I don’t hate or dislike him. I actually feel nothing at all for him because even though we were physical, we weren’t emotionally deep with each other.

We ended because he fell in love with me without actually knowing me. Think he fell more in love with having sex with me and just couldn’t separate the two. We had an agreement and he knew that I wasn’t interested in that kind of depth. But it didn’t matter. I was forced to be the bad guy.

I was extremely naive as a young person. I thought that years of people living together created long lasting bonds between people, even husbands and wives. Even family.
I was disposed of permanently by everyone as they continually moved on in serial monogamy, new families after divorce and just moving on! That's normal. It doesn't feel right.

The love of my life and I were together, off and on, for 8 years and broke up in 1992. I always hoped we would get back together. Learned recently she died last year 3 days before her 62nd birthday.

My FWB (only one I ever had) is a heartless piece of sheet, but he brings me free alcohol and I get to feel more confident in that kind of situation and experiment with what I like and don't like.

As someone who's been told I'm terrible in bed more than once, I see it as a win. And I know I won't catch feelings.

I was surprised to see that my wife remained friends with all of her college fwb's. She broke up with them when they got serious. She had warned them that she was my girlfriend and only with them for fun.

No, I don’t dislike anyone with whom I was involved. Even if we weren’t suited for each other, they were basically good people and we parted amicably. I was fortunate.

I have been married twice, once when real young for 1 year and once at 30 for 13 years. To this day I am still friends with both of my exes.

Ever attacked by a wasp nest? There are things you do in those moments of time that you will never know or remember ... just to be able to defend yourself and get as far away as possible from the nest.

That was my last experience. It's all a blur. I know I'm alive, and I know I'll never see her again (I moved to get away from her. I had to.)

I've done myself well.

My ex died years ago so I have forgiven him for how he treated me. He was an alcoholic/drug addict and I left him with our daughter. Best decision I ever made

I don't hate my ex-husband, we try our best to get along so our son has stability and safety. But I am beyond disappointed in him and he doesn't help much at all. I just had to give up and be both parents.

My exbf was/is a clinger and a taker. We still have sex because that's all we're good at, but I'm even losing feeling for that now. He's extremely selfish.

I have come to realize I put up with selfish people because that's all I know.

They left me because they didn’t like how I’d jump on the bed waiting for them to get undressed, and telling them I’d stop jumping if they’d just get undressed faster..

I don't hate him. But we aren't in contact anymore. I don't even think about him unless someone mentions him. We had a piss poor relationship so I am just happy that it's over and I have a new love in my life.

Never hated my exes. I just hate what they did, and/or their attitudes. As people they're ok. As partners they are toxic to the max. For different reasons.

I a bit afraid of her to tell you the truth. But hate? No I don't hate her.

No, I have a lot of fond memories. It petered out for an extended period and I think I was well over it by the time it died.

Ended badly. We still have the occasional decent conversation usually in regards to the kids. Other than that we don't talk

Mine ended because he chose drugs & walked out on me to chase crack cocaine, It fken sucked and hurt that drugs were all he loves more. But life does go on and i hope he is happy.

@faery That is good! Lucky you.

Yes I hate her for walking out on my children and leaving me to try and help them understand and heal

I seem to end up disliking them most of the time.