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Weirdest Ending of A Relationship?
tania:
on the topic of the whole "it's okay to get mad at people based on who they date" mentality, i don't get it either. i try to view relationships in the broad sense that people don't belong to other people and they can have whatever consenting relationships they want with each other. if i broke up with a guy and he started to date a friend of mine, i'd probably be incredibly upset about the situation itself but i don't see how it makes any sense at all to actually feel anger towards either of them since, to me, that would imply that for some reason or another i have a say in their relationship or that they deliberately chose to feel attraction towards each other in order to spite me or that it's taboo because the guy technically still belongs to me or some other fucked up self-centered reasoning. i just go by the philosophy that people, unfortunately, are sometimes going to make decisions that for personal reasons will make me very unhappy and it's my responsibility to sack up and deal with it cos my personal issues with their behavior are not their concern and shouldn't be.
pwhodges:
WHS
I like Prime Minister Balfour's expression of it: Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all.
Some people deliberately sacrifice their happiness to gain a little extra immortality by passing on advantages to their children; it hardly ever works out, and remains insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
Orbert:
High school. Me, my best guy friend, and my best girl friend were all... well, friends. Spent a lot of time together. Feelings develop beyond mere friendship. To this day, I'm not sure whether or not I was in love with her, as it would have been my first time, but I think I was. Same with the guy friend and girl friend. By the way, we're all total geeks and virgins, so intimacy is limited to making out and some petting, but most clothing stayed on. Still, I'm not feeling right about making out with a girl who was just making out with my best friend last night. I talk to him, and he's feeling the same way. Eventually, friendships are threatened and nobody really wants that, so she really needs to make a choice and hopefully everyone will be okay with it.
So she comes over to my house one night and explains to me that I am not the chosen one. Then plants a kiss on me to break all previous records. My hands start getting a bit bored but they think of a few things they'd like to do, but she stops them and pulls away. "Don't do that" she says. I was already confused as hell, this didn't help at all, but okay I stop. She says she really has to get going, she's going out with him tonight. Fuck.
I'm not exactly a gracious loser, and the next day I can't help but "let it slip" that I was making out with her only hours before she went over to his house. Yeah, it was uncalled-for, but this was high school. He respectfully requests that I back off; I tell him that she's made her choice, what more does he want?
She calls me later, upset that I'd told him that we'd made out, so I take the opportunity to ask her what that was all about anyway. She said it was "to let me know we were still friends". Um... okay. She and I are still friends, he and I are still friends, but they hate each other now because she cheated on him later and it got ugly.
Yeah, boring story, but weirdest ending of a relationship I've ever endured.
jmrz:
--- Quote from: 0bsessions on 19 Nov 2008, 10:05 ---I am too competetive for my own good...
I got dumped on Christmas Eve...
Twice.
--- End quote ---
Christmas Day for me.
Granted, it was a mutual situation and it happened while makeouts where going on and then we didn't talk for like, three weeks and got back together three days before he left the country.
Yeah, that was all kind of weird now that I think about it.
0bsessions:
Mine was a mix of that and something someone else mentioned earlier.
My girlfriend called me to dump me on Christmas Eve, her reasoning being a plan to leave for school in NY, which was news to me.
I eventually found out that was actually bullshit.
The second time was my own fucking fault, though, because I actually lacked the presence of mind to not date that particular individual a second time.
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