You know who you are. We've all been there, had our hearts broken too. Since the beginning of time people have been rejected by members of the opposite (or same) sex.
Today I invite you tell us about that time when some hateful individual stomped all over your heart. Get it off your chest, you'll feel better.
And welcome to the club.
Posted by PSI Teleport (Member # 5545) on :
Hmmm...I don't think this has ever happened to me... Posted by Raia (Member # 4700) on :
(((((Val))))) Together... we can pull through this! Posted by mackillian (Member # 586) on :
*flips off men*
Posted by Koga (Member # 5646) on :
Songs this thread reminds me of:
quote: Here’s to the past, they can kiss my glass. I hope she’s happy with him. Here’s to the girl, who wrecked my world, That angel who did me in. I think the devil drives a coupe de ville. I watched ’em drive away over the hill, Not against her will, an’ I’ve got time to kill, Down in brokenheartsville.
-Joe Nichols "Brokenheartsville"
A classic:
quote: Hey now, if your baby leaves you, And you got a tale to tell. Just take a walk down lonely street To heartbreak hotel.
-Elvis Presley "Heartbreak Hotel"
and of course:
quote: We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band we hope you will enjoy the show Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band We're sorry but it's time to go Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band We'd like to thank you once again Sgt. Pepper's one and only Lonely Heart's Club Band It's getting very near the end Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
The Beatles "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band"
And as for personal experiance witha broken heart... no comment at this time. :-/
Posted by Bob_Scopatz (Member # 1227) on :
Whew! Mack!!! I'm glad I'm not a man!!!
At least that's what my first girlfriend said about me. j/k.
Not really.
Okay, here's the story of L. L was not my wife. She was my first love. I fell completely, hopelessly in love. In retrospect I probably couldn't have smothered her more effectively with a pillow pressed to her face, but at the time, I thought I was just being a great guy.
So anyway, she was my "first," you know. And that IS special. I have to admit it. At least for me, it was. And she was smart and funny and cool, and introduced me to a whole new "scene." (She was a feminist chicana pre-law. I was about as straight-laced as you could get and still be a 19-year-old male in the early 70's).
So anyway, I was trying to help her get closure on an incomplete she'd taken in one of her courses. I thought I was doing a good thing. You know, foregoing sex and telling her she should work on her stuff.
Well, she stormed out of the house and moved in with someone else. I mean INSTANTLY. I figured later she must've been having some sort of relationship with him anyway, but still it just seemed bizarre.
I was, of course, devastated. I walked around in a daze for MONTHS! And I do mean months! I was physically ill. If it weren't for the fact that it was Summer, I probably would've flunked out of school. It was that bad.
The worst part I think was being "comforted" by the guy who she took up with. Yuck! He was actually a nice guy. Or so it seemed. Turns out he was abusive. To my credit, I didn't get much pleasure out of learning that fact. I never wanted to beat her either.
It took years to get over her.
And when I look back, I still think I probably was far too dependant and that surely freaked her out (she was 19 too). But, on the other hand, she never really treated me very well and I guess I should've been a little less open to her influence in my life because she wasn't really a stabilizing influence either.
Okay.
Paint a big L on my forehead.
There's the Lonely Hearts story.
Those of you who aren't 19 yet. BEWARE!!!
Don't let this happen to you.
Actually -- let it happen. I'm only telling you the bad parts. This was more like living through Siddhartha or some other novel of radical monumental life change in a short period.
Nothing lets you know you're truly a "lover" (in the 19th century romance sense of the word) then losing yourself completely to another person.
I don't recommend making a habit of it though.
Posted by PSI Teleport (Member # 5545) on :
Bob, gee whiz.
What is it with 19?????
That's all I have to say.
Unless you pry.
Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :
My story is just like Bob's, except with a guy. I was 18. He was my first "I like you a lot and you like me until I completely overwhelm you with my utter devotion." He was too much of a wimp to back out when he wanted to and kept me hanging on for TWO MORE MONTHS before he finally had the guts to tell me how he was feeling.
Yeah. So, it took a while to get over that one. Luckily, I've had PLENTY of time since then.
Posted by Koga (Member # 5646) on :
quote: Those of you who aren't 19 yet. BEWARE!!!
Don't let this happen to you.
Now some one tells me. Not that the story is not too much like what happened to me, but I am 19, and I don't know about months yet, I hope it isn't that long before I can concentrate normally (Normal for a guy with AD/HD).
(my story doesn't involve another guy in anyway, just me)
Posted by mackillian (Member # 586) on :
I seem to like the guys who don't like me back. Or are inaccessible. *kicks guys*
Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
Ooh, ooh, me too, me too!
Ah, 'twas senior year of high school, and while we both lived in Hawaii, she lived on a different island than I did. We had a lot of "firsts" with each other, and she meant the world to me.
Let me stress, however, that long-distance relationships can, in Papa Moose's words, SUCK MY CHOCOLATE.
Needless to say, a few hundred passionate "love" letters later, she found another dude on her island (and took a good month to let me know). Just to rub it in, he was also a really good guy.
Well. That was the latter half of 2002 and the first half of 2003 down da proverbial drain. I went to work in Alaska over the summer, and now I'm living in Oregon. While I'm not really "over" her yet, I'm ALSO not in a bad (as in physically ill) depression like I was up until a couple of months ago.
I think I was pretty darn good in the relationship, but the fact that I think this probably proves it's not true. In the end, she was too much of a "free-spirit" for a weird coot like me, and we would have been a bad match in the long run.
But DANG it still hurts sometimes.
Nowadays, I just spend time at bookstores oggling girls who are reading sci-fi but are nevertheless cute.
The End.
Edit: oh, wait, not the end. Bob, I only turned 18 last September. Eeyarg.
[ January 31, 2004, 12:48 AM: Message edited by: Zotto! ]
Posted by hansenj (Member # 4034) on :
There is hope for 19 year olds out there! I had a wonderful relationship when I was 19. Too bad he's on a mission right now though... Posted by Bob_Scopatz (Member # 1227) on :
19 was just when it happened for me. Your results may vary.
Mack...stop falling for the wrong guys!
Posted by Fishtail (Member # 3900) on :
A guy I had feelings for once screamed at me in the middle of a crosswalk that crossed a busy metropolitan street, "Look, I don't LOVE you!"
I was 19 at the time, he was 20.
That sucked, big time.
Posted by fiazko (Member # 5812) on :
After confessing my feelings the one time I actually used the word "love" I got the "I'm flattered blahblahblah" response. Hmmm, I very well may have been 19...
Posted by Pass the Sushi (Member # 6162) on :
I started the whole love scene a bit earlier, I was fifteen, and allowed mucho privelages etc.(being the second child of business parents that kept alot of their flowerchild youth rocks). She was fourteen and we were set up on a date. After a few months we grew on each other leading to a great two year relationship. Eventually it fell apart because her mom didn't ever take a liking to me(her dad already called me the son-in-law, and her brothers, sister-in-laws, nieces, nephews and I got along real nice). Her mom and I eventually got into a fight (she started it). After a few demeaning phrases were thrown in both directions...I told her "To stop being a !@#$% and let her daughter live her own life."(she had a penchant for making all of her daughters decisions.) The next my angel called and broke up with me... I was miserable for months... But as my mentor once said, "There is a possibility of four important women in a man's life." The Maid in the Meadow = First love The Tall and Quiet Woman = Understanding The Stout Hearted Woman = There no matter what The Demonlover = Do I need to explain?
She was my Maid in the Meadow...I'll never forget her but I've moved on...What my mentor never told me was that sometimes you can find three of those qualities(and in the rare case all 4) in one woman... Here's to a broken heart, may it heal swiftly, but the memories of the guy or girl never fade(unless you want em to then let em fade)
[ January 31, 2004, 09:18 PM: Message edited by: Pass the Sushi ]
Posted by fiazko (Member # 5812) on :
PtS, I love your name. And for all of us, "getting your heart trampled on" sucks, but learning and growing from the experience is a bonus.
Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Weeeelllll, there's an easy solution for escaping the ole' trampled heart syndrome, you know.
Just enter the convent/monastery and live a life of penance!
(j/k - kinda)
mack - I'm with you, sweetie. I always fall for the ones that are inaccessible - and the ones that NO ONE should ever have anything to do with seem to flock.
(Peers in mirror. AHHHHHHH! Removes big red A from forehead. Hmppph. MAybe that'll help.)
Posted by blacwolve (Member # 2972) on :
*prys into PSI's life*
Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
*gets a crowbar and helps blacwolve*
Posted by Raia (Member # 4700) on :
Yep, I'm also with you two...
*joins blacwolve and Zotto!*
Posted by Javert (Member # 3076) on :
*Pours acid, dissolving their crowbar* Leave the woman alone! Posted by Happy Camper (Member # 5076) on :
*gets out the H2O2, stabilizes Javert's acid, and hands Zotto! and blacwolve (oh, and Raia too) a new crowbar*
[ February 01, 2004, 12:15 PM: Message edited by: Happy Camper ]
Posted by Bob the Lawyer (Member # 3278) on :
Meh. My last experience has left me far too bitter and jaded. It started out rocky, "I like you, no your good friend, no you, no your good friend, blah de blah de blah." Then she opted for me then a year later she asked me to leave my family in the Sault, who had just moved and we were putting my Dad in a nursing home and my sister had just been diagnosed with Parkhinson's etc. etc. etc. Turns out she decided she wanted to break up with me right then, and it needed to be in person. Thanks. Following that there was another year of "I still love you... please do this for me. Did I mention that I don't like you? No no, I'm wrong, I don't know what's wrong with me. I care for you. No wait. No I don't." etc. etc. etc. Then she vanished off the face of the world for about a month and then left for Scotland.
We don't really talk a lot now.
Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Ouch.
Posted by Javert (Member # 3076) on :
*flips off women*
Yes, I'm ripping off Mack, but it had to be done.
Posted by kidyanna (Member # 6148) on :
Wow and I thought right now is pretty bad at 17... I don't wanna turn 19 from what all of you are saying ...can we just figure out how to stop time for a while?...actually maybe even reverse it...Does anyone else ever have those bad times that you sit through and just run through all of the good memories in your mind... kind of like it's a movie in your memory? Or maybe i'm just a freak... Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Shucks, 19 was a breeze.
Try 26 and 30.
(Shudders)
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
Hmmm.... I was 18. First day of classes at college, and I'm sitting in the lobby. I look up, and a tall, lanky blond guy in black glasses, Israeli combat boots, torn black jeans, and a Guns and Roses t-shirt walks to the door of his apartment and hangs on the ledge for a second. He jumps down, comes over, sits next to me, says "How ya doin kid.", and I'm toast for the next two years. *dreamy*
Not that we dated for two years. I was just toast. I can't believe some of the things I did to be in his orbit. I played pool (okay, that I enjoyed) for three hours a day. I learned to shoot a Russian SKS. I went to KMFDM concerts. I watched Beavis and Butthead.
[ February 01, 2004, 11:01 PM: Message edited by: katharina ]
Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Ahhhhh - those bad boys. What would we do without 'em.
Mine was in the hall between music theory and applied voice. Long blond hair, huge creamy brown eyes, multi-layers gypsy-style clothing.
Similar greeting and presentation, though - Posted by rivka (Member # 4859) on :
Yeah, 19 was great.
27 was awful. 28 and 29 haven't been all that rosy, but I hold out hope for 30. Posted by Ben (Member # 6117) on :
there is a girl who i dated for some time. we were quite intimate.
there was a year we didnt talk then another year that we did.
now we don't talk and she won't return my efforts.
that's an unusual feeling of rejection but it's rejection none the less.
Posted by Anti-Chris (Member # 4452) on :
My heart has never been fully exposed, so it's never been broken. HAHAHA! ::hides heart selfishly::
Edited to add: the shudder hug was pretty bad, though.
[ February 02, 2004, 12:04 PM: Message edited by: Anti-Chris ]
Posted by BannaOj (Member # 3206) on :
quote: Mine was in the hall between music theory and applied voice. Long blond hair, huge creamy brown eyes, multi-layers gypsy-style clothing.
What is it about stupid musicians?! I used to sit in all my music theory classes and drool. I remember one time in chamber music where someone brought in a Billy Joel anthology. The guys decided they were going to sing "For the longest time", in harmony, but they couldnt quite find the same key. So they had me play it on the piano. I haven't ever experienced anything like sitting at that piano and having four guys sing over my shoulder, even if only two of them were truly cute.
Yes, my first love was a muscian. In a long and storied trend, I was just his "kid sister". Fortunately after several years and much angst and a little help from him, I was able to extricate myself from the "crush" aspect of it and not wreck what is still a great friendship.
AJ
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
I had the hugest crush in high school on a guy who sang "O Holy Night" a cappella in the seminary Christmas program. Oh my word.
Banna, that was EXACTLY the situation with my Guns and Roses friend. We are still friends. Posted by BannaOj (Member # 3206) on :
What is weird, is that even though I know I was miserably angsty I can't help but looking back on it fondly. Looking forward to possibly seeing him on campus each day was one of the few things I had to look forward to other than the fighting going on at home.
AJ
Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
(Laughs, remembering)
I remember when he kissed me - a year later. It freaked me out so bad (not the kiss, that was wonderful) that I promptly ran off in the opposite direction! I think the "dream" was worth more than any possible reality!
Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
*is a fair guitarist, semi-accomplished pianist and a cappella soloist*
*also dresses in black "angsty-bad-boy" clothes*
*sits back and waits for the hordes of females*
*listens to crickets for a surprising amount of time*
Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Silly one! We're posting here on Hatrack because we've grown PAST all that bad boy stuff.
(Shakes head)
However - I imagine there are a few of us willing to revisit the past - Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
Posted by Anti-Chris (Member # 4452) on :
LOVE ME!!!!!
Posted by Javert (Member # 3076) on :
You've all moved past the bad boys. How about the nice guy? Or are we still not cool yet? Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
Nice guys are way cool, Jav - in so many, many ways.
Share the dossiere, baby!
Posted by imogen (Member # 5485) on :
Mine was 19 too!
Scythrop and I had been together for a year, and managed to break it off without really meaning too: we had been fighting for a while, we were both a little scared at how quickly our attachment had become so deep.
Anyway, once we did break up, I realised our mistake, but Scythrop being stubborn decided it was for the best.
Cue 2 months of each of us moping separatly, being ridiculously upset and depressed. When we got back together the most common comment we got was 'Well, it's about time'.
It was a horrible horrible time. We both did some really stupid stuff, we were both hurting and so purposely hurt each other. Badly. We both managed to show just how nasty a person can get when their heart is broken.
But this lonely hearts story has a happy ending: 2 1/2 years after we got back together we are blissfully happy. We've been living together for a year, our lives together are just great. So 19 sucked, but so far 21 is fantastic! Posted by Narnia (Member # 1071) on :
quote: I watched Beavis and Butthead.
HAHAHAHAH!! I can top that Katie! For my aforementioned guy, I read the Work and the Glory. Well, tried to read is probably the better word. I didnt' like him that much I guess. I could only get through the third one before I finally came near death because of the bad writing.
Now the next guy to break my heart(who was also a musician. Go figure!) introduced me to OSC...and I've been a lot nicer to him because of that. We're still great friends. Posted by Shan (Member # 4550) on :
That's such a good point, Cec! A mutual liking for authors and music allows for a less lingeringly painful break . . . Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
Yes, absolutely, completely over the bad guys. Actually got over the bad guy phase about four days after dating a real one. Turns out guys who treat the world like they don't care also tend to treat girls like that, and I demand to be treated like a treasure.
In Eric(Guns and Roses guy)'s defense, he actually WAS the good guy. He lived a clean life, treated me like a gold - a golden sister, but still gold - went to church every Sunday, spent his weekends fixing up his parent's house, went on a mission, and had a habit of taking care of people. He just did it all listening to horrible music and dressing like an ex-con.
*grin* He was perfect. So much fun. Lots of happy memories there.
[ February 03, 2004, 09:47 AM: Message edited by: katharina ]
Posted by pH (Member # 1350) on :
My last serious boyfriend made out with another girl in front of me. It's made things a lot harder for me since...I never used to have trouble trusting men.
And now I like a guy who lives far, far away.
*turns up Coldplay, goes to buy some ice cream*
Edit: *And stare at the phone. Twitch*
[ February 03, 2004, 10:18 AM: Message edited by: pH ]
Posted by imogen (Member # 5485) on :
quote: I had the hugest crush in high school on a guy who sang "O Holy Night" a cappella in the seminary Christmas program. Oh my word.
I love 'O Holy Night'. I think I'd have an automatic crush on that basis!
Posted by Rhaegar The Fool (Member # 5811) on :
Yep, me got the lonesome heart.
Posted by Valentine014 (Member # 5981) on :
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Luckily, I've had PLENTY of time since then.
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Not that the story is not too much like what happened to me, but I am 19, and I don't know about months yet, I hope it isn't that long before I can concentrate normally (Normal for a guy with AD/HD).![[Wall Bash]](graemlins/wallbash.gif)
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I don't wanna turn 19 from what all of you are saying ...can we just figure out how to stop time for a while?...actually maybe even reverse it...Does anyone else ever have those bad times that you sit through and just run through all of the good memories in your mind... kind of like it's a movie in your memory? Or maybe i'm just a freak... ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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28 and 29 haven't been all that rosy, but I hold out hope for 30. ![[Dont Know]](graemlins/dontknow.gif)