To want to know the worst way you've broken up with someone?

[GoodGrief100]

I'll kick off first...when I was about 20 I dated a man from work. All he did was talk about his ex girlfriend and football and I really wasn't feeling it and felt like I was keeping him amused after a long term relationship ended. After about 3 weeks I wanted to break up with him. I had the stupid idea that I could make it quite lighthearted so wrote him an official letter terminating our relationship - as in, Dear X, I regret to inform you that I am no longer available for dating...I would gladly provide references to future romantic endeavours, Your Sincerely...Oh it was awful. Suffice to say it went down like a lead balloon and to this day I think back and cannot believe what a total knobber move that was. Has anyone else broken up with someone in a bad way and regretted it decades later?!

I was, in my opinion, just casually sleeping with this guy. Like, Netflix and chill before Netflix was an online service, maybe even before they posted CD's to you - I don't know. But anyway, he'd message me, and I'd go over to his and we'd have a few drinks (he always supplied the wine) and we'd shag, and go to sleep (he quite liked to watch Blackadder as he dozed off) and I'd say bye in the morning until the next time. It seemed super casual to me!

One night I was at his and he'd passed out/fallen asleep when my unrequited love, Man of my Dreams called my mobile and asked me to meet him on a street corner ASAP. I sneaked out of Casual Shag's house and met Man of my Dreams in the moonlight, stealing back to his and beginning weeks of incredibly hot and steamy sex.

Casual Shag continued to text/call, but I just ignored him; I guess I ghosted him. It didn't seem particularly unreasonable to 18 year old me, and really, mediocre sex, wine, and Blackadder once a week or so didn't seem like much of a commitment anyway.

After a couple of weeks of ignoring Casual Shag's contacts, I was in bed with Man of my Dreams one morning (although realistically it was probably closer to midday) when someone started banging on my door. "RACHEY CAAAAAAT! ... RAY-CHEY-CAAAAAT ... RACHEY CAT I LOVE YOU OPEN THE DOOOOR".

I was all for ignoring him and waiting for him to go away, but Man of my Dreams was quite appalled and insisted I get out of bed, go downstairs, and break up with him properly.

I didn't mention MomD to Casual Shag as I stood barefoot outside my house asking him to go away and not come back.

Man of my Dreams dumped me in a similar way about six months later.

I broke up with my serious ex after 3 years by text, but it was accidental. We were temporarily long distance (a good 4 hour drive) and I had plans that weekend to go down and see him.

He messaged me in the week saying he'd booked Big Romantic Expensive Gesture - I either dumped him the second I got off the (£200) train so we didn't have to go and do it together, or we went and did the B.R.E.G. together and then I broke up with him and he asked why I had pretended to be happy for 24 hours during a very romantic thing...

So I asked him to postpone it for this weekend. He pushed me on why, I said I wasn't feeling it. He pushed more, I said we should have a chat that weekend. He asked repeatedly if I was breaking up with him, I said that was the way things were heading, yeah.

He called me a whore and put the phone down, then rang me back every 5 minutes for about 48 hours to ask me to change my mind.

Weird guy. Not sure why it took me 3 years to work that out.

Oh god I was horrible to someone many years ago. At uni, I had broken up with long distance BF (my choice), then had a 'one night' thing with someone, met at uni bar, it just morphed into a relationship that I wasn't really into at all but just kind of went along with as he was very keen. I wasn't particularly great to him. Anyway I went home for holidays, he was due to come visit. The day he was supposed to come I called him and just said 'dont come' and ended it. The reality of him meeting my home friends etc just kicked me into touch. He was really upset. I don't think I saw him again. It was 30 odd years ago and if I ever saw him I'd apologize for treating someone so shoddily and without care, I wasn't in a great place myself and had a lot to learn about boundaries and relationships but that's no excuse!

Actually my mum's break up with her first boyfriend was savage. He had a ring and was in the process of proposing down on one knee when she interrupted his soliloquy and said 'can I just stop you there? I don't want to date you let alone marry you.' OUCH!!

I’ve only had two relationships and both times I broke up with them over the phone.
Though my most recent ex the writing was on the wall anyway bc he had an emotional affair but he basically said that he was willing to keep going even though I apparently drove him to it and he didn’t love me any more. Just like that I realised that there was nothing left to save in that relationship and I told him I was done with the whole thing.

I was 16 and he wanted to know why, I told him the truth, he was boring. He was talking about it to his girlfriend months later.