Do you remember your first real love? We all do. But can you rememeber the first time you got your heart broken?
Can you still feel the pain?:cry:

When I was 14, I thought I was in love for the first time... I was a freshman, and he was a junior. (my first mistake...) He was walking me home from school, one dark gray day in November, and another girl caught up with us near the playground. (one of those fancy 80s "Creative Playgrounds") She asked me if she could speak to him in private, and clueless innocent me, I was like "OK, I'll go play on the swingset!" Another guy from my class had caught up with us by then, so we goofed around on the swingset while Loverboy and the Other Woman had their "private chat."

The chat quickly turned into a shouting match, and it was impossible not to overhear. Things like my boyfriend yelling "Oh yeah, I was drunk, I don't even remember whether we ****ed or not!" and her yelling back "You just wish you didn't, you *****er!" etc.

I was only 14, and the possibility of my boyfriend cheating on me had not even entered my mind until then. I was absolutely shocked, and I just sat there on the swing like I'd been shot. I'm kind of proud of myself in that I didn't run back and confront my ex-boyfriend-- I just walked off and ignored him when he called to me. My other friend, who'd been swinging with me, offered to walk me home, but I asked him to go home when we passed his house, because I wanted to be by myself. I will never forget how humiliating and awful that was. I was so upset & distracted, I walked right out in front of a Volvo, and almost got turned into road pizza. (I know, I should've let my friend walk me the rest of the way home)

Talk about your rude entries into the dating scene. Two years later, I met my *real* first love and had my heart broken many times over, but at least by then, I was a jaded 16-year-old with lots of practice. Heh.

Oof, that brought back some vivid memories! Now I need some chocolate. Off to raid my boss's desk...

When I was 14 I though I was in love with a girl named Nikki. We were both living in Japan on an American Army Base.
We would talk in class, spend time together during breaks, etc...
This went on for about 4-5 months and I was starting to have feelings for her.....but, she had a hidden agenda. A couple of her friends dared her to pretend we were a couple, it was fake. I came to find out she did this because this other girl in school liked me and the three of them hated her, so they used me to get at her. I was heartbroken, and a bit untrusting for a while after that! :devil:

I haven'thad it truly broken yet but, I do remeber my first "break up". lol

In 2nd grade there was this girl who was obsessed with me, we'd write notes back and forth all day. And everyday after school at the bottom of the hill where they picked up the kids her and her 2 little friends would hold me down and pinch my butt. LOL I was 10, they were 9. :eek: And this went on for the whole school year till one summer day a few days before school got out, I got a note with a picture of a broken heart, I knew what it meant then and there, I was so upset. I guess blabbing her secrets outloud on the playground to everyone wasn't a good idea. :D

BTW She pees standing up! LMAO :p :goofy:

I am reading those sad stories, about people getting hurt.
Then TED comes in with his butt pinching story:lol:
Very cute TED... :lol:

Originally posted by Milani

Very cute TED... :lol:

That's what they said as they pinched it. :D hehe

Mine was in the 8th grade...many moons ago. I was 14 or so and I think she was 13. Anyway, we hooked up before the end of the school year, barely talked during the summer, then when school started in september she mostly ignored me.

Her family invited me to go along with them to some country type fair that during the weekend. It was a bunch of hicks in a pretty much inbred little hell hole town. My trip SUCKED.

The next school day we have some event after school and I caught up with her. She totally ignored me. I finally said "are we over with?" and she said "yes"... I cried the whole trip home.

This was in 1988. In 1992 my best friend met her and found out she had dated me way back when. She didn't know he knew me and he didn't know I knew her. He stayed with her a few months until he found out she was a slut and only using him to get rides around town. He dumped her.

Haven't seen her in 12 years and don't care at all.

Now I'm much older and I don't give a f*** about break ups. After my daughters mother screwed another guy behind my back, relationships don't mean a whole lot. I've been with my current almost a year and don't even think about it. If we broke up, I could move on pretty easily.

I used to cling on to relationships like it was all I had. After I turned about 26, I don't give a **** about them anymore. They come and go.

Maybe this is a bad attitude to have about them, but most that I've seen just aren't worth anything. People stay together just to get laid, or for all the wrong reasons. Not worth it to me. I can happily be single. Although sex is pretty much a participation sport.

But I thought I would never recover from my first love. My dad even said "you will have LOTS of girlfriends in your life" and I didn't believe him. Well, he was right.

Yes, even with this kind of an attitude towards relationships, its amazing I found someone. Even I am surprised.

January 4, 2002. :rolleyes: I can't really say where I was, though.

I only dated casually in school, so there was never cause for heartbreak when we stopped seeing each other. With what was going on in my life back then, I refused to get attached to anyone. I still don't get attached easily. When my more serious relationships have ended, it's always either been my decision, or a mutual thing. Even though I was in love, I had time to come to terms with the fact that it was ending, so it never absolutely broke my heart. Now I know that it can really hit you like a ton of bricks, though... :cry:

umm first broken heart.. there was Lisa.. about 17.. she killed herself by od.. thats how far I'm going on that one

Met a girl while I was at university in Ottawa. She from England.

Did terrible thing to another woman just to be with her. Not proud of that at all.

Knew she was going back at the end of the year. Didn't matter. It was worth it.

Cried for days when she left. Ate toast and drank tea.

Miss her terribly still somethimes.

First heartbreak was in High School, about 16 or so.
Tom had done everything to be nice to me and show he liked me. He'd call me, walk me to my car every afternoon, buy me lunch and tickets to games. He even bought me a Homecoming mum. I finally gave in and dated him, in fact, lost my virginity to him at the start of Summer. When we started Junior year he totally ignored me. He said I wasn't so desirable without braces since now I was pretty enough to date anyone, and boy did I. Little did he know, I was well liked before him. I never cried though, just I learned fast and never gave up feelings again for a very long time, until recently that is.

Since I posted this new thread I began to think back on my first heart ache. Men have come and gone in my life.. and they all seem to break me in some way. But as I was thinking about my first heart ache experience I kept going back to when my heart frist did break.
It was the day my son Michael was born 14 years ago. It broke because he came into this world with so many things wrong with him. It broke my heart to see him hooked up with all those gadgets, he was so little so inocent, so pure. At that moment i was upset that I brought him into this world to suffer. I couldn't hold him for two days. I just stood by his little bed in the ICU ward and just watched him fighting for his life. I had to leave him there, I had to leave my baby with nurses and doctors. It broke my heart. I have never felt so much pain in my life as that one moment.

December 1st, 2001. On the phone. Heartbreak and anger...followed by stinging loneliness and 80sxchange posts written in poison pen.

That's all I'll say.

Sincerely,

John "outofplacechild" Kilduff

January 5th 1997. I had just spent my best christmas and new years eve with him. He told me the love was gone and he wanted more in life than I could provide. It was a big disadvantage to get my heart broken for the first time that late in my life. I thought I had found a person to grow old with. I was wrong.

Before then I had always been the heartbreaker.

When I realized Pagan was married!!!

(I also forgot I am as good as married!!!):D

Believe it or not, I have never been heart broken. Sure, I was upset when a relationship ended but I never been in love. As soon a a relationship gets remotely serious I freak out and end it! Maybe because I am afraid of getting heart broken? :rolleyes:

When I realized Pagan was married!!!


You are so funny DD!!!!!!!!

All the good guys are married:rolleyes:

Originally posted by TopCat
Believe it or not, I have never been heart broken. Sure, I was upset when a relationship ended but I never been in love. As soon a a relationship gets remotely serious I freak out and end it! Maybe because I am afraid of getting heart broken? :rolleyes:

I think we should end our love affair, I agree it's getting too serious, I noticed this after you proposed! :D :p

August 1985, my parents' kitchen, over the phone. My first real boyfriend had been back from a trip to England for about a week, and decided we should "just be friends". I was devastated.:( I vowed not to ever get emotionally involved with a guy ever again. It worked for a few years 'til I met my husband and he reformed my thinking.;)

I got my heart broken for the first time on my own accord. I broke up with my childhood boyfriend (age 5 through 13) for another boy I had a crush on (who ended up not liking me "that way"). I was in middle school, a few weeks after Valentine's Day! I hit myself in the head for hurting him and I cried for two weeks wishing I could have him back, but I never asked him. I dind't want to cause anymore pain. I was a kid, and he was my life since age 5. We rarely ever spoke again :(

If we are being honest here. I never had my heart broken. But I did do a lot of breaking myself. I was a very self-center, selfish prick in my younger years. I was always on the hunt. It didn't matter if I was dating someone or not. I was always on the prowl.
I know I hurt a lot of girls. For that I'm sorry. I have my High school reunion coming up in 2003. I plan to apologize to everyone of them. Now whether they except it or not is not my responsibility. I hope they do. There is freedom in forgiving as well as asking for forgiveness. My responsibility is to say I'm sorry and ask for forgiveness.

That would be 8th grade for me. I had no idea about dating, and was not the best communicator. I liked her alot and didn't know how to show it. Kinda stupid looking back on it now, but that was the was I felt. She broke up with me and it took a while to get over. I never really dated seriously until after high school.

My first broken heart - gods. The memory still hurts even after all these years. He was also the first person I think I was ever really in love with. I knew him only a few days, we met when I was on holidays. In those few days, I think I became closer to him than to anyone I'd ever met before. I told him my innermost thoughts, shared my depression, revealed my most shameful secrets. And he did the same for me. He was a musician. I think that's why I got into music myself, it was a way to keep him alive in my heart. He died of hypothermia in a half frozen lake on that very same holiday. I think I still grieve over him. *wry smile* It's strange, how a handful of days can make such a big difference in the whole course of your life.

My first serious heartbreak was my own d@#m fault for being a chicken. The girl in question had been an object of my fantasy for over a year (after I saw her walking in her lovely white shorts). She knew that I liked her but I was too scared to ask her out. When I finally got up the nerve, it was too late, she had just been asked out by someone else...an arch-enemy of mine in school. I wasn't sure what to do so I did what most chickens do, gave up on her...I wonder to this day what might have happened...GET OVER IT MAN!!!

*plugs ears* Don't scare me now...

The first time I got my heartbroken was in the 8th grade. I totally was in love with this guy, but due to the air force life, we had to move suddenly. I was barely getting to know this guy and then boom, we had to leave. Unfortunately, every time I see the movies "Top Gun" or "Karate Kid pt.2"..the sadness kicks in since I always think of him because that was when everything was just starting Anyway, He was my one true love that I don't think I'll ever be over.

I think it happened for the first time this week. It is great to have a place like this where I can forget about it. :) :)

February 27, 1993, when I was in a car crash with my then boyfriend. He didn't make it.

I am so sorry to hear that!
That is awful :cry:

I think it happened for the first time this week. It is great to have a place like this where I can forget about it.

We are all here for you Pippi you do know that don't you?

When I got my heart torn out this place helped. I hope it will help you.

Right with you on that one Milani.

Pippi, This is a good place to get your head together. Dont forget we are all here for you if you need to talk. Dont ever be afraid to reach out.

Perhaps tomorrow, it will finally just break. :cry:

Think positive!

Originally posted by Milani
Think positive!

Positive is something I've lost. I dropped it somewhere and I just thought to hell with it.

Girl you are way.. way.. to young to be so sad! You have plenty of time do feel sad when you are my age. You are young.. and you have your whole life ahead of you.. pick up and move on. THere will be plenty of men in your life!

Yup, okay. OUCHIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :dammit:

Yeah Men are just like Buses. Always another one coming along ;)

on top of Pikes Peak in Col. this chick dumped me during a trip i took her on for a guy i met up with there. Dude, the PAIN ! But, as soon as she turned around to walk away into the gift shop with this guy, I start'd throwing Hellasious siZ'd snowballs at her. Until she waz cry'n and i pick'd a fight with her new man. which I lost ! but hey! can't win'em ALL!

UKJ72

Jan 1992, I was 29 years old.
Don't want to go into details...
Other than that, I never really had any "emotional" breakups, mostly because I was always the one doing the breaking!
I'm not trying to be pretentious (sp?) it's just how my life went!
(Beleive me, I am not all that!)
I was divorced in 1998, and had no feelings about that whatsoever. Just GLAD to be rid of him! What a mistake that was!
(But that's for a whole nother type of message board!) :rolleyes:

Amy Hunter was her name and it was in the third grade. She was the best Snoopy drawer I ever saw and cute too. I think it was in 1973-74?

It was 3rd grade, her name was Donna and I had the big time hots for her. She helped me clean my face one time when my nose started bleeding profusely and from that point on she was the one for me. Unfortunately, like all of my old love stories from school, it went nowhere. I moved out of state the next year and never saw her again. My 3rd grade, bloody-nose-cleaning heart-throb was out of my life forever.

The first time that really counts of me having my heart broken was when my ex-fiance and I broke up. It was August 20, 1998 (our 3 year anniversary!) and though we had been discussing whether or not we should break up because he cheated on me when he went to some convention in D.C. and I so wanted to be able to just move on from it, but I couldn't, my trust had been broken. I knew it was over, but it still was my first true heartbreaking experience, i couldn't eat for like a week afterward. Then it dawned on me 'WHY am I doing this to myself when he doesn't care one way or the other?' it was a very hard road to go down, but as I say 'what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger' ;)
Love,
Mary :devil:
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Man it is nice to read old posts and see people that you haven't seen on here for a long time.

My heart has been broken to many times to mention :(

But the good thing is that they are still close to our hearts because we think about them every day.

My heart was truly broken in 1993 by my first love/lover/fiance. I don't think it's ever really mended. I've never felt the same way for another man since.

Her name was Allie the year was 1991. We were as innocent as two high school kids fooling around could be. We had an on again off again thing my senior year, but I never stopped loving her. I went off to college and she went down a road that I wouldn't even think about venturing down even this day. Last I heard she was almost killed by some crazy boyfriend after high school and then married another guy a few years later. :bigcry:

My first boyfriend I had was when I was 14 (everyone seems to be 14!) he was 15 and we were both very much in love, we stayed together for 3 years but he cheated on me twice, I forgave him the first time but after the second I couldn't deal with it anymore. I still love him and it does prevent me from moving on, sometimes he comes back to town and it is horrible :(

I've had my heart broken several times, but the one that stands out was when I was in high school. I was friends with this guy and we shared a lot of the same music and movie interests. Well, my feelings for him grew, but his didn't for me and he started dating this girl who hated my guts. Well long story short we stopped being friends and he trampled on my heart. We did get back together thanks to Classmates.com and now he's married and lives in New England.

I was 16. His name was Kimon.. He was my first "True Love" We dated for two years. He left me for my best friend at the time. All I remember is listening to "I still love you" by Kiss over and over again. I laugh now. But it sure wasn't funny back then. :lol: He's the reason i'm crying in that black and whit pic i posted a while back.

*sigh* My first true love was one of my friends brothers. I worked at a Sonic, and I used to tell him that he and his gf were the cutest couple, and I hoped they would never break up. Then about 2 months later he came by without her, and asked me out. I was highly shocked to say the least. Well, we had a fairy tale relationship, untill I found out that he slept with the X while with me because I wouldnt put out.

Needless to say I was furious, and he found out that you dont EVER do that to me.

And for the past 10 years, I hear from him every once in a while, and he still is kicking himself in the ass for doing that to me. Serves him right. Break my heart, you pay.

Not that I am a bitch or anything...:lol:

My first love is the one who broke my heart. My heart was broken in 1987 and it hasn't healed since. :cry:

When I was 16 I dated this 21-year old I worked with. My folks weren't too keen on that. Anywho, she decided it was best not to date me anymore. :( She ended up dating/sleeping around with a lot of guys after that, thought she was pregnant at one time and contracted an STD at another. We remained friends on and off for a while, then she married some dude. After that it had been about a year or so since I had seen her, then one day in early '91 I get a call out of the blue from her saying she wanted to see me. She had actually had my grandparents' number (I had stayed with them for a week or something a few years back) and called them first to get mine, and they were a little concerned about that. So after talking to me I invited her over. I was nervous about seeing her again. We hung out in my backyard to smoke and I asked her if she was happy with her life and she said she wasn't and that she wished things were different. :confused: We ended the encounter with her saying she'd call me up to go for a cup of coffee sometime and that was the last I heard from her.

I was 13 and he moved away....... I was heartbroken, but there is a happy ending to my heartbreak story. Three years later he returned, we dated for 2 years and we got married !!!!! We've been married for 18 years now, together for 20 years !!!!!! :)

I was 20 something . . .
I was a mean evil manipulative boyfriend up until then. And I got played by a g1rl who was the evil MASTER! She convinced me that she was single and was getting kicked out of her apartment. It ended up that she was married to a guy in the service who was getting out in a few months. So why not come live with me for free until he got out? My landlord called me at work to tell me that she and some guy (her husband) were stealing all the stuff out of my apartment.

Nice LOL

I thought that when I got my divorce from my first husband that my first heartbreak would have heppened then. It didn't. Actually the best thing that could have happened to me was my ex deciding he wanted to move on. That opened up the chance I got for being with my Husband now. If I was to ever have a heartbreak moment it would be if Troll ever decided he didn't want to be with me any more. Of course he says he loves me and that will never happen so I am in the clear. My first heartbreak will come if Troll dies before me. He promises that he will try to let me go first so that I won't have to suffer that loss. He's so good to me! :D

Never happened, but it took some pretty nasty shots. (And I remember each and every lesson learned from each shot.) I was a late bloomer, so I didn't have much of an opportunity to get hurt when I was young and foolish enough for that to happen. By the time I started dating seriously in college, I was pretty wary and WAY past the moon-eyed phase. A little paranoia is good for you and sometimes it keeps bad news from being a total surprise.

I have never really had a broken heart. I've been told the reason I've never had a broken heart is because I've never been in love. I find this hard to believe, for I loved my last two girlfriends very much. I just knew they weren't the right person for me. After me and my girlfriends split up, I was usually glad to be rid of them, and didn't really feel like spending time feeling depressed over someone I now wanted little to do with. Yes, there were times I felt sad afterwards, but I always bounced back quickly. Guess I should consider myself lucky. :lol:

I had several crushes in high school, but one I time I remember feeling pretty bad was at graduation practice.
We were rehearsing our high school graduation ceremony at the University of Dayton arena, and when the bus brought us back to our school, we waited for our parents to get us. Some kids had cars, not me. Then I saw JS, a guy I had a secret crush on, he never knew. He walked by...and got into his hot rod with his girl and drove off. I stood there feeling pretty lonely.

Ah...Heartbreak Hotel. I've had my heart broken so many times it isn't funny. But life goes on... Now I just go out and have fun. I don't get 'close' to anyone anymore....

In grade 4, I had a serious crush on a girl who promised to steal all her brothers hockey cards and give to me, I was crushed when she only gave me 1/2 them and another guy the other 1/2. I remember the gay kid in class ( he probably wasn't out of the toy closet then, but we knew he was different ) told me she went to his church and sat with him. for months I would beg my father to take me to her church... somehow he refused to convert to Catholism so I could fulfill my pleasures of the flesh, grade 4 style

I was in my senior year in high school and I was dating a freshman, yes a freshman! She was the prettiest girl I laid my eyes on a the time. I would of done anything for her. I thought she was absolutely perfect! We were dating for about 2 months and I thought we had a great thing going. We shared the same friends and everything. Then on December 18, 1987 she walked right up to me and told me "Kevin, I can't be seen with you any more I just don't think we will work out". :bigcry: :bigcry: :bigcry: Staci was still my little sister's best friend which made it all the more heartbreaking! My sister told me that she was just using me until her ex-boyfriend came to his senses. Threee months later she moved away. Even though she I never saw her again I will never I will never forget that heartbrek.......................

I was in high school...freshman year. Dating a sophomore. Things went great for a while, then out of the blue she dumped me for some preppy dude. I was too proud to let emotion show. Macho sh*t you know, plus I had a rep as a badass in high school. Part of the reason I took up playing drums was to release all the pent up adrenalin you get as hurt turned to anger. I found early on that when I got my heart thrashed around, a nice round of playing Slayer, Pantera, Metallica really hit the spot. Thank god Thrash metal came along! I can still remember the one song I played that calmed me down most..."Fight Fire with Fire"