best of secrets!
It should have been over the day I found out he had created a Match.com account “just to see if anyone would respond.” Fast forward 6 years of never-completely-off / never-completely-sure-if-we-were-on, his father was terminally ill. I feel awful for him and agree to “try again” because he swore I was what was missing in his life, and the only one for him…
—FARM
Aftermath: Reading his father’s obituary, he was listed as having a wife. A what? I sent my condolences to him and his wife via text message, along with the fact that I never wanted to hear from him again.
This post was submitted by FARM.
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best of weird
After a four-year relationship, he gave me a toilet seat for my birthday present. He said: “I knew you needed one and I couldn’t think of what else to get you.” And he didn’t even wrap it!
—Wanda
Aftermath: Unfortunately, I’m reminded of him every day, actually several times a day.
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best of chemistry
I knew it was over when he bought me a copy of World of Warcraft for my 18th birthday.
—AllyCatraz
Aftermath: It officially ended on our two-year anniversary, when he called me to say he wouldn’t be picking me up from work because he “just got into a group for a raid” in on the online game. We’re still friends though.
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best of chemistry
I met a wonderful, smart, attractive man who was, surprisingly, interested in pursuing a relationship. It was fun, sexy, and the most “adult” relationship I’ve had to date. I should have known, though, that as soon as I saw his girl hands—his tiny, tapered, dainty fingers—I had found my deal-breaker. Unless he planned on mountain-climbing bare-handed to toughen those bad boys up, there was no way they were coming near me again.
—Lydia
Aftermath: We dated for a few months, but the hands, combined with growing emotional dependence, sent me running. We’re still friends. He doesn’t know why I really broke it off.
This post was submitted by Lydia.
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best of secrets!
On our first date. I kept getting a “creepy uncle” vibe from him. He was a few years older than I was, and spent most of the night telling me about how he had lost his wife and child to a drunk driver a few years earlier. When he dropped me off, he spent several minutes trying to talk himself into my house. I refused to let him in and lost his number.
—esnymos
Aftermath: I learned from a mutual friend that his wife and child were alive and well, living 2 states over while he finished off his degree.
This post was submitted by esnymos.
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