Broken Hearts

Hi Tj. unang-una, gusto ko magsorry. di ko gustong makasakit ng iba. hindi ko rin inaasahan na mapapagod ako sa kakahintay at kakaunawa. gusto ko lang hanapin ang sarili ko. nitong mga nakaraang araw, sa sobrang dami ng problema na iniisip ko, hindi ko alam kung sino na yung malalapitan ko. all along kasi pakiramdam ko ako lang mag-isa, alam mo yun? that was the time na kinailangan kita. at wala ka. sobrang sakit para sa kin nun. kasi yung taong napakahalaga sa kin ang mas lalong nagpabigat ng problema. pasensya na kung pinili ko munang layuan ka. pasensya na kung di ko nagugustuhan yung tono ng mga chat mo. pasensya na sa mga pagkukulang ko. pasensya na kung nasaktan kita. siguro kailangan ko muna mapag-isa. itetest ko muna yung sarili ko kung kakayanin ko ba 'to mag-isa. kung...
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I felt hurt, I have felt pain. But most of all I feel sorry for you. Sleeping with a man who is married shows you have no morals. You have no self respect. I was mad, I hated you. I was diagnosed with cancer. You acted like my friend you told me you wouldn't talk to him any longer. Only to hurt me again. You have dragged my name through the dirt. Why? I ask I wasn't the one sleeping with a married man. It saddens me that your self worth is so low. I loved this man, part of me always will. What makes you think your special. I was you once is was amazing. I wish you well. I will fight for my life but what I won't do is hate you any longer. I feel sorry for you that you don't love yourself enough. Thank you MICHELE LANG WEST BEND WISCONSIN
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Baby that guy you saw on my insta story was my friend. Is that all for what we broke up ? The main issue was that you never trusted me and why would you also because you do not even trust yourself and I don't blame you for it. But I trusted you every single thing I never had doubt on you. You don't smoke and I smoke. You do not work but I am an independent chic. You do not have responsibilities but I have to take care of my mother...
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>It ( the affair) started in the fall of 2013 for Cristin. J (my husband) and she were at a work event and were participating in group pictures. Cristin slipped on a rock and J immediately caught her. He steadied her and for her, that's when she knew. She knew she felt something for him. J claims this incident made no matter to him. In fact, he didn't even remember it until Cristin told him when she started having feelings for him. In January 2014 they were at a meeting in Las Vegas. The last night of the event, Cristin and J had some drinks and began flirting with each other. They (the group) took a van back to the hotel. J got into the van first and sat in the back. Cristin followed. On the drive back, Cristin wrapped her arms around him and placed her head onto his shoulder. He...
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When I left to attend the concert, Messa di Gloria, I held within my chest a tiny kernel of hope that I would meet someone as the music swelled around me, or perhaps in the interval some dashing stranger would offer to buy me a drink and we would talk about everything and nothing long into the night. How romantic of me. I do not know why I hold this infernal hope in my heart, why I do this to myself every time I go out. I should know by now that fairytales don’t exist. During the day I tell my friends I am cold hearted and soulless, I make it clear I have no intention to indulge in the romantic relations others so desperately seek - they are beneath me. On the rare occasions someone expresses an interest in me, I make it into a game, a hunter hunting its prey, but in the end, I am the...
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And I can see it coming. The moment when I know he will choose her over me. The moment I know will come. I've been here before. Multiple times. A different guy, a different friend but the same heartbreak. And I know where it will lead me. A dark, cold hole where I sit and wonder why I'm once again not good enough. A place where the only thing that consumes my mind is where I went wrong or is there something wrong with me? A place where I consider myself unlovable. A place where I hide my tears to the world until it's time to go to bed and I'm by myself. And I lay there all night smothering my screams with a pillow. A place where I give up my innocence to someone else, a place where I drink myself to belligerence or get so high I can't remember when my feet left the ground, just to block...
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This letter is for those who are still wanting and waiting; wanting to give love and waiting to be loved back. I am single for more than a year now, I know it's not that long but I am still hoping for that 'magic.' I know it sounds pathetic but I still believe in the magic of love. When you keep on looking, you'll never find the perfect one. But when you're not trying, the right person will just be there unexpected. But the big question is what if I am not worth to be called as "The One?" What if I'll never be the right person? What if that unexpected person is already there for me but I am the one who's not ready yet. I once read a quote from TheGoodQuote that says "If you're waiting to be ready, you're waiting for the rest of your life." So I am trying to let myself out, trying...
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Lethal, As a child, you were my best friend. I was only twelve years old and you were twenty-one at the time. We never actually met in real life because obviously that would’ve been very inappropriate, but I was never close to anyone the way that I was close to you. It was the kind of friendship that meant something. I believe we were playing Borderlands on the Xbox 360 and just happened to get matched up. I still remember how we met. The way that I pretended my headset was broken for some silly reason. The way that you coaxed me out of my shell and let me really be myself. I was shy and naïve and young, and you were fascinating. I’m sure that you were like any other person on the planet, but to me, you were something of an entirely different nature. You’ve always kind of been a dream...
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An advice to myself: Throughout my life, even though I’m young, quite a few boys have already broken my heart. And for some weird reason I keep making the same mistakes… Why can’t I learn just like a normal person? The worst thing, which I regret every time is: I trust in other people very easily. And after I trust them they break my heart, just like that, and after that I depress a little, and a little and a little more. Something I have noticed in these past months is that a lot of people ask me “why aren’t you smiling? Is there something wrong? Are you okay?”, I guess the answer for that is that I grew? I’m more mature? Or even, I stopped believing? To be honest with you I love life, and I make the most of it, I travel around the world, I play sports, I study, I go to the beach, I...
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T You were my first boyfriend, the first boy I kissed, and even now you still have a place in my heart. You were always so goofy and really cared for me and I took that for granted. I want you to know that I didn’t intend to be a heartbreaker, I was just too young and not ready for a relationship. You deserve the best, and I know it won’t be hard for you to find. You truly are a great guy. C You were the first boy I truly loved. You were everything to me, and right now it all seems so far away and distant. So long ago I loved you. You were an asshole, and I will leave it at that. You know what you did, but I hope you know how you affected me as a person. At least once a month I think about you and everything you did. It hurts me still, but just know... I you ever texted me a “hello,” I...
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