You know that guy you casually dated for a few months a few years ago? That guy you really, really, really liked but you didn’t know how he felt so things just never worked out for you two? And then after things ended, you were both really awkward around each other but you always wanted another chance with him?
Imagine if he died, completely unexpectedly. This is what happened to me. A guy I casually dated for a couple of months named Zack died in a car accident two months ago, and getting over him has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I can’t help but think that I am obviously not the only girl who’s ever been in this situation. So how do you get over the death of someone you had a very complicated history with? Here’s my story:
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Have a good cry session together with your hitman.
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Oh, I thought this was going to be something like your ex-husband/wife/long-time boyfriend/girlfriend dying. Not that it’s any less tragic, I guess, but that title is a little misleading. Blah, moot point, because I’m not clicking over to finish it.
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@Grtt@xanga - That’s exactly what I was thinking. Wow, that one guy who dated for a few months a few years ago… Sounds super heartbreaking. Feels more like the OP is trying to make it a bigger deal than it actually is for attention. Not finishing that article.
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My boyfriends cousin, who dated her boyfriend since freshman year of highschool, so that’d be 4+ yrs they were together, her boyfriend was stabbed at her own house party and he died in her arms. I can’t fucking imagine. When I heard the news my stomach was in knots for hours. Surprisingly, despite the circumstances, she seems to be accepting and incredibly strong. Girl has crazy strength.
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My ex died in a car crash when we were in high school. It’s hard, as any death of a loved one is. I’ve had a few more friends die since then. Eventually, you realize that while you miss your loved ones, time goes on for you. You just live the best life you can and remember the good times with a smile.
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@Oceans_Like_Fire@xanga - She actually writes about being friends with the guy for years before they started dating. Sorry your outrage was wasted.
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An ex-bf of four months in 2005 committed suicide in 2009. I ignored his phone calls for a few years since he cheated on me while we dated. Somehow I feel guilty like I caused his death, even though I know it wasn’t my fault.
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@SleepyLaura@xanga - Me too! But don’t worry, outrage is never wasted.
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I think this story should teach people to forgive each other sooner rather than later.
sunflower / 366 posts
this is still really sad. /:
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A guy I met when I was 14 (I’m 20 now)…we had a reallyyyyy long history that I won’t get into. He died last year, he was hit head on by a car on the highway. When I try to imagine it, I think of how the driver must’ve felt, going 70 miles per hour and suddenly hearing a crash and having blood splattered all over his windshield…and how my ex must’ve felt during his last moments alive. It was hard to take in. The saddest part was the last conversation we had a few days before his death.
Him: I do things because I’m an asshole.
Me: You’re not an asshole, you just pretend you’re one. You’re actually a really sweet and kind guy.
Him: Yeah, but you’re the only one who knows that.
Blah. And then there are secrets and stuff that only I know…which I feel like are pointless now =/ What was hard was that I knew everything about him. I knew how his parents and friends and his girlfriend treated him. He always told me about her cheating on him and how he was planning to break up with her. She always hated me because she knew how much I meant to him.
…So after his death, I wasn’t allowed to go to his funeral because of her hate for me. She told the media that reported his death of how she was engaged to him and how much they loved each other. his family and friends all came out to tell the news about how close they were to him. Bullshit. Bullshit on all of them. I’m the only one who didn’t speak out, and I’m the only one who knows the truth. I hate how they used his death to publicize themselves…and I hate that I couldn’t do anything about it because he was the only one who could have my back.