Dumped :-(

Kit………. Thankfully, for the most part, now water under the bridge.

pretty much so I would say. All away in the past.

Rachel, Sounds familiar. 🙄

Took weeks to break up with my first gf, she wouldn’t get the message 😆 can laugh about it now, at the time it was shit.

kit – go to fbpm

can laugh about it now

I think this is the best thing – being able to stand back, at whatever point you’re finally over the tears and anger, and go “WTF, man?! 😀

Things were a damn sight easier when she just told me the truth.

They generally are!

“Sorry, I’ve found someone else” actually takes a lot less time to get over and move on from than “it’s not you, it’s me”…

Kit, absolutely.

Took a while, and bizarrely wise words from my then 12yr old pervy little brov before I finally got it.

last time i was dumped, well, suffered psychological abuse for about 6 months, lived on my nerves, lost all my confidence, lost 2.5stone (probably did me a favour there…) and that *beep*beep* wanted to be friends………..

looking back i cant believe i put up with it, talk about dodging a bullet.

and no, we aren’t friends 🙂

emsz – I though all little brothers were pervy???

Rachel

I though all little brothers were pervy???

As a wee brother, I can confirm that in the affirmative! I got caught with my big bro’s porn mags when I was 12…

Rach, yep, him and all his mates lol. glad I don’t live at home any more 😆

I’d been seeing a girl who was way too clingy just before I went out to the 1st Gulf war. Whilst I was out there talking to a mate that I need to get rid of her as she would wait outside my house for me to get back from a night out no matter what the weather was and clearly a touch mental. He said to give him her name and address and I’ll sort it and like an idiot I did.
Returning from the Gulf she was more than a little surprised to find out I was still alive, as was I that I had died. I spent the rest of that leave avoiding her family and especially her sisters who had attacked me in the middle of the supermarket.
My mate found it all very amusing when I caught up with him.

I’m certainly glad I don’t!! 😆

Rachel

never been dumped. Sorry 😛
p.s. emsz/rachel – big brothers are pervy too, mine is a nightmare, if I mention a friend he generally doesn’t continue the conversation until I have clarified whether she is ‘uckable’. 😯

she stabbed me 😥

God, it’s endless. He used to steal my pants, dirty little perv. 😯

tazzymtb – you have to tell us more than that! you may be the winner 🙂

Oddly the same thing almost happened to me but a good friend saved me from the blade!

tazzy – no way??? Wow.

emsz – that’s proper weird!!! 😯

Rachel

What? you got stabbed? What with?!!!! 😯

Oh yeah – Emsz why did he take your pants? Ebay?

**** hell Tazzy!! you have to tell us now!

rather not, it’s from a very dark part of my life, which probably explains why I’m such a lovely fluffy well balanced little soul now. Still, that which doesn’t kill you makes you stranger

He used to steal my pants, dirty little perv

WTF is that all about……

Found them in his room, at least they weren’t sticky 🙄

Experimenting I think…. lol

it’s a slippery slope from there, emsz…. 😉

haaaa eeeeewwwwww.

Right then. I’d been seeing a very nice lass at uni for a few weeks, quite the gymnast I seem to remember when I spotted another lass. Anyway, I dumped the first one for the second one and very soon realised that she was not quite the gymnast and really not that keen in the bedroom department unlike the first lass. Anyway, the first lass was making signs of recovery so we hooked up with each other again. In the meantime the second lass had been following my movements. I thought I’d been careful but apparently not, someone must have told on me in hindsight. There was an awkward confrontation at the front door where I exclaimed to a tearful second lass that it was alright as I had not slept with the first lass. I had….twice, that night/morning. Second lasses parting shot was ‘I hope you have a nice Christmas’. I did feel quite bad and as I type this I’m feeling guilty all over again, she was a very nice girl but at the age of 19 I was more interested in the talented and very, very keen gymnast.

Sorry Liz, I was a git.

Dumped an old gf at her 21st party.. Had been seeing each other about 8 months.. Was at her parents house about ten miles outside of Edinburgh, at three in the morning. Didn’t want to ruin the night for her, but had made up my mind it was over. I even bought and gave her a reasonably expensive mobile (student at the time), so when we went to bed and she obviously wanted another pressie I split up with her because on principle, I wouldn’t sleep with her.
Had to walk home to Tollcross, in the rain. At three in the morning. All my other friends were at a night out in Dundee.
It’s amazing how unpopular hitch hikers are around Edinburgh and it’s environs..
Stabbing tho? Really? I don’t want to want to know anything more!

because on principle, I wouldn’t sleep with her.

good for you!!

because on principle, I wouldn’t sleep with her.

What principle is this? I have no moral compass and need frequent re-directing 😈

But I do agree with Rachel as I am also a creep 😉

I’d been with this girl I’d known for a very long time and she was absolutely set on us getting married and having kids. The trouble was, she was an absolute train wreck and I didn’t want kids at the time. She just assumed that “things would be alright” when I asked her where the money was going to come from for a mortgage etc. Anyway, over the months she put constant pressure on me to submit and impregnate her and when I stood my ground, she started turning up at my friends’ doorsteps, bursting into tears and talking about children. I had various “friends” sit me down and demand that I do the right thing by this poor girl, get married and have babies, immediately.

When she started turning up at my brother’s house dropping hints that she’d forgotten to take her contraceptive pill I finished it.

It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, she was a lovely girl but was utterly toxic.

Another one had to be told four times that the relationship was over and that I didn’t want us to see each other anymore. She just kept turning up at my house every Friday night, despite the fact that I eventually got tired and slept on the sofa every time it was as if she just didn’t hear me each and every time. Nice girl, but in retrospect it would have been less mad had I actually dated a box of beards.

I said don’t slam the door on your way out, she did.

Not so much a dumping as a ‘no we aren’t back together’. Had sex with an ex outside a local nightclub when I was about 19 – the Pav for those that know Matlock back in the day.

Did the deed, don’t know if I satisfied her (probably not), zipped up and said….. ‘thanks’ and walked away. Much ranting from her ensued as I walked back to my mates and regaled the events to high 5’s all round.

I’m not proud…

my ex dumped me by a text message whilst i was at the seaside with the kids.
got home to find he had taken half the stuff out the house too. 👿

ATg and supertramp, had a kinda weird code, and still do.
The same mental moral compass meant that it was ok to ignore her calls (from the mobile I gave her) over the next couple of weeks,but when she called from a friend of hers’ phone whose number I didn’t recognise, I then had to sit and listen to her verbally abuse me for an best part of 40 mins.
Tanned a bottle of vodka and some red wine that night, luckily my friends pulled me semi conscious from a hedge a few hours later. ****.
But hey, we were all young once!

Got dumped picking up a former girlfriend at the airport, apparently she’d met someone amazing during her fortnight in Ibiza and they were getting married. They did as well, I didn’t get an invite.

I was pretty sure we had finished our relationship and was therefore somewhat surprised to be doorstepped by my Australian (ex-)gf when i was living in France. Last I saw her was a tearful au revoir at Melbourne airport. Sadly for all involved my erm Danish friend answered the door in her knickers and bra (and to be clear she was female). That sort of indicated that possibly her trip may have been somewhat presumptious. She smashed a van up in rage which was nice as it was parked in my space – mine was at work ! Had to be sneaked past her at the bus station in the boot of a car. She let my tyres down about a year later when i was back in NZ. Nutjob.

This thread goes from bad to worse! Yer brother stole yer knickers and you found them in his room?!

This thread goes from bad to worse! Yer brother stole yer knickers and you found them in his room?!

i wonder if he collected dead animals?

She was waiting at the airport in Amsterdam for me after being away for 6 months, I was at my mum and dad’s in Newcastle having tea.

That is how she found out.

Blimey usual spectrum of experiences, some proper tools.

Nothing too crazy here, worst was probably a text when I was flying home from a big trip, she preferred to have lunch with mates rather than see me on my return. She works in my office now, we get on fine.

Out of interest, are folk generally on good terms with or even friends with ex’s?

Oh and is this allthegear coming out? CHapeau

A sad story about the unfortunate result of being dumped. Not me fortunatly but i was involved i guess, anyway years ago whilst travelling in Oz with two blokes I met one of them was sent a dear John by a girl he had proposed to and was head over heels in love with. He was crushed and we decided to go for a canoe trip down Catherine Gorge. After a short while the guy started fitting and fell out of the canoe….he drowned.

Turns out that he was epilleptic and the upset and stressfrom being dumped had brought the fit on…at least that was the coroners verdict….all very sad.

We actually bumped into the girl who sent the letter a few months later, she was still travelling around with a friend and had the unpleasent job of telling her what had happened, i felt really bad for her she was very upset and guilt riden. 😥