. I hate that he bought an engagement ring for me and won't ask me. If you're not sure about it, why did you buy it in the first place?! I haaate when he plays computer games, I talk to him and he just ignores me. I hateE that he still has love letters and a bunch of pictures from his stupid ex girlfriend laying around. I hate her. And I hate that I look like her. I hate that he says 'I love you' 20 times a day. Does he even know what it means? It's not supposed to be a dang phrase that you say whenever you don't know what else to say!!! I hate that I gave up my dream to be with him and he doesn't even care. I'm poor, live with my dad and have to travel an hour to see him. I hate riding on trains. I hate people on trains. I hate living in Germany. My life could be so much better without him. I hate that I fell in love with him. I hate him.
Hi mah name is precious I met dis guy in the chatroom sometime in 2007 he was livin in ohio at the time.and I was livin in ny. We started talkin everyday he would churp me as soon he used to get up..and we spoke all the way until 3:00a.m. Hewe send eachother pictures thru emails since we where far distance we couldn't meet up he was 19yrs old and I was 38yrs old but I pretty sure didn't look mah age lol he is puerto rican and so was I. so when I sent him my picture he felt in love with me right there and then. So he would call me everyday none stop we was in the fone for hours so 1day I ask him wouldn't u like to come back to ny and he told me yeah but I don't have the money to go up there. And I told him I will sent u the money for u to come and he say alrite..so the next day I was sending him the money..so as sooner he got it he bought the ticket for the bus it was a 14hrs ride oh wow so he finally was on his way I had it get up at 6:00am 2 be at the bus terminal in ny 2 pick him up his bus was arriving in ny at 8:00am so I was soo nervous at 1st and very happy I finally found some1 after me being single for 5 long yrs.. And when he finally got to the bus terminal he hug me and gave me a kiss in the cheeck..so I told him tha I had it 2 used the bathroom bc getting on the train so as we walk 2 the bathroom he hold my hand I felt soo good after not feeling like this for 5yrs..so as we where walkin ppl was lookin at us bc he is way younger then me.so as we finally got to my house introduced him to my daugthers al 4 of them and he felt so happy and he felt real good around my kids he felt like he was home wit a real family.so we talk as he was unpacking his suitcase then he lay in my bed to relax and watch a movie together he told me come here so I did and he just crab me kiss me hold me and he made sweet passionate love to me I was so happy as hill..so like 3 months we being together I found out I was pregnate we was so happy so before me he had a lot girls callin his fone and 1 day he was sleeping and his fone whent off so I answer it it was a girl so we started argue over the fone then next thing I know I had a very strong pain in my stomach and when I went to the bathroom it was so painful tha he got so scare he call the ambulance for me and when I got to the hospital it was too late I had already lost our baby because of his so call ex girlfriend..so I didn't speak to him like for 3weeks because I was still mad at him for loosin our baby..so as days goes by I forgave him but I will never forget so until this day we still together..so in 2009 we got married we did a small wedding wit friends and family now im 40 and he is 21 we are trying 2 have another baby and I hate him because for try for 2yrs and nothing and I hate him because if he would have change his phone number when he 1st came to ny I would have never lost our 1st baby who today would have been 2yrs old...at times I just want to give up in trying to get pregnate by him..but I say to myself im not a quiter im a strong fighter..so we still tryin hopefully by 2010 god wil bless us wit another seed...I also hate him because he always choose his family over me mean while his family does nothing for him never did and never will..and it hurts me soo much that he treats me like crab over his family there are times we don't even talk for days because of this..right now his grandmother its very ill she have hepatitis C and he wants to go and see her but I told him u will but 1st let find out if tha won't hurt u or me being around her bc im not tryin 2 risk our heath for nobody if we are trying so hard to have a baby...and he hurt me soo much when he told me I don't care tha is my grandmother and I don't care what any1 say if I get infected being around her oh well and I feel he never loved me as much he say he does because if he did he wouldn't risk our health for his grandmother so rite now we aint talkinand im not talkin 2 him until he tell me sorry I hate him now more then ever
Ok so the total doosh is not only that but also a clueless jerk! We were ‘best friends’ for about a year when he started liking me... I was overjoyed cause I had the biggest crush on him. Anyways on my birthday party my friends told me that he liked me and I admitted I liked him. He was immediately texted from my friend saying 'she likes you! Definitely ask her out' Unfortunately (or rather fortunately or else I may have ended up with the total wiener) he was going away on this trip for a week. When he comes back I’m all happy and smiling but he doesn’t come to school cause he still has jetlag. One of my other friends who was on the trip with him comes up to me and tells me that he no longer likes me and is, in fact, in love with her... ouch. She feels terrible but it’s not her fault he’s a scumbag I also find out that she is now dating another guy. So that night I get home and just feel like crying when I get a text from him so (still liking him) I text back and we started talking I mention the girls name and he immediately goes ‘please don’t mention her’ and I ask why and so he says ‘sigh because i think i love her but shes with someone else’... Okay you idiot listen you know that I like you and yet you tell me you like somebody else and then you have the audacity to want me to feel sorry for you? actually?! So yes I didn’t actually say that (wish i did) but I came off a little harsh saying that he should let his love go cause shes with someone and you know what he says?!? 'so blah blah knows that and guy who is with her knows how i feel but they were supportive i mean did it occur to u that im really upset' Oh. My. God. I hate him!
After 17 years together (8 of them married), 3 kids (ages 3, 2, and 5 months (at the time) ) and countless memories his first love contacted him via Google Search last October when I was 2 months away from giving birth to our third baby and he decided he loved her more. He wouldn't leave me or her, so the kids and I left him. He did not come and get me or us for that matter. He moved into an apartment and started living the life of a bachelor. He broke my life, my heart, my spirit and my faith. Oh and the girlfriend left her husband and kids as well. The kicker is that we live in California and she lives in Iowa. They fly back and forth. They suck. I hate him.
My story starts off like all relationships a fairytale. In the beginning we were so in love and making plans for our future. He always said and did the sweetest things and I was so happy it seem like I picked a true winner. When we where apart all I thought about was us being together and when together I never wanted to be apart. He kept telling me he how he wanted to make me his wife and the mother of his child. I told him I wanted that too but not now ,I was in the process of training for my career which is physical. He kept pressing the child issue and I began to give it some thought. We don't use any type of contraceptive because he didn't like condoms and my pills made me sick. So with that being said I got pregnant . As soon as I found out I told him and can u believe this fool tried to convince me to get an abortion. I was crushed because this is what he had been telling me he wanted ' a family' I told him no im not getting one and that we created this life and we are going to take care of it. To make a long story short I am now 30 weeks pregnant with a baby boy and due january 15 2010. My sons father has made life miserable for me he has been verbally abusive, emotionally abusive, and physically abusive during my pregnancy. When I have asked him for help with the babys nursery he says ' I shouldn't have to help your the one that wanted to keep him' He has gotten violent with me 3 time since I've been pregnant one time he dragged me off the sofa and threw a laundry basket on me and then kicked it and left out the house. He monitors where I go and who I talk too. He treats me like pure s.... I feel like he punishing me for having my son because before the pregnancy things were fine. I've cried so much I dnt think I have any tears left I mean this baby is half me and half him can't he see when he hurts me he hurts our child. On a lighter note I can't wait to see my baby boy, I love him sooo much when I feel him move I forget how bad things are sometimes I thinks that's him hugging me and saying 'mommy its going to be ok' . The first time I heard his heartbeat I knew he was meant to be. When my son is born I will take his dad straight to child support n I will have no parts of him, I will let him see his son whenever he wants I encourage them to have a relationship. So now that the nightmare is almost over I know me and my son Cameryn will live happily ever after --iraplaceable
> If he's abusing you, you should also talk to the local police and get a restraining order against him. It's good that you chose to have the kid. The abortion (pro-life vs pro-choice) has always seemed a bit pointless to me. It is a matter of choice, but what most people fail to realize is that the choice is made when you choose to fool around with someone in the first place. Rape, incest, and severely (yes, I know, where's the line drawn?) deformed fetuses (fetusi?) are separate issues. He already made the choice to risk having a kid when he fooled around with you. Abortion (with certain very specific exceptions) isn't a matter of a woman's or man's right to choose, it's a matter of someone trying to avoid taking responsibility for a risk they chose to take. Anyway, i'm glad to hear you're living up to your end of the deal.
My story is long, but there's one posted that's as long, so I hope you'll consider it. It would mean so much to me to get to share my pain. Here is my story: I don’t know if anyone will bear with this whole thing...but I’ll try to make the last eight years of my life as short as possible. We met in high school. I wasn’t popular, and Ean wasn’t either at first (he had just moved here), but he was (is) beautiful and charming, so by the end practically every girl in school knew who he was. He asked me out after we met, but we didn’t last more than 3 weeks. 4 girlfriends later, in May (still Freshman year), he asked me out again, and this time it stuck. We talked on the phone every day. He went to elaborate lengths to show me how much he cared. We were really and truly in love, and after being together for two years, we lost our virginity to each other. He became like a part of me, I knew him so well. It wasn’t all perfect though. We broke up three times in high school, once for a day (his friend committed saicide and he was pretty wrought up about it), once for a week (his friends convinced him to break up with me), and once for a month (he got sick of how much smarter I am than him and got a different—practically brain dead— girlfriend before realizing he wanted me back). He was a varsity athlete, but not the sharpest tool in the shed. I went to college, he didn’t. We decided to break up when I left, but it didn’t hold. A month in and we were in an 'open' relationship. Without cars, never seeing each other, we were really just clinging to the memory of what we had before. And it meant as soon as he found a girl back home at his community college who wanted to date him, he leapt at something closer. I was devastated, and rebounded with a guy in my dorm (who turned out obsessive). By the time I broke it off with that new guy, Ean had left the other girl and we were back together again. But when I got home, he was distant and cold, almost all the time. I cried to him about it time and again but he acted like he didn’t know what I was talking about. At the end of that summer, my appendix ruptured and I was hospitalized. He spent the night with me in the hospital the first day I was there. I found out less than a week later, from a mutual friend, that he had been cheating on me the entire summer. Not only cheating, but with that same brain dead girl from high school, and not only with that same girl, but with that girl as his 'primary' girlfriend. That’s right, he never told his friends that we got back together, as far as they (and she) knew, it was all legit. And as if that wasn’t enough, I found out that during that summer he had become addicted to cocaine. I confronted the other girl, and we confronted him. But, apparently, he had broken up with her 4 days before I found out, because my hospitalization supposedly made him realize that I was the one and he had gotten clean. He said the coke 'made him feel invincible' and like he should have more than one girlfriend 'like in the movies' as if that was an excuse. Stupidly, I took him back, but at this point I kept it a secret from my family and friends, because I was too ashamed to be back with the boy who had hurt me so badly. Eventually, my stepmom saw us together one day when we were getting lunch. I was so ashamed, she lectured me for hours, and I knew she was right, so I broke it off again. I was so unhappy and disgusted with myself, and my self-worth was so low after his cheating, that I became bulimic. I got a new boyfriend, who seemed perfect. 2 months later, when he got wasted and tried to choke me, and then restrained me from leaving his apartment, I found out that he was less than perfect. After he stalked, threatened, and psychologically harassed me for weeks, I finally called the police and the dean of students to get him to stop. At this point, low as I could get, I started talking to Ean again. But like before, it only lasted a month or so before he broke it off again (and it’s happened so many times now I can’t even remember why he did it that time). The next months were the first time in my life since I’d met him that we hadn’t been talking at all. I missed him. Not only was he what I believed to be my romantic soulmate, but he was my absolute best friend, who I could tell anything, and with whom talking was never awkward. But I stayed strong. Until May when he called again, to let me know that he had written and recorded a love song for me. The lyrics were the definition of a mixed message, but I took from it that he wanted to try again and said yes. The very next day he wouldn’t return my calls and finally responded that he 'couldn’t do this' with no further explanation. Yet again, I was devastated. I then went months without talking to him again. I was so angry at him for doing that to me, for hurting me for no reason I could think of. At the end of that summer he called me once more, as a goodbye. He said he was committing soicide. I still loved the person inside him, so I was torn apart and spent hours convincing him not to. At this point, he had failed to get in anywhere as a transfer student, so he was doing community college round 2 in a new city, closer to my school. We got back together, and with my new car, had our first legitimate college relationship together. Ean and I lasted almost all of my junior year, but drugs had stayed a problem for him, and he persistently took me for granted and treated me like he didn’t value me at all. He would constantly do things he new would upset me (like hard drugs) and then act mad at me for getting mad, like since he 'told the truth' about it, that gave him carte blanche to hurt me without consequences. One day, it came to a head and I had the lowest moment of my life. He was so hurtful to me and made it clear that he thought so little of my feelings, that I literally was driven crazy. I am a rational, sane person, and have never had a moment of such hysterical pain, anger, hurt, than then, while we were screaming at each other in my car. That moment should have been the absolute disintegration of what had been the pure and innocent love for each other that we started with. I wish it had been. I think it really was the death of any healthiness there could be in our relationship. I told him I needed out, and I stayed away until the middle of the summer. We had bought tickets to a see my favorite band while still together, and none of my friends liked my music, so when the day came around I had no one to go with. Purely missing him as my best and closest friend, called him. One thing led to another, and we started hooking up again. But it was too much for me. It was too easy for him to make it casual, like it meant nothing. I couldn’t treat it casually, so I ended it. That was the last of us as far as I was concerned. Until he called me this past month, to accuse me of breaking into his facebook account and changing his password, which I didn’t do. He didn’t believe me, and set his status to 'I know you did it, get a f...... life. I hate him so much for always undermining my self worth, as if I didn’t have enough problems with it without him calling me out of the blue just to hurt me, like he’s done before. I was so mad that I called him just to let it out, and he apologized so sincerely that I forgave him. He texted me on my birthday, but was distant and weird when I responded, so I texted him asking him to stop contacting me if he doesn’t want to talk. He responded by calling me and swearing that he does want to talk and be friends. So I tried to ask him about friend stuff, and start convos, but he wouldn’t respond and screened my calls. Hurt and confused, I called asking why he couldn’t man up and admit he doesn’t want to be friends. He picked up and promised me again that he cared and wanted to be friends, but his new girlfriend doesn’t want him talking to me. We ended that convo on the assumption that we’d be friends, but I wasn’t going to make the mistake of making the first move again, so I waited for him to call or text. He never did. It’s been a month. Why would he go to such lengths to convince me he wanted to be friends? Why would he then ignore me? Isn’t it enough that he has absolutely shattered my ability to believe in love? That I no longer consider myself remotely desirable? Why does he also have to make it so clear that he doesn’t even value me as a friend or a person? Why does he try so hard to make me feel small, to make me feel like nothing? I scored in the 99.5 percentile on the LSAT, with a 3.9 GPA and all kinds of honors and am going to get into a great law school, but I am depressed all the time because of the way he’s reinserted himself into my life to make me feel like I am worth nothing. Because of him, the very core of who I am has been destroyed. Because of him, I experienced pain and insanity that I never imagined were even possible. He seems to enjoy doing it to me. And so I hate him. I guess it takes four years of pain to erase those beautiful four years of love.=
So theres this boy I know called Tom. Me and him used to be really close, I was introduced to him through the guy I like, he was supposed to help my friend convince me that my friend liked me. That was fine, the next weekend me and the guy I liked had a big fight, and I was really upset, in the end me and Tom got off, and I ended up back at his house, the guy I liked / who liked me was so so angry at him, me and him sorted it out and everything was good, but Tom was angry at me, telling me I'd been 'leading him on' even though I was drunk and angry and he was the one who instigated the kiss and stuff. We all went camping a few days later, and Tom asked out my best friend, I congradulated him and he tried to kiss me, obviously, I moved back because he was dating my best friend, I still havent told her that, cuz it'd destroy her, he then went on to call her by my name atleast 5 times that night, then send her a text dumping her the next morning, which he then made me pass on when she didnt get it. Then he spread a bunch of stuff about me telling people I'm a slat and stuff, that weekend the guy I liked asked me out, and we were both really happy. On msn Tom told me how he was jealous and angry and stuff, then that weekend got off with my best friend again, told her he'd call and never did, for the next week she was really upset, cuz she really likes him. On msn I told him off for it and he told me how he liked her other best friend more htan her so he'd feel bad getting with her, the next day he tells her best friend how he feels, shes just been broken up with and is really upset, and obviously doesnt feel the same, the next day he kisses my best friend again, and asks her out while I'm not there, my boyfriend tells her not to do it (he's one of her close friends too) but she just doesnt see it. Theyve been dating almost a week now and he's been so so so rude to me and my boyfriend, Oh, and hes 14, a slat, an emo, and a cant, we're all 16 and he's still in yr10 starting his GCSEs. It's ridiculous, hes a manipulative little child and he doesn't deserve her, he doesnt deserve anyone, he makes her do stuff when shes drunk and shes still a virgin, if he makes her ruin that I'll destroy him, he doesnt even see it, I hate him.
My, my, my..where shall I begin on the infinite sadness this bastard has afflicted on me? We started talking several months ago, decided to be friends and go from there. Initially, we spoke on the phone for hours and we were really really into each other.. I couldn’t wait to meet him and he seemed to feel the same. His owns his own business and was busy at the time. It was the end of his busy season and there were many loose ends to tie up. He kept saying we’d get together, asked what I wanted to do and plan. However, it kept getting pushed back further and further. He constantly said how nice I was, sexy, loved talking to me, how intelligent I was and he felt he knew me. I was so enveloped by him that I ignored the classic signs of 'he just wasn’t into me.' I work with his nieces and unfortunately they got fired from the company. It was their own doing: surfing the Internet, leaving work too early. Nonetheless, they blamed me because I was on the management team and they thought I should have 'stopped’ the terminations. I had no say or control over the decisions. Thereafter, they tainted his mind with blatant lies about me. He stopped calling and I knew something happened but I didn’t know what. He blew me off and never gave the chance to find out why. In disgust, I called him and gave him a piece of my mind n his voicemail. He got the message and immediately called me to fight.. We talked it out but he never trusted me fully again. He was also distant and cold. But, he still wanted to 'converse' because I was a nice girl. He went away for a few months and he kept saying that he’d love to take me out still. Like a dumb a.., I kept hoping against hope he would. His calls were once a week or once every 3 weeks. I hung around like an idiot. He finally returned to resume his work. He immediately called and wanted to know why he didn’t hear from me for awhile. He thought I was mad at him. I told him that I was backing off and not trying anymore. He had no reaction. He did ask for my pic again and I mailed it. Do you know he never responded to it? He never acknowledged receipt or react to it? I mean, I am not a supermodel but at least I believe I am decent looking. This finally woke me up. He did call again but I answered, said nothing and hung up. He hasn’t called since. Good riddance! Thank you jerk for wasting my time. Thank you jerk for opening my eyes to the scum that still walks the earth. Thank you for disrespecting me, not considering my feelings, giving me false hope, telling me what I wanted to hear, deeming me a liar and not apologizing or giving me a chance to defend myself. Thank you for ruining my self esteem and having me question myself. Thank you for never taking me out. Thank you for making me realize how desperate I came off, how I showed the world that I would stoop so low to accept this behavior from a male, how I cried over you and wondered where I went wrong, how I pondered why I wasn’t good enough. Thank you for showing me that I needed to have one last smack in the face to see you for the piece of garbage you are. After all of this, I do not hate you, I ABHOR you! You were a waste now and always will be. Perhaps one day, you will leave Mommy’s house and realize that a 38 year old male needs his own space.
> He used you sixually speaking, he did like you but he was not in love with you. I wonder why he took you so long to realize that. You were just his F... buddy. The fact that you guys were related did not stop him to use you as a toy. Effectively, you have the right to hate him, he is been so devilish. Remember, man like to lie and they would even give you the moon to get in your panty. The best advice i can give you is to learn from it and to move on with your life.
I hate how he says he'll do one thing but does another. I hate how he goes against my emotions and doesn't give a s... about me. I hate how we argue and argue and argue and he won't spend a single dime to call me or text me so we can resolve our issues. All he wants is an online relationship, why? Cos its cheaper and that's exactly what he is a big cheap bastard. I hate how he compares me with his ex and tells me over and over how he spent thousands and thousands of dollars on her to pay for her education and that he did her homework, but when im very stressed out and I ask for 15 minutes of his time, he makes excuses. OMG Excuses!! Seems like he wrote the book on excuses, he must be the author cos he has an excuse for every friggin thing. For him its all excused, but for the other person its torture time. HYPOCRITE. He goes out to the bar and drinks himself crazy, but when I mention that I want to hang out with my friends he raises hell. He initiated to help me with something and didn't follow through, because he will not take the cost of a friggin text message. I'm not worthy of it, whatever he will realize soon. Mostly I hate how he showed me soo many dreams and I was stupid enough to think they will come true, I hate how I have to beg for something that I am entitled to: love. Friggin gray, I really hate the battle between my brilliant mind and my stupid heart. I love the fact that once I'm gone he's going to sit there in a little corner and cry but the best part is that by then I will not have an iota of desire to seek him. HAHAHAA
I met this guy through a friend and have been texting with him for a wile. I started to like him more and more. Today he texted me saying he was love sick with a girl he thought was beautiful and too amazing for words. So I said things like 'Omg that is so cute! You should tell her!! What is she like?!' He ended up confessing it was me he was talking about. He told me he loved me and thought I was beautiful also he had one thing he had to say to me but he wanted to say it in his voice. I hate talking on the phone and he knows that but he convinced me to call and all I would have to say is 'Hi.' I called, said hi, all I hear is hysterical laughter in the backround... After I hung up I texted saying 'What was so funny?' he replied 'Your voice xD' My voice is higher when I say 'Hi.' Isn't everybody's? So anyway, he proceeded to tell me all of it was just a joke. Obviously I am extrememly hurt and I cannot believe he would do that! I told him he hurt me and how cruel his 'joke' was and that he should go to hill! I HATE him!!!
okay so i meet this one AMAZING and PERFECT guy at church one day! the next day we started going out and he was my first kiss and just the most perfect person ever! but then it started drama at my church and we had to go our separate ways(for the sake of church sadly even though we still loved each other). so i missed him but he got back with his ex and even though he was with her he still 'loved' me and wished it wouldnt have started drama at our church. his new girlfriend was awful in every way i just hate her, she slept around and would cheat on him and tell him. but he always took her back and not me. he was the church type, no s.. before marriage and everything, but yet he was with HER?!? no sense what-so-ever. but then the next week at church, AT CHURCH, he told me how he has this secret. so he got me alone and said 'what would you do if i were to kiss you right now?' and you know it, he kissed me, in church, while he had a girlfriend that wasnt me. he tossed me around and then a few weeks later i told him, 'its me or her, you cant have both! have her, even though she hurts you and cheats on you. or me, i dont promise everything will be perfect but i will treat you right.' well yeah, he chooses her! he said 'she is changing i think, and i dont know if this is stupid of me or not.' well yeah IT WAS STUPID OF YOU. ugh, i told him not to talk to me and we cant be friends cause we havent ever really been friends. now i am off his myspace top and he wont even look at me at church. i miss him:(
I was in NYC last summer for a trip and I met him, my far blood line cousin. The night before I took a airplane back to my country, we found we like each other and then we s..... In two monthes I went back to NYC again. He said he liked me but we can't be gf/bf. He asked me what should we do.' If you want, we can still do kissing, hug and s.., I know it's bad, but... if you want... 'he said. We stayed a close relationship for one week. Because his dad and grandmom was going back to his house for one month. At one night, we were having s.., and suddently he said we need to stop before his family come back to NYC. I cried and asked what did he want. He told me that he doens't want to hurt me. After we separated, I sent lots of texts and email to him, but he seldom replied to me. There were couple times response email, he wrote that he didn't like me as much as I did and it was not enough to become bf/gf. Also he thought we are not capatible. Sure, blood line is a problem too. Friendship is all he can offer to me. He was cool and not considerated and ended up our relationsihip very quickly. He s.... with me with little likeness. Because I am not his gf, he disaappered from my dailylife without any responsibility. He liked s.. without any promise. He liked to do it just for fun. Janurary I went to his house and we s..... He said, ' You know, it's just s... It won't change anything between us.' Because of him, I know that men can s.. before they really fall in love with a woman. If they s.. with you, it doesn't mean anything's important. For him, I am just a girl who he likes enough to s.. but not enough to become his girl. I hate him is because I belive him, i believe he said he like me. And then he left me soon, he realized he didn't like me much. I hardly believe whoever says he likes me now. I hardy really trust a man and everytime I fear they will leave me soon. I can't trust a guy.
I married a man 15 years my senior. I favored the age difference, it was never an issue. We helped each other raise 4 teenagers his and mine. We drank to much together. I wanted change, to get healthier. He didn't. He is a college professor, I am in management. Two professionals could certainly get it together; or so I thought. The baggage from his last marriage which had ended 12 years prior to us meeting eachother haunted our relationship, as did his ex-girlfriends, and he blamed me for the loss of all of them, even as I didn't know him and was probably 15 years old when his 2nd wife divorced him. The fights and our resources were depleated with his insistance on paying child support for kids in their 20's even as they lived with us or in college for which we paid 1/2. I left to professional school, he used my loan money for living expenses including rent to pay for the mortgage, because he was drinking and gambling his earnings away with his best friend with whom he w ould split his earnings. I had a bank account which I allowed him to go into for my share of the bills, come the end of the month, when I needed money, I would find that he had depleated my account. He riddiculed me in public, humiliated me in front of friends and family and blamed me for all of his ills including his cancer. I saw him through his cancer, and he finally critisized me for staying in touch with him, this of course after I helped him through his hospital recovery. We have separated twice, the first time he kicked me out of our home, the second time, I left our apartment after the sale of our home. I recently found out that he is seeing someone 25 years his junior who is married, and going through some things in her own life. I know her, she was a friend of ours during our courtship. I found this out, because I noticed that our shared phone minutes were being depleated, and I had to incur the expense as he ate up over 600 minutes a month. It was my cell-phone account and had been since I was dating him. I put him on my account because he was declaring bankruptcy and his credit was shot. I helped him through so much, and the best that he has ever done for me, was pretend to be a father to my kids, and destroy every single part of me, that I allowed him access to. He was absolutely the worse companion, the worse friend, the worse lover, the worse everything. I feel like I spent the last 9 years living with an enemy.
So last year I went skiing with this boy Tom and he was really nice to me, but he had a girlfriend so I just treated him like all of his other friends, even though I secretly liked him. Then this year at a concert I ran into him again, and we traded numbers. He has a new girlfriend now. Since we traded numbers we have been texting nonstop. Granted some he does compliment me, but I never give him any reason to think I like him (no s..... jokes, major flirting, just tease him about how stupid he is). Yesterday he texted me saying he had a secret for me. I was like shoot, and he told me that he had feelings for me when we went skiing before and that’s why he broke up with his old girlfriend. I don’t want to be a homewrecker, so I told him we need to talk about this in person, so he can say to my face that he does not have any romantic feelings for me and that I am not coming between him and his new girl. I really want to just be his friend. But he keeps texting me, and I don’t want to talk to him until I see him in person. He keeps saying to me that he’s sorry he ever told me and wants us to go back to talking. Two times now we have planned to meeting and he has blown me off, saying he’s busy or his girlfriend is coming over. I hate him now, because I just wanted to be his friend and I think he’s a great guy. I don’t know what to do!!!
I hate you for making me sad. I hate you for lying. I hate you for not loving me. I hate that I am addicted to you. I hate that you make me dreams. I hate that you are the first and last thing I think about each day. I hate that I am not perfect enough for you. I hate that I think you are perfect for me.I hate that I am not perfect enought for your friends or family. I hate that my friends and family think you are perfect. I hate that I remember all the good times. I hate that you remember all the bad times. I hate that I was the other woman most of the time. I hate that we can be laughing all the times. I hate that i'm transparent but you are dark. I hate that you told me we are not match but i'm still be on your side.I hate that I can't picture my life without you. I hate that you can't picture your life with me. I hate that I love you and but you love your ex girlfriend. I hate that you tell your best friend she is the one you want to spend your life together with before we met meet but you lied to me you love me.I hate that you are back to your ex-girlfriend now and tell me you are a good and kind person. I hate that actually you never love me, you are always compare me with her and emotionally abuse me. I hate that actually every minute when you are together with me, you are thinking of her, for more than one year.I hate you with all my life. i hate myself at this moment.
> The words of a mature love gone very bad! I'm so sorry, and I know your pain!
ok well,my boyfriend jonathan dumped me! he thought i was cheating on him!well it backfired on him.oh!i forgot to tell you my name is stephanie.i am in elementary.(i know i am wayyyy to young)anyways,oh ya it backfired on him.i had 2 offers!in 10 minutes.one is wayyy to old. so now i have a boyfriend! named cody.i love him wayyy too much tho.lolhehe lol thats my story X) don't tell
What a jerk!!! He goes to a different school and people started calling her telling her he had all of these girlfriends, he kept denying it. Well, guess what. She finally snooped and found out how true it was. She broke up with him and everything went very well.. She started hanging out with friends again who he wouldn't allow her to see no matter what I told her. Well days passed and then he started calling her from other cell numbers that we didn't know and therefore couldn't block. Now he wants to be friends. FRIENDS YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME!!! She has such feeling for him that he never had for her, there's so much more to tell, he plays mind games and is a big manipulator...his parents never really have a clue what he is up to. They just think they do as he lies to them constantly about his whereabouts. I need to get rid of him but have had no luck. I really think he just wants to string her along so that when he's bored he will have her to hang out with. The bad thing is that when she was friends with him he had her call his ex-girl so he could tell her he was on the internet and they could talk because lo and behold her parents didn't want her to have any communication with him. Hmmm...looking like a strange little pattern here isn't it. I really feel he has some emotional or mental problem and I think the only way he will ever leave her alone is if he becomes obesessed with someone elese...God help that girl and family because he will be nice for a long time and then the living hell will start. These are high school kids and I don't know what elese to do besides block numbers and not let her see him at all at our home and not take her anywhere she could meet him. Any ideas how to get rid of this weirdo on a permanent basis would be welcome!
I hate that he seemed so much sweeter online. I hate that he was sweet in person, online, then changed when he saw me. I hate that he was so rude on my birthday. Here's my story: We met @ summer camp. We emailed and imed and then saw each other over winter break. But over 6 monthes, he only called me once. After I persuaded him it was ok like, 10 times. So, I broke up with him later. Via email... now, many of you are probably thinking b....! But he wouldn't call me or give me his #. How else could i contact him? we imed and emailed again. I liked him again and i told him. He said the same. At my party, he was the only male who showed up. Another friend of mine who he didn't like was there, and she was insulting him, like always. However, he was HITTING her. HITTING! While my mother was in the room! Now, I hate him, because if I dump him again, then I AM the ultimate B..... I hate that he and most of my friends WRECKED/KILLED/DESTROYED my birthday, after I haven't been able 2 afford one in FIVE YEARS! I hate that he changed....for the worse
> Beware of ever getting back with him. If he hit that girl, no matter what he says (why he did it, that he won't ever do it again, etc.), he has it in him to hit you. -John
Okay, so I have this friend. We would talk all the time, have really funny chats about random s... and now he's ignoring me. WTF is his problem? Does he really think someone else can make him laugh like I can? I'm beginning to think he's nothing but a f...... a......, I mean how dare he ignore me, who the hill does he think he is? I'm so tempted to make his life a living hill, I'm sure he's ignoring me because his 'girlfriend'(and I use that term loosely)had told him to stop our friendship. He's so f...... weak, I don't need this s.... I HATE HIM!!!!
I hate him for ignoring me, talking to someone hotter instead. I hate him for leading me on for months. I hate him for not telling me he had a girlfriend. I hate him for beaking up with me over instant message. I hate him for getting into a fight at the bar. I hate him for not calling when he said he would call. I hate him for being so selfish. Too many disappointments, I'm done with him.
I think that this is website is such a great idea. The way I see it, people can vent and be heard, regardless of whether it is validated or not. Also, it creates a sense of community regarding these emotions and problems. Here's my story (a long one): I hate him. But I also love him at the same time. This duality tears me apart. We were in a relationship for 2 1/2 years. I was 27 and he was 29. What went wrong? He was an immature jerk and was hot and cold with me. He made me believe that he wanted a future with me. That he loved me. And then when things got tough, he withdrew and would want to break up. This was not a healthy cycle for me or us. On top of that, his friends were trying to manipulate him to break up with me because I didn't fit into their clique. We weren't in high school, so what is up with this clique business? Also, why was he choosing his friends over me? After months of struggling with each other and me freaking out about his ever evolving commitment to me, we got in a huge fight and said 'I want out'. Note that this was not the first time we had said this to each other. We had done this several times before - most of it coming from him. So, in my mind we were taking a break. Not a full breakup. I still had keys to his house, a bunch of my stuff there, and we never had the full breakup talk. Just a couple 'I want to break up' words during a fight. During that time I decided to take time away from him to work on myself and give him space. During that month I was devastated. I could not eat and cried everyday. When it got to the point where i wanted to reach out to him again, he told me that he didn't want to talk to me and shut me out. I figured that he was still p..... and needed space and that I needed to respect that. A few weeks later I decided to take matters into my own hands and confront him. After long discussions and thought we decided to get back together. After we got to a place to work on our relationship again, his friends were still upset about us being back together, which continually weighed on his mind. Also, I found out that one week after we had 'broken up' he met someone new and had started dating. After 2 1/2 years together I was stunned and hurt that he would have the capacity to go out with someone else so soon. Not only that, for their first date, he took her to a restaurant that we used to go to for special occasions and spent $85 on her. Also, he saw her numerous times, bought her more expensive dinners, and even invited her to his friend's birthday party and went there as a couple. I had every reason to be upset about his indiscretions, and we kept fighting. He kept insisting that we were broken up and that the thing with her was separate from me. Obviously, I disagreed. A few months later, he bought be a promise ring. Said he loved me and wanted a future. I trusted that. However, one week later his friend got upset about something about me not being good for him and confronted. So he decided to take time away and think. He asked me to trust him and that he just needed a few days to think. I trusted him. Little did I know that he was going to change the locks, tell everyone we had broken up and then tell me two days later what he had decided. I didn't know what to do. I loved him so much and had fought so hard for relationship. So, I powered through and decided I wanted to work with him through these problems and his immaturity and tendency to act out his frustrations by doing stupid stuff like date someone new, listen to his friends and break up with me. This all took place a few years together. We are still together and have built a home together. The love won out in the end. However, the anxiety and pain regarding this period did not go away. And now I am finding out new information about the past. For instance, I found out that he more or less had s.. with her. For two years he kept telling me that she was 'something to do' and that they didn't do anything but kiss and that he wasn't really into her. Now I find out that she was in what is now our house, naked, only four weeks after we decided to take a break. And they saw each other a lot. Then he lied to me about it. Also, he now is finally admitting that he wasn't just going out with her to 'do something' - he was excited about her and was going out with her b/c there was potential for her to be a girlfriend. Finally, during the time I came back to begin the conversation to work things out with him, I think he continued seeing her. He still called her anyway. This stings so much and I hate him. We are now in therapy together. The psychologist explains that he was acting out because he was so overwhelmed with feelings, and it's not because he didn't love me. A part of me accepts this but another part of me thinks that he's just a terrible person underneath it all. Again, I love him but I hate him. He's now finally beginning to take ownership for what he did and is now starting to fully understand how terrible was to me back then. But is this all too late? The hurt runs deep. I still feel betrayed. I don't think that I can trust him. I love him and am committed to him, but I am not sure if this relationship is worth it anymore. It hurts too much, despite all his efforts to make it better. Am I fool to stick with this?
I hate Travis hes a man horer
I hate him, because I love him. He couldn't care less. Why does he have to be so angry with me? Truth is I am afraid of him because he's so powerful. When ever I'm around him I shake like a fish. Why, why after two-three years of not talking does he finally myspace me? So I made dates, and kept breaking them off for the passed 2 months, because I'm still afraid to be around him. Today I finally called him and heard his sweet angelic voice. We were going to hang out but he broke it off for such a stupid reason. I think he's getting back at me for breaking off dates for so long but I don't know. I miss him.. his soft strong chest. It makes me feel so safe. I wonder if he thinks about me every second like I do him. Probably not. I hate him. But I need him.
I've been married to my husband for a year and a half. He's stationed in Virginia while I'm graduating here in Cali so we haven't really spent a lot of time together. However, we did choose to have a baby so I just had our son three months ago. My husband said that while he was over here while I was having our son, he fell out of love with me and fell into it with a girl on the internet who has a 7 year old son and a live in boyfriend (my husband is only 21). He said that as long as she would be part of his life, he was willing to write both me and our son out of his life. Now, even his mom thinks I'm the bad guy here. Everything this girl tells him he claims 'must be true', but I told him that she's only saying what he wants to hear so he would give her money. The first and only time they've ever met in person is when he flew her out to meet him for s.. in our home in Virginia while I was in Cali with our son. (I call her a p......... for that). He said that if I never found out she was there, he was gonna have us move back there like planned two weeks later, give it a week, and if he still wanted the girl, he was gonna kick us out, even though it's on the other side of the country. So now we're getting a divorce.
I hate him for not calling me...for having excuses all the time...that he was working...and he forgot that he had to call me...i hate you, for not noticing how much i care for you, i do everything to get your attention...i hate that you still mad at me, that you cant forget, even though i apologized...i hate that i cant be with you right now, hate that you dont even think about me...but i think about you...hate that i love you...hate that i cant live without you, that you exist, i hate that day when we met...those eyes..that smile...hate that i know that you still think about that girl that i never knew...damn, i hate you, but i can't breathe without you, babe...
i hate him becuz he has a tendency to be flirty with other girls. i can sort of tell that it means nothing to him but sometimes i question it. he constantly has me wondering, it bothers mel ike no other, idk what to do, idk if im overreacting...does he even like me? ..he has me confused he will flirt with me, go to movies with me, met my mom, he is even asking me out to go places with me, but he doesnt exactly give me the same attention he gives these 2 other s..... i go to like all of his bball games and they havent gone to any, he really appreciates me going, so i always try too, but i still am just unsure of what to think. my heart is set on this sixy beast, lol! i really dont wana give up on it, but if i absolutely have to, then i will. please help if youve been in a similar situation! thanks!
> In the olden days there was a difference between dating and being exclusive. It sounds like he likes dating you, but he's not ready to be exclusive / 'go steady' with you. That's fine if you're both happy with that. If you want more of a relationship, then tell him how you feel and what you want. Or, if it's not worth the risk (what if he doesn't want to go steady and decides to date you less?) then don't tell him. Apologies- math background, but... It's the same idea as 'expected value.' If you don't tell him, then the expected value is 0% no dating + 100% dating but not steady + 0% dating and steady. You know what you're getting, no risk of losing him, but no chance at having more. If you do tell him, then the expected value is 33% no dating + 33% dating but not steady + 33% dating and steady. I just made the 33/33/33 up, but that's the idea. If you totally knew he wanted to go steady with you it would be 0/0/100, so you'd know ahead of time that you'd get what you want. Or, if he was totally certain that he didn't want to go steady with anyone and you knew it would freak him out or something if you asked, then it would be 100/0/0, so you'd know that you wouldn't get what you want and you'd lose what you already have. The problem (if you're nerdy enough to try to attach numbers to it) is that you don't know how interested he'd be in dating you exclusively or how weird things might be if you asked and he said no. -John
One of my best friends and I have known each other for over 7 years so it came to my surprise that I just found out that she had a cousin who was only a few years younger then us which I have never met let alone heard about . . . but from the moment that I met Dillion I knew that there would be something more between us then a friendship. He and I hung out for months with out ever taking the situation there, but then one night in January he was at my house and he made his move!!! Everything was great for the time being until about 3 months later he introduced me to his family as his 'girlfriend' which was a spur of the moment type of deal because he never even discussed the idea with me!!! After that all hell broke loose . . . one day he would tell me that he loved me and the next day he would drop off the face of the earth, no e-mail no phone call nothing and this would go on for days at a time until I would call which would only lead to him getting upset because he would say 'I blow him up' (and really I would tell you if I did call a lot but come on!!! I talked to him maybe 2 times on the phone per week for a matter of 5 minutes or less!!!) Dillion would tell me all the time that I was an attention where, which is true I do need a lot of attention but he knew that from the get go!!! Which made me believe that he may or may not have had hopes to change me!!!?? Mean while, he tells me to get my life together when I’m the one who has the degree, the car, the job. . . and he didn’t even graduate high school!!! So the day that we broke up he refused to meet with me face to face so I was forced to do my dirty work over the phone (which I did not want to do, because for as bad as this went I respected him a little more then that) Him and I are still friends so if he found out I wrote to you I would be toast but deep down I really hate him for even taking us there, I was sooo fine with just being someone for him to rub up on because I knew we never really had a future together (and I accepted that) but now things are ‘effed up and it’s all his fault and I hate him for that P.S story number 482 Rocks!!! J Not too much info there but enough to let your imagination wonder what the hill happened in the end Confidentiality Note: The preceding e-mail message (including any attachments) contains information that may be confidential, protected by applicable legal privileges, or constitute non-public information. It is intended to be conveyed only to the designated recipient(s). If you are not an intended recipient of this message, please notify the sender by replying to this message and then delete it from your system. Use, dissemination, distribution or reproduction of this message by unintended recipients is not authorized and may be unlawful.
> I know it's an auto-generated email footnote, but it's funny when you consider the message is intended for everyone. -John
i hate this guy for treatin me like s... and when i texted him i dont want to be his girlfriend anymore he messaged me back sayin..' hmmm, alrite if this is how it goes, thank you for makin it so easy for me too... guess i dont want it either, thank you for everything, will see if we can still be friends. :) bye'... can you imagine this is a 24 year old guy actin like a 16 year old guy. im so disgusted with him, but im a Diva and i dont need some physco dude like him!!!
> So...he's a psycho dude for agreeing with you and doing what you asked? -John
> if he had any feelings for you, he would have never treating u like s.... i personally think dat he was surprised of you breaking up with him and he had to show some pride by texting you back. I am glad you realized the jerk he was...Jessica
I hate him because I gave him everything, and he told me not to doubt him, then he told me everything I had been scared of hearing. I hate him for emailing me straight away asking how my week had been, the worst week of my life. I hate that he doesnt need me and probabaly never did.
I am still really young and in middle school i am really shy, so it has always been hard to talk to boys and stuff. After getting used to a new year, i met a guy named gregory.... well we matched perfectly we had the same interests and the same goals. well it lasted for about 8 months but he never showed any signs of interest, like kissing me or even wanting to do anything with me besides talk.So after figureing out this relation ship is not going anywhere i asked him 'Are we still friends still? he just shruged his houlders so i broke up with him. It has been 2 weeks and he has been talking to me by msn or texting a he even told me that he would pick me to have saxual stuff to do with. my head is so confuced why would he say that after we broke up and also why is he always trying to make me jelouse and feel like i am dirt
> Maybe he doesn't want a relationship, but just wants to get in your pants. My first reaction is to take the usual grown-up line of 'you're not ready for it yet,' but i'm sure you've heard that before. The best bit of advice I can give is to make sure what you're after and what he's after are the same things. It might be fine (though i'd advise against it) if it was just about the naughty stuff for both of you. The problem would be if you're in it for the relationship and he's in it for the naughty stuff. -John
I hate him for pretending he doesn’t care. Here’s my story. I met this guy my first semester of college. He was in my English class and a few weeks in we began talking regularly before class. We talked about the most random stuff… anything we could think of… and I began looking forward to class just so I could see him. Eventually, he asked me out, but I told him no. See, another aspect of my life is that I have a very… involved… family. Technically, I’m allowed to date but in reality, it’s not an option. I was homeschooled for the majority of my pre-college education and so my family (especially my two sisters) and I are really close. And as much as I LOVE the relationships I have with them, they definitely cross the line of appropriate control sometimes. None of them would be accepting of me dating because they aren't ready for me to have a relationship with someone other than them (even if he was perfect!), so I kept him hidden from them in an attempt to preserve what was there. the fact is, I’m nineteen years old and I’ve never been on a date, had a boyfriend, or even BEEN KISSED, all because I allow my family to control my love life. It’s truly depressing to think about, and I know it's wrong to be so accepting of it all but they’re too important to me to risk losing them for something that’s not a guarantee... so I let it happen. Anyway, the semester ended eventually and we had sort of become friends but I didn’t see him all that often so we really weren’t that close but then my second semester started and I found he was in two of my classes! We started seeing each other all the time at school… hanging out between classes and going to lunch... the last school day before Spring Break we went to lunch and ended up spending almost two hours just talking. Then we started texting, a lot. Over break we’d talk all the time in the morning, afternoon, and night about anything… everything. He was so interested and attentive and great and I loved every bit of it… I couldn’t help but get a rush of excitement anytime I noticed my cell had a new text with his name on it. I walked around with it glued to my side for almost three weeks. All this time I was really starting to like him and I think he liked me too but I still couldn’t date him… and he knew that BEFORE he started talking to me so much. He knew the circumstances I lived with… we called it my ‘situation’… and said he understood, that he was fine. But then, one night while we were texting, he randomly asked me where this is going. I, once again, reiterated the fact that it couldn’t go anywhere further than where it was and he knew that. I told him that, for me, this is as good as it’s going to get… at least for now. So he tells me that he isn’t interested anyway, not mean just very matter-of-fact, like he was only asking in the first place to clarify something… and then he stopped. He stopped talking to me, texting me, he small talks with me at school and every now and then he’ll drop his guard and go back to his old self, but for the most part he pretends like nothing ever happened. Like we never had those few weeks where things had been so different. I’m barely an ACQUAINTANCE now… and it kills me. I don’t understand why he needed to stop talking to me if, while he WAS talking to me, he wasn’t ever interested to begin with. It’s not like I broke his heart or something because he said he didn’t like me like that anyway. I don’t understand what I did wrong. I've never hidden ANYTHING from him, and I was always completely up front with how I felt and everything else. I eventually confronted him with how I felt like he just quit me once I said nothing could happen but he just said he wasn’t interested, again, and that he couldn’t text 24/7. But I never MADE him text me so much to begin with! He started JUST as many conversations as I did… if not more. And he’s blaming ME for the amount of time we spent together… like he regrets it! And that hurts more than anything because even though I knew there wasn’t a chance for us to be together, I still got caught up in everything. I couldn't help myself. I’m not going to say I love him… it didn’t get THAT far… but I definitely began to REALLY care about him and it kills me that I don’t have him anymore. At least not the way I used to. I hate him for making me care so much. I hate him for pulling me in with every word, every look, and then cutting me off like he couldn’t care less. I hate him because I feel this addiction to his attention, but sometimes I don’t even know if it’s him that I crave so much or the brief glimpse at what could have been between us… it was just so right. Effortless. We were friends with that little something extra and it never felt weird or like we were crossing some forbidden line… it just fit. I hate him for acting like he doesn’t care that things are different now. I hate that we barely talk and we’re kind of awkward, but I think what I hate the most… is that I sometimes believe he’s not pretending. He really just doesn’t care. And that hurts me so bad because here I am… thinking about him every chance I get and constantly wondering if he ever thinks about me anymore. And now he’s leaving. About a week after we had it out he told me he'd had a meeting… with a recruiter… for the Air Force. He was leaving in a few months, he said, and I suddenly had a rush of panic like I'd never felt before. I wasn’t surprised because he’d I knew that he’d come from a military family but it was a blow nonetheless. He leaves for San Antonio in a September and I don’t know when I’ll ever see/talk to him again after that. It scares me… and there’s not a thing I can do about it. If he doesn’t want to talk to me once he’s gone… then that’s it. We don’t talk. And part of me knows that’s exactly what’ll happen… I know we’ll lose touch entirely but I just don’t want to accept it. Most of all, I hate him because I don’t hate him… I want to so badly because it would honestly make things so much easier but I can’t shake him. He occupies my thoughts, my dreams; almost everything I see or hear reminds me of him somehow. He’s a part of everything and it sickens me that I’ve become THAT GIRL. The one that lets the way some guy acts dictate her own actions. I hate that I get caught up in everything he says… every little bit he gives me I take, and I crave more. I hate that every time I talk to him, or see him, or whenever he sits close enough that I can smell him, everything about him draws me in. I hate that I still wish he'd kiss me... even though it won't ever happen, and would only complicate things if it did, I still wish he would... just one time. I hate that he made me care so much and is now leaving me before I’m ready to let him go. Because, in the end, that’s the worst part. I don’t know when I’ll be able to let him go… Christina=
> I could be completely wrong, but this seems like the most obvious interpretation (look up 'Occam's Razor'). You two started to become friends. Then he started to develop feelings for you. Then he realized the two of you couldn't have a relationship, given your situation. Then he cut off most of your contact together, in order to try and minimize his exposure to the thing he wants, but can't have (a relationship with you). People change how they feel over time. He may or may not still have feelings for you- he might really not care now, or he might care and be hiding that away (both from himself and you) to avoid pain. You're faced with the choice of either standing up to your family or allowing this same pattern of events (you make a friend, start to fall in love, it ends in sadness) over and over again for your entire life. If you choose to stick with the way your family does things, then that's probably how things are going to be. If you choose to stand up to your family, then you need to realize that there are some things (the overall issue of your happiness in life, including who you choose to be with) where your needs are more important than those of your family. There's a rope tied to your left hand. Your family is pulling on the other end of that rope. There's a rope tied to your right hand. Love / freedom / relationships / etc. is pulling on the other end of that rope. You're stuck in the middle. You can continue to stand in the middle, being pulled on by both ropes. You can cut the rope on the left (family) and move to the right. Find a guy, fall in love, get married, have kids if you want, all that stuff. Or you can cut the rope on the right and stick with the existing situation. If you cut the rope on the left, either your family will get over it in time or they will ostracize you to some degree. Chances are they'll get over it given enough time. If you cut the rope on the right, chances are the rope will grow back. You might not end up with this particular guy, but you'll run into another guy you like some day. It is an invevitable consequence of biology. That's the way life works- you grow up and you have your own life apart from your family. That's how families grow and how new families are made. -John
He drives me crazy... I miss his touch, his embrace, and that attitude. I hate the way he makes me feel. Why does he make me feel so good though? I hate him for making me feel this way. All it was between us was mind blowing sax. I was really good at keeping thing strictly friends with benefits. That was the first nine months. All the sudden he came around more and more. He kept giving me these longing stares. Then he would say things like I would be a good girl to be with but he lived to rough of a life. WHAT??? More stares, more words. I tried to push him away but he was my drug. I needed him. I wanted him all the time. I could not get enough. It would drive me crazy if I could not have him, but I could all the time. I was getting deeper into his spell but I did not care, it felt so good. I told him it was getting to be too much, that I would find someone else. He would just give it to me better, deeper, more and more. For personal reasons like school and money I decided to move(maybe just a little I needed to get away from my addiction). When I told him I was going he said no because he was falling for me. I laughed it off. I loved that he wanted me to stay. I was even more intriged. I moved to VA. One month later I was going crazy away from him. We talked one night when he told me he wanted to move to VA. I was estatic. I left at 3AM, YES 3AM, and took the 3 hour drive to retrieve and releve my itch,my craving. My drug lasted not even 12 hours. He woke up the morning after we arrived in VA to say that he was 'out of his element'...WHAT??? He even said that my reactions caused him to further know that he could not stay. I even offered to pay 6months rent in advance on a new place for him so he could get on his feet.Needless to say he went back to MD. He calls, I call. But my addiction is strong. I need him. If he misses one call, I call until he answers, then he screams at me for acting crazy. I hate him. Why does he make me feel this way...doesnt he know how he makes me feel..he knew what he was doing when he put in all that work...I HATE HIM love SASKIA
> This is why 'friends with benefits' is generally not a good idea. However much you try to avoid it, sax involves a certain amount of emotion towards the other person. -John
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