best of weird
I had just arrived to pick her up for our first date when her little boy ran over to me and said, “My mom says you are going to be my next dad.” Yes, he said, “Next.” We went out that night and never again.
Aftermath: I ran into her a year or so later and found out she had gotten married but was getting a divorce, after only a year. Her kid’s new daddy number 4.
This post was submitted by Dace.
We were each other’s first loves. Completely inseparable, we got together when I was 15, and stayed together for 3.3 years, even surviving several months of being in separate cities when I moved away for university. However, he stopped making effort, considered an hour to be “long distance” and he never listened anymore. So I ended it.
Aftermath: He is now with one of my best friends, and I don’t speak to either of them anymore. However, before they got together, I totally upgraded, and what I thought would be merely a fling has blossomed into an amazing relationship that is ironically what I would call real long distance—I am English and my boyfriend is Canadian. We met at university while he was here for the year and I couldn’t be happier with him. He is perfect for me and far exceeds my ex in EVERY way.
This post was submitted by Hannah.
I knew it was over the day he stood in the kitchen yelling at me because we were out of coffee.
—Much Happier Now
Aftermath: I’ve been divorced from him now for 8 years.
This post was submitted by Much Happier Now.
I told my boyfriend of a year that I re-enrolled to finish my degree. He said, “That’s a great idea—did you think of that yourself?” I became mute with shock at his insult, uttered in sincerity.
Aftermath: I moved across the country to finish my degree.
This post was submitted by insulted.
After 6 months of dating he was getting way too clingy. He was already talking about getting a place together and “our” future. Me, on the other hand, I was enjoying being young! If I was out with other friends he would text and/or call me the entire night. I told him that I would call him when I got home, but the texts continued. Later that night we fought about him being so attached and he decided to cheat on me the next day.
Aftermath: Needless to say, when I found out that was the end of him. I went to his house around 9 the next morning to get some stuff that I had left there and the little tramp was there. Haven’t spoke to him since.
This post was submitted by Jill.