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When I was 18 I was married to my high school "sweetheart".

The way she admitted her cheating ways to me was on Valentine's day, and it was harsh.

She asked me to drive her down to the flower shop, which I did, she went in and used my credit card to buy a dozen roses, with a card. She got back in the car and as I started to reach for the roses and say thanks, she pulled back and said "These aren't for you, now please drive me over to the real estate office down the street.", I asked why and she said "Just please do it."

So stupidly I drove her down, and she said "be right back." and went into the big glass faced building, went up to a man (32 years old I found out later) I'd never seen before, gave him the flowers, giggled then passionately kissed him and the gave me a cold look in the car.

Of course I got out, baffled, started towards the building, when he came out with two security guards and they told me to leave or the police would be called.

This was the second to the last time I saw or spoke to my ex-wife, the last time was when I signed our divorce papers.

All that said, since I met my one true wife, Amy, whom I have been with for 11 years and have three beautiful sons with, I've never had a bad Valentine's day so if that one was all I had to endure to be as happy in love as I have been these last 11 years I count myself lucky.

Rough. Glad it all worked out in the end.

Wow, that's pretty hard to top.
Sorry you had to go through that.

Damn. Not much more to say than that. That's rough all the way around, sorry man. Hard one to top, for sure!

When I was 13 my girlfriend broke up with me on V Day because I wouldn't hug her.

Wow j-mathias layin the smackdown. That's rough man. I bet Amy and those three kids make that look like a spec in the reariew...

It's not going to top j-mathias because as horrible as a divorce but it meant something to me.

On Valentine's day I was with a former girlfriend and my friend who I have loved for some time gave me my first penguin soft toy. It that moment I knew I was screwed because I was in the wrong relationship with a girl who would never appreciate me for who I am out of reach with a girl who would never fight to keep the person she loved.

It was the worst Valentine's day and it started a chain reaction that had me losing the only soulmate I would ever have.

Awhile ago I was talking to this girl and I really liked her, and I thought she really liked me. So for V-day, I searched around everywhere trying to find her this leopoard Beanie Baby because she loved leopard print stuff. So I gave her the present, and a card, and she basically shook it off and went out with another dude that night. I was quite salty about that.

When I was 13 my girlfriend broke up with me on V Day because I wouldn't hug her.

Just remembered this. On that same day, I opened the card I had written out to her, Tipex-d (think white out if you're American, I think) her name out and wrote a different girl's name over it.

She called me later and asked "was this card meant for Lucy?" to which I replied "Nope".

I don't think we've actually spoken since then. Best Valentine's Day ever.

Yea I think j gets the 5- points....cant get worse than that...

I dont think i've had a really good or really bad V-day.....but i'm not the romantic type so its not a huge deal to me....

**shrugs shoulders**

Valentines Day 1998, I was dating a girl named Sarah, it was fun and we had been dating for 4 months. On Valentines Day I worked late so at around 10pm I was heading across the bridge to her apartment in Oldsmar when I get stuck in traffic. A small car had collided with a semi just over the hump. I get to her apartment and shes not there so I call her cell and leave her a message and tell her I'm going home and to give me a call. So anyway, later the next day I get a call from her cell but it's her sister and she's sobbing. You guessed it...the accident was Sarah's. She died at the scene, but here's the rub, also in the car with her was her other boyfriend (he lived). Apparently she was 2 timing me and really loved this guy...blah blah blah (her sister told me all this). Her parents didn't even know about me but knew all about this other guy. pfft, women. They are the devil.

So whatever, my wife now has more than made up for that one crappy V-Day.

Valentine's two years ago.

It was sunny that day. I drove 4 hours just to pick up the tickets, but I enjoyed it. I usually do, but this time it was special, I was getting two front row seats, she was going to love it.

Her brother was expecting me, he was to put the gift in her bed so she’d be surprised. They gave me a cute stuffed bear to go with the box I’d bought for the tickets. I took a shower and waited for the call.

She hung up only after telling me she loved me, I could hear the joy in her voice while she opened the box.

She was glowing, perfection is what I’d call it. I could not take my eyes off her on the way to the concert.

Our song was on, the lightning was just right, the music, she, everything was as I’d imagined it.

On our way back the world could have ended and we would have died in love. In perfect harmony.

“I love you like I’ve never loved anyone”, she said a few days after, “But we both know this has to end now”.

No, love is not enough.

My sister's long time boyfriend told her he had something really special planned for Valentine's Day. They had been together for about 3 years, we all thought he was going to propose.

Nope. He told her he was sleeping with her best friend and wanted to break up. On Valentine's Day.

8 hours left.

It could be considered the worse story that I can't remember one Valentine Day worth remembering.

OK......worst valentines day ever, and i better take the cake on this one...

My boyfriend and i were long distance, i lived in jacksonville and he lived in tallahassee..about 2 hours east of me.
The night before valentines day we were talking on the phone, and he was telling me about how much he missed me, and how he couldnt wait to see me and stuff... Not to mention we were both really horny, because we only saw eachother like every 2 weeks. So i decided i was going to surprize him for valentines day. I would leave right after work that night, and drive over and get there at like midnight (valentines day).
So i get out of work, and drive my POS car 2 hours across the state of florida in the middle of the night......finally getting there at around midnight. So i called him up when i got to his apartment complex (mind you, i had never been to his place before, or met any of his friends, he always just came to my place) and told him "HEY! I'm here!" and he said "WHat do you mean, you're here?" and i said "I'm outside your apartment complex" and he said "What are you doing here"

This is when i started to lose my breath, because he did not sound happy at all that i was there.

And then i told him that i came to surprize him and he said that i needed to go somewhere else because he was gettin ready to play poker with the guys.

and i told him no, and that i had driven all the way accross the state to surprize him and he tells me to find somewhere else to hang out?! i dont think so..... So he told me he would be down to get me, but that we werent going up to his apartment. So he decided to take me for a tour around his school FSU......in the middle of the night. I was fuming and didnt know what to say, i felt like i was in a haze. Before i came to surprize him, everything was perfect between us. So while we are driving in his car, looking around campus looked over at him and said "So, what girl is escaping from your apartment right now?". he acted like i was rediculous for saying that, but wouldnt anyone in their right mind feel the same?

Soooo.....come to find out, after we finally make it back to his apartment at like 2am.....that he has been hiding me from everyone the entire time we were dating (6 months). No one knew about me. Which is funny, because he would always tell me stories about ways that i came up in conversations, and who he had talked to me about, and that he makes reference to me all the time. His family didnt even know i existed.

I was humiliated, and mortified, and so hurt. I couldnt even comprehend my feelings. And i didnt know why he was hiding me. I still dont, to this day, over a year later.

So i cried, told him it was over, and drove home that night.

I finally made it home at like 5 in the morning, and then bought myself a case of beer, and had a party for valentines day.....since i had the rest of the day free.

Needless to say, i never ever step foot in tallahassee anymore.

Some guy at UNC Chapel Hill broke up w/ his gf today in front of hundreds of people:

youtube.com/watch?v=colIeH2snmI

Josue, dude, what happened? You don't actually have to answer, but damn.

And Summer ... Jesus. F V day.

Mathias is the man for not killing that girl.

Mathias "wins".

As he should that was the saddest story I ever read.