I’m really thinking about getting back together with my ex-boyfreind. He still likes me, even though I broke up with him, but it was only because my life was so busy back then that I wasn’t ready for a relationship, and I told him that. He understood, and we’re still good friends. But lately, I’ve been missing him, and always thinking about him. I’ve been asking my friends and his friends for advice and they all think we should get back together.
But the question is, how do I go about doing that?
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I was going through a family crisis, my grandmother was really ill and hospitalized, people didn’t think she was going to make it. All that stressed my out and put a lot of things behind that were due and I was just feeling down and depressed and pressured with all this work that needed to be done. Plus, I had to worry about a bunch of extra credit projects and reports that were due in the same week.
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How do I get rid of her ex husband?
My girlfriends ex husband.. i have talked to him several times… every time he tells me he loves her still, but she is his best friend. Sometimes they hang out when she has her daughter, he was her step dad for 6 years and It doesn’t bother me is he is around while she has her daughter, but the other night I figured she would send me a text and tell me she got home from a visit to her grandmother, well she never told me.. instead she went to her ex’s house to get her laptop and she said she was going hom to watch a movie, he asked what the movie was and he asked if he could come watch it also.. we had been texting and I hadnt heard from her for two hours.. when i got to work i asked if i could come by and see her for a min and she blew me off, saying no, we ( me thinking her roomate and her boyfriend) just put a movie in that I want to see and she would call me when it was over… well this kind of chapped me and I had a gut instinct he was there.. well my room mate went to her house , stayed down the street until she left taking him home, went by his house and caught him getting out of the truck and going into his house… my roomie called me and told me what he had done and what had happened, she called me and asked what i was doing and i told her i was at work etc. and I asked if i could come by for a minute… I went to my house , grabbed all of her stuff and took it with me.. I asked what was up and she said she didnt like being bothered while she watched the movie which I had seen how she watched tv before so it wasnt that big of a deal… I trust her but i definately dont trust him , well anyhow I asked her why her ex husband was there and why she couldn’t of least told me he was there, she went into this discertation that shed had to explain it, why he was there and the movie had just began.. this makes me feel like i obviously mean nothing to her, so I flipped out, gave her stuff back and left. How can I get rid of this jerk ? SO now I have told her since i have an insecurity issue, i will go to a counselour if she will go with me and try to get past this, now she tells me she is definately going, but we can work on our relationship but we have to take "baby steps" I know she has trust issues too, and she has no reason to with me, but she says he is her best friend… this guy got her a DUI, has hit her before and cheated on her in their bed.. and this guy is your best friend ? please give me a break. What the heck do i do to get him gone ? because he totally seems like a control freak to me, he mows her yard, changes her oil… takes out her trash she he is there.. even though the other night I was there I babied her while she was sick, buy her flowers constantly because I want to … we set there and look at each others eyes for hours literally.. I just want it like it was when we began this.. it was so great.. the only thing we argued about after two months was him and why he had to be around so much.. I need some help with this .. my opinion he needs to get a girlfriend.
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I will try to make this story as short and as detailed as possible.
My mom, grandmother, and dad’s siblings told me about a terrible thing that happened to them (my mother and father) when they were dating back in the 90′s. According to old family friends and family members my dad was a very hip, attractive, and popular young man during his teen years. So my dad was like a "player" with many girlfriends until he settled with my mother. Before settling with my mother, my dad had a girlfriend named Eva. She was an attractive young girl. Before long into their relationship, Eva began to cheat and was becoming to controlling. She was also associated with a witch that practiced black magic. My dad broke up with Eva. A few weeks later, my mother and father initiated a relationship. This is when things began to get astonishingly sinister. They were off in search of a place to live, a temporary place. They went looking at a small, worn apartment complex. Along the way, my mother found a small plastic bag containing a picture of my dad. On the back of the picture it read "Charly, return to me" -Eva. The picture had two needles piercing right through my dad’s head, in a wide X shape. It also had red blood-like ink around his mouth and on his shirt. There was also salt inside the bag. My mother showed it to my dad, and said it was nonsense that things like that were not real. Well shortly after their encounter with this plastic bag, my dad began to have very strange behavior during the night. He would vomit blood. He went to go see a doctor who found nothing wrong with him. My mother was terrified and watched over him at night. She would also see bite marks appearing on his arms. Like actually watching them form on his skin. Multiple bite marks. He would suddenly rise from bed in his under wear and claim that a lady with black hair was waiting for him somewhere. After that he began to talk in his sleep, saying things like "let me be" "leave me alone! I do not want to be with you". My mother and grandmother prayed for him and would rub holy water on him to drive the negativity away. He always said that the Holy water burned his skin, a sensation he often felt during these situations. After moving, my dad felt better and improved! Was this the work of Eva and her witch friend? Please help!
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I’m an 18 year old guy. Here’s the story…
During most of my young childhood, I had a wonderful, loving relationship with my mom. But then it seemed, over a fairly short amount of time, that we had grown extremely far apart. My parents had a trouble marriage. At one point my mom cheated on my dad and it got to the point that they were fighting and screaming at each other every night. Then when I was about 13 years old, my mom had a near death experience with a ruptured appendix. She said that God saved her. After that, she became extremely religious and changed in many ways from her old self. For example, she used to tell me there is nothing wrong with homosexuality, but now she says that homosexuals are an abomination. By that time, my mom had quit her job and instead got up every morning and read the bible. She went to a some kind of class, like a life-coach therapeutic class. Then she said that she started to remember things from her childhood, like her dad molesting her as a girl. I’ve talked to my uncles and my grandmother about it and they said that all they remember is that my grandfather did check to see if her "cherry was broken." She then got angry with every single person in her family and cut all ties with them, even though they seemed close. Finally my parents said that they were getting a divorce. But, my mom wanted custody of me and my brother. It was a lengthy, dreadful, and expensive divorce. What pushed me over the edge was when me and my mom got into a horrible fight. We were yelling at each other and she kept getting in my face and screaming at me because I said she was acting crazy. Then she said that maybe it’s me that’s crazy and just snapped and lost all control. I picked up a picture frame and slammed it down on a chair. Then I went into her room and destroyed everything I could find. She called the police, and they arrested me because a tiny shard of glass cut my mom’s leg from the picture frame. I was 15 years old. After that, we just stopped talking. She kept saying it was my fault that I went to jail. She wasn’t completely cold however. She would cry because I wouldn’t call her. But I just couldn’t take the hurt that she brought anymore. My dad got custody of me and all charges of domestic violence was dropped. I made a few attempts to see her, but she would talked about is how wonderful God and Jesus are. Now we don’t talk. I called her on Christmas but she didn’t answer. She lives a mile away from me, and it’s so sad. I don’t cry anymore and I have more or less moved on, but it just kills me because it almost feels like my mother is dead.
I’m sorry I ranted, but this is also just helping me get it off my chest. Do you think I am being a horrible son for not talking to her? What should I do?
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we were together over 13 years since i was 17. we were married 11 of them. I come from a broken home my mother is married to an alcoholic that was abusive to her. My grandmother took me away from her when i was 10. but every time they would get into it. We would go get her and help her get away from him and then she would go back. This went on even until I was married with my own kids and own problems. Finally when i was 23 she moved in with us and i told her if she went back that I would never help her again because i couldn’t take it anymore. She went back less than 3 months later.
Well my relationship started at a time in my life that i was headed down the wrong path and at 17 i had my heart broken to many times falling for the wrong guys.
then me and my ex started dating and we were in separable. We married just a little over a year dating i got pregnant. Had my first son at 19. My ex always had a temper and would blow up even before we got married. he was really jealous. i couldn’t go do stuff with my friends unless he came.
He didn’t start drinking till after we got married. i was 7 months along.
We lived right down the road from his parents. So i got really close to them. Some verbal abuse and his drinking got worse over time he would push or just threaten me.
Time went on we had another son and it would get so bad that i would l leave and get away even if i had to sleep in my car. i debated on leaving for years. but he has a good paying job and anytime anything would happen i would go buy me something.
It wasn’t always bad we had a lot of good times too. I love him more than anything he was my world. His family was the family i never had.
But when things would happen no one ever knew cause i would pretend we were a perfect family because that’s all i ever wanted. then 3 years ago my dreams came true we found some land built us a new house.
but during the time of building our new house he had started hanging around a guy that is a drug head and theif.
He would lie to me and go pick the guy up without my knowledge and put himself insituations that were he could have been killed.
Of course we would fight and pushing and shoving got worse with the verbal and emotional abuse. I would catch him in lies over and over.
one time went swimming with this guy with my kids after dark in a creek. He would never answer the phone and come to find out he was skinny dipping with 2 girls. But i stuck in there was getting my big new house.
Time we on the lies the fighting the drinking got worse. Finally after not even living in the new house i gave up. I found out he was selling pills and just hanging out with losers that don’t work and were single. i just started to hate him. So 6 more months went by just getting worse. I was going crazy cause I loved him so much and was begging him to change. Pick me or his drug loser friends. So finally Christmas morning in 2007 i refused to go to his family because of the fighting morning. I told his mother that i couldn’t handle the drinking anymore. Two nights later we went out with friends for drinks and met another man.
well now it’s been 1 1/2 later. I’ve divorced him. but i keep going back in forth between my ex husband and ex boyfriend. I love them both in different ways, they have both now physically and mentally abused me. But my ex boyfriend has went to counseling and still talks to a pastor. My ex still drinks as always and even now has started cussing my kids. But I still Love him!!! i wish everything could work but i can’t take the lies and the verbal and physical abuse. i want to go back now! but not even 2 weeks ago he choked me till i almost past out!
he doesn’t spend much time with my kids but he is trying.
My ex boyfriends worships the ground i walk on!! He loves my kids and they love him. What should i do go back to there dad? Get back with my ex boyfriend. Just confused please HELP!!!
Plus all my so called friends love my ex husband since they know as the great couple lol but they go back and tell him what i’m doing. so i have no friends to turn to… thanks
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