It’s not easy getting over someone but I’ve been in a relationship for so long now that sometimes I forget how painful it is. I had my first real boyfriend when I was 19 and entering my sophomore year of college. We had become close friends in the dorms freshman year so I already trusted him and our growing friendship led to true love. Or so I thought…
By the end of the second semester, I was miserable. He had alienated me from all of my friends and it wasn’t until everything blew up in the end that I figured out what had happened. I got a phone call from a friend one morning and found out my boyfriend had broken into his home and robbed him. Stunned, angry and betrayed, I wandered through the next couple weeks confused and hurt, trying to make sense of it all. Who is this person that I thought I knew?
Eventually, everything exploded and there was so much more going on than I could have imagined. He not only was a robber but he had also tried cashing people’s checks, was a drug dealer, had cheated on me with multiple women, so many that I stopped investigating because it didn’t matter at that point. He had stolen from our friends that he worked so hard to keep me away from. He was living a double life and I had no idea.
Needless to say, my first breakup was pretty devastating. Now, more than 10 years later, it makes for an juicy and dramatic story. The Cut asked people to reflect on their worst breakup. See what they had to say. Maybe it will make you feel a little better.