We were talking after sex one night, and she mentioned that the environmental movement was a secret government plot to keep us scared and obedient. I’m am energy efficiency consultant and activist who takes my impact on the Earth very seriously. I asked her if she knew what her statement meant for me. She responded “Well, you can’t blame me if you’re wasting your life.”

—Ran3dy

Aftermath: After coming to terms that she was dead serious, I asked her to leave. It was midnight and she lived 50 miles away, but I couldn’t stand the thought of wasting another minute of my life with her.

I told him I was going home to be with my parents while they were finalizing their divorce. He made a lame comment—then gasped. He said he forgot his parents’ anniversary the week before and spent five minutes trying to remember if he had sent a card or not, if they noticed he hadn’t sent a card, if his dad’s tone of voice had changed on the phone, etc., etc.

—Lindsay

Aftermath: I let him stay through the night and then did the mature thing and ignored his calls.

I was exhausted and had to drive five hours at night, through a whiteout snowstorm where I couldn’t see 2 ft. in front of me—let alone the lines on the unfamiliar highway. He slept and disgustingly snored from the passenger seat the entire time!

—Claire

Aftermath: It was long distance. He went home and we broke up a few weeks later. Haven’t heard much more than an angry text message since then.

I was seeing this girl for a few months. We had unprotected sex multiple times. One night, she was drunk/crying and said she had something to tell me. We went back to my place where she told me, “We can’t have sex tonight.” I asked why. She told me she had genital herpes and was having an outbreak but not to worry, because it “goes away” in a few days.

—Lucky

Aftermath: Her herpes never “went away” and she is currently back together with the guy she got herpes from. I have been tested six times since and still am not convinced I don’t have it regardless of what my results tell me.

I knew it was over when he started wearing fake tattoo sleeves and thought my best friend (who is a male) was pimping me out.

—Chloe

Aftermath: It ended within a month