Break up with him if he is going to cause you this amount of stress. If he is just giving you stress and heartache, it's not worth it to be with him. Remember, s cheater is always going to be a cheater. My advice is to leave him.
I know this was a long time ago, and I'm sure you have figured it out, but you could block him on Facebook. That way when he searches you your name won't appear, but other people with that or a similar name will appear.
My boyfriend left me. I can't do this anymore. I'm in so much pain.
My younger brother died on Easter day 2017, without me saying him goodbye. I was in the hospital with my husband who had been ill. My brother was suffering. He was in pain, but God put his arm around and lifted his pain. I remember him that he is gone, but now I cherish his memory and let him live on. My heart broke to lose him, but he didn't go alone, for a part of me went with him. He is still here in my heart and in my thoughts. I can feel him. He still makes me laugh as his memories live on.
Like thunder crashing over the shore, I will always love you more. You are the air that I breathe, the language that I speak. You are the lyrics to my song. You're the one to whom my heart belongs. And though we are worlds apart, you are always in my heart. My life is with you. I know I will bloom. Religion means nothing if it does not stand for something. I am yours as you are mine. Oh, how our love is so divine.
My brother got put in prison 5 month ago and is coming out tomorrow (21/04/17). He got put in prison for threatening to kill because his girlfriend's mum wouldn't get out of his house when she hit him.
I am so sorry. I cried when I read this because of the pain you are feeling at such a difficult age! I am 52 and lost my best friend 9 years ago this November. If we do God's will, hopefully we will be with our dear mothers and our heavenly Father in heaven one day. May God bless you.
I was physically and mentally abused from the age of 10 all the way to 17. I tried to tell people what was going on, the beatings, the screaming, and neglect, but no one would listen. After a while I started getting abused at school too. My grades dropped and I lost the will to live. I began lashing out at everyone. I ran away from my father. My mother took me in but the abuse started there to. She was the one to finally break me. She said, "This is not your home and we are not your family, so don't get comfortable!" That was the night I overdosed. I had no one in the world who cared for me. I woke up in the hospital, and DHS took me away from my mother. I have flashbacks of the things they have done to me. The doctors said I have anxiety disorder, PTSD, and some depression disorder. I was terrified of the dark and people and crowds and honestly was the happiest when I was all alone (still am today). I'm never really going to heal from these wounds. I still hide behind fake smiles.
I was extremely touched by your story, and your poem brought me to tears. You are a very good writer and a person I have endless respect for. Stay strong.
This honestly sounds the exact same to my situation. I don't even need to tell the story because you have the same description I would've...he divorced her,(supposedly) went with her best friend, got married, I had to ask to find out...uh so yeah. I feel your pain, except I'm only 14.
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