"I didn’t want to say it at Christmas, but it finally slipped out on Christmas Eve..." Tough Christmas Breakups
Being left is never easy, but breakups during Christmas hit especially hard.
The Driver
I was waiting for my boyfriend that evening, and he showed up—but instead of a gift, he had my stuff packed from his place. I just stood at the door, barely hearing him explain that “there’s no chemistry anymore and he met someone else.” I watched in shock as he got into a car driven by a noticeably pretty girl. It was the worst Christmas of my life. My family wouldn’t leave me alone because they feared I might hurt myself.
Funny, Not Really
We ate the dinner I’d cooked all day, exchanged gifts, and were about to watch Home Alone before bed. I was thinking how peaceful and beautiful this Christmas felt, when my boyfriend quietly said he had something to tell me. He said he felt he didn’t love me anymore and thought we should break up. I ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and collapsed on the floor crying. He immediately knocked, shouting it was just a “prank.” It turned out he and his friends had planned to “prank” their girlfriends. I was so upset he agreed to such a crazy idea that after two tense days, I was the one who finally said I wanted to break up.
The Trip
We had planned a holiday trip, everything was paid for. But the day before we were to leave, a girl called me saying Laci wasn’t going anywhere with me because they got back together, and I shouldn’t look for him. What?!
Left Behind
My girlfriend said she was breaking up with me now (December 26) because “she doesn’t want to take me into the New Year.”
Too Late Regret
In October, I took the gold necklaces my mom and grandma gave me to a jeweler to turn into a beautiful engagement ring—I planned to propose on Christmas Eve. On December 22, the jeweler called to say the ring wouldn’t be ready on time, only a few days later. I wasn’t happy but felt powerless. The day after Christmas, I went to my parents’ place, and that evening I came home to find my girlfriend had moved out. She left a letter saying she was leaving because she wouldn’t wait any longer for my proposal. She blocked me everywhere, so I emailed her dad, telling him I’d come for the ring in three days—it had been in the making since October—but they didn’t believe me. I tried for a whole month, even sent the order form with the date, but it was too late. I was emotionally crushed for six months, and the ring still waits for me to place it on a special girl’s finger.
Thanks
My boyfriend unexpectedly dumped me on December 22, and my family spent the whole week watching my tear-streaked face. What a wonderful Christmas…
The Last Straw
I wanted to break up with him back in August but waited because it was his birthday. In September, his mom got sick, so I held off. In October, he had an accident; in November, surgery—again I waited. Finally, mid-December he was released, but I didn’t want to break up at Christmas. In the end, I couldn’t take it anymore, and on Christmas Eve, the last straw was when he criticized my cinnamon rolls. The conversation went: “Baby, this cinnamon roll isn’t good.” I replied, “Our relationship is what’s not good! I’ve wanted to break up for six months, but you always find an excuse!” I’ll never forget his face—it literally dropped.
Goodbye
We’d been together for three years, and she refused to meet my family, even though I wanted to introduce her in the second month. Finally, she agreed and promised to come to my parents’ the day after Christmas. We were all excited, and I was about to pick her up when she messaged me saying I could come to her, but she changed her mind and wouldn’t come to my family after all. I replied wishing her happy holidays and said that was it from me. My family waited for the big introduction, and I arrived alone to announce I was single again. I never answered her calls again.
Surprise
On December 22, I woke up to a message from my girlfriend apologizing but saying she’d met someone else. Wow. That whole Christmas and New Year’s week is still a blur—I barely remember anything from it.
Back
My girlfriend gave me a Christmas wish list in November. I bought her everything: expensive makeup, creams, and more. Two days later, she broke up with me because she “didn’t feel the passion anymore.” I told her no problem, but then I wanted the gifts back. She was furious and told me off, so I had to ask her mom for the gift money, which she kindly transferred. I get that feelings fade, but I don’t like being treated like a fool.
