we went out three times 2nd time we broke up we were like bffs and then the third day after the. break up he hates me and starts to talk crap about me nd its.the same thing that happen the 3rd. time we broke up
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Debating on calling her or not. What would you do?
To make a long story short……
I ordered ”The Magic of Making Up” by TW Jackson. Its a step by step guide to win back the one you love. I read completely through the book, ready to follow the steps (one of them which is to not contact your ex) and what does she do? She texts me 20 friggin minutes later and I hadn’t heard from her in 2 days. So I was polite and gave her a quick reply (being civil if you have to be in contact is something else he suggests). So the next day she sends me a funny forwarded text and I again give her a quick reply.
I then decide to follow through in writing her my ‘’second chance letter” as he calls it which basically is a letter agreeing to the breakup and that you have accepted it, giving them a simple apology and then telling them you have some good news, but not telling them what that good news is in order to make them curious. You end the letter by saying ”love to fill you in….but in the future. We both need our space right now.”
While I am writing this letter today, she then contacts me (text message) for a third day straight with a question about her phone (lame excuse to get a hold of me). I give her the answer and ask her what she would do without me, jokingly. I get a reply that says ”I know. Thats the truth!”
Now what the heck do I do? Do I go ahead and send the letter not knowing what to expect, and possibly offend her after we have been talking and getting along. We agreed to be friends after the breakup. Or do I give in and open the lines of communication more?
It all started in November of 2007. We worked together, and he asked me out. We have a great connection and he’s really cool. I miss him to death, and I want him back. I love his mannerisms, his pace, his eyes and his hands. He is a great lover, and friend. We talk, and flirt awesomely and have common ground on many things. That does not mean everything though. It just seemed like he just got lazy, and bored(?!) with me. He is usually a very calm person, not very active, but athletic. Tired all the time because he has a futon to sleep on, (silly 25 year-old) and a hard worker at a middle-of-the-line-labor job.. and he’s huge on TV and movies and music…me, not so much…
Um, he went to see his friends (a married couple) in a nearby small city and spent the weekend with them. The Friday he left, he was working and I just happened to show up on business where he worked, and I just happened to be dressed up. After I was done with my business there, I talked to other people in his workplace, who are my friends too, and swung by his department to say ‘hi’ and ‘bye, have fun this weekend’. He saw me from behind his counter and was very pleased to see me. He smiled and complemented me. I smiled back and he asked me if I was doing anything Sunday night. I said I was not, and It was a date. Soon after, I left to go home.
The weekend went by normally, he called me Saturday night and was very sweet. The call was short but satisfying, and I looked forward to Sunday night. Sunday night came and he was just very tired from the trip and wanted to sleep. Alright, thats fine. I was not going to sweat it, I was fine just hanging out with myself that night. We both had Wednesday off and he said we would hangout all day Wednesday. Okay sure.. Wednesday came, and he said he needed space. Okay, two days passed not a word. third day, I had business again at his workplace and I went shamelessly. I missed him also. As soon as he saw me, he bolts out the door, clocking out and sneaking around me to leave. I noticed and I became very confused.
I go to his house to try to work things out and he presents very mixed feelings towards me. Holding my hand with the two of his, looking me in the eyes and telling me how tender he feels for me… then the next minute, he’s telling me he wants to date other people, bluntly to my face. There is nobody that I think he is interested in, I just think he might be afraid of his own feelings towards me. His relationship history is full of short, sweet relationships that end quickly and are mostly shallow. I don’t think he knows how to have a deeper relationship beyond this point.
Also, He had done this same thing earlier in our relationship. slowly backing out of seeing me or talking to me at all, and after two/ three weeks of not seeing me, claims he made a mistake and needs me back. And I cautiously agree.
Why is he all of a sudden so withdrawn like this?
And almost scared of me?
I required him to respect me in the relationship.
I always made sure he was happy before myself.
I respected his wishes for time alone.
It seemed like he just tried to come up with something to break it off
What’s wrong with him?
What should I do?
I’m so heartbroken
Claire Deanna –(one who loves to love)
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight,put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods.
She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.
Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.
Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steamed.
Air Fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters,during which they had to move out for a few days,and in the end even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit.
Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half,they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.
Word got out and eventually even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house.
She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly,and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad t he smell was,he agreed on a Price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth,but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home….
including the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON’T YOU?????
Nope! It’s a ’shrimp’y deal!!!
