63 People Share The Words That Made Them Cut Someone Out Of Their Lives

“I lied about my vasectomy”.

"I still wonder what you did to make me hit you."

My best mate of 20 years who had watched me struggle that entire time said ‘Depression isn’t real’.

See ya jerk.

I had a friend who got really into racial justice. That's very important. I get that. But it's possible to take anything too far, even good things. She kept going after me about my white privilege and it's like, yes, I have white privilege. I'm white. But what do you want me to do??? I didn't choose my race. The best I can do with my privilege is use it to help the not privileged, like the free school I built in Sierra Leone and maintain with my factory job wages. I pointed that out to her and she said that was white privilege. At that point I conceded there was no winning with her.

Former bestie said ‘well you’ve had her for 35 years, that’s not too bad’ when my mom’s cancer came back. Haven’t talked to her since.

"am I going to have to listen to you complain about this for the rest of my life"  

Im here but not the same.

Had a lifelong friend as my roommate in college. I had helped this person through so much over the years. Always there, always available, always helpful. End of my first semester and I had a big chemistry test coming up that I absolutely had to do well on. Some of the class was meeting at the library to study that evening and I desperately needed to be at that study session covering a section I was struggling with. That afternoon my truck broke on me. Starter went out. I called the friend who was at a camp house 20 minutes away playing cards and asked for help (a ride to the parts house to get a starter, or just bring me to the study session). He said no, they had just ordered pizza and he wasn't leaving since he had put money towards the pizza. I told him I would gladly reimburse the cost or even buy a whole pizza or whatever he wanted really, I just needed some help. Still said no. Called another friend who was not in a position to help and he bent over backwards and somehow through sheer willpower was able to provide help. Late that night I mentally went through all the times I had been there for my roommate, but he hadn't been there for me. Turns out the whole friendship had been that way.

We'd been living apart for more than a year while she took a job out of town. Things had had been bad for awhile. She always threw out divorce as a threat everytime we fought but never meant it.

Months before when she did we had a long talk. I asked her to stop that. Told her I'd never do it, if I ever said divorce it was over. It's not a word to threaten.

Fast forward to she was supposed to have come home on a Friday for the weekend, didn't come. Barely said anything. Shows up at like 5pm on Sunday to "grab some stuff she needed" but was going to stay the night. We fought and she walked out.

We didn't talk all day Monday. Tuesday morning I call her at work. She said "morning babe what's up" and I just said "I think we should get a divorce" and her only response was "darn, I knew the moment I left Sunday this was going to be the next thing you said to me"

31 days later we were divorced and 12 yrs of marriage and 16 yrs together was over.

My brother passed at 42 of a heart attack last Saturday. He was driving with my sister and 16 year old niece in the car when he went unconscious. When I went to ask my husband if he could rub my back at 2am that night while he was downstairs playing video games he said no. Got angry, slammed the door so hard the trim fell off, broke a glass picture frame and my vaccum in a rage.

My ex-boyfriend and I got into a big argument because he wanted to watch an R rated movie when I had my 9 year old son with me. He said he can just go in his room and I said, I have him 50% of the time, we can wait to watch a movie until he is with his dad.

He turned to me and said, “He(my son) needs to realize that I’m your #1 priority.”

I had no comeback to that. We were done.

She went out to a bar, I showed up when she didn't think I would, she was with another guy. This was the second time this had happened. The first time was crying, I'm so sorry, the whole show, but this time she said "you're so controlling, you don't let me do anything, I hate you".

That cut me badly. She had cheated on me a bunch before that, but she had never said the words I hate you.

And now, she's divorcing me. As I type this, she's out with other men. Still live in the same house because neither of us has money to go anywhere. 19 years down the drain because an almost 50 year old woman can't just be happy with a decent man that takes care of her and wants to relive her 20s.

I know I have mood swings, but if I have mood swings for 30 days, you should be able to take it.

Context: I used to work as a model.

Two non-model friends changed my name in the group chat to "cheerleader effect". I asked what it meant, and they said it just meant I cheered people up with my presence. My now husband (also in gc) msged me later with the real meaning from the show How I Met Your Mother.

Cheerleader Effect refers to a group of women who look super hot all together (referring to me and my model friends), but if you look at one of them individually they're actually very average.

I confronted them about it, and they said they knew i hadn't watched the show and the rest of the groupchat had, and that it was so funny to them that I'd thanked them for the nice name.

"Acting like im not the biggest patron to your charity case of a life"

He never had to worry about my presence, friendship or most importantly charity case ever again, even after making 10 alt accounts begging and not wanting to lose his "day 1" sorry gofund me to my charity case is closed.

"There are too many Asians here".

ex-husband, at Hershey Park, about 20-25 years ago. I'd give more context but there was no more context.

"You're obsessed with me, you won't ever leave." Holy hell I went from head over heels to disgusted in two seconds.

Not friend or partner, but family. I asked my dad if he supported my transition. His response wasn’t just a single sentence, it was a single word. 

“No.”

This was said while not even looking at me. With a smirk on his face. Cold and monotonous. This man said he’d try to get things right with name and pronouns, tried once then complained every time after I corrected him. Said he didn’t have a problem with my presenting fem. Was told everything my doctor told me, thinking that way he’d understand the treatment. I did everything I could to try to make him understand for years before I even started hrt, and it never broke through because there was no effort. The single word made me finally realize, accept he wouldn’t be changing. 

I told him he could “go to hell, forever” and left. Two years later, and still one of the best decisions I’ve ever made for myself.

“If you were single, you’d have to make food for yourself so I don’t understand what the difference is having to make extra for me”

Well, I became single only cooking for myself real quick after that one.

Keep in mind he said this when I said I was exhausted carrying the whole cooking and meal
Planning load while I was working full time and going to school and he was working part time if that.

Are a whoooooole lot of beautiful girl dinners in that period.

First date, back when the Apple stores were brand new and jam packed full of people. This guy I met at work took me to the mall and I was really excited because I thought he was super cute. Just as we are walking by the front of the Apple Store, he yells at the top of his lungs, "NERRRRRRRDS!" I never saw him again after that.

Im a guy and I had a friend who was a girl that later on I noticed would only ask me to hang out after she broke up with whichever guy she was seeing at the time.

One day she asked me to go out for dinner and suggestted a fancier spot. I thought we'd split the bill, but when the bill came she said "do you mind paying for this one? I do this thing with my friends where we each take turns paying for dinner" so I said sure and paid the $200 bill. 2 weeks later, I ask her out for dinner and jokingly said that she needs to pay this time and she replied with "sorry I'm doing this thing where I stop going out to eat, happy to have you over for dinner and I can make roast chicken".

What a cheapskate and F your chicken. I felt so used especially after noticing that she used me as a emotional rebound after a break up. I never spoke to her again. In hindsight, the $200 was well spent in order to find out that I needed to cut off a this toxic person.