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Why are break ups often so mean?

The son of my work friend has been breaking up with his girlfriend on and off over a period of months. They try then they fail, try and fail and try again. This week they’ve failed miserably (or maybe I should say she has). Not only have they broken up for good but now the girlfriend has cleared out their mutual flat and left him with diddly squat.

“Not even a plate to eat dinner on,” he said to his mum.

Why do some women do this? How can they be so mean to someone they have loved?

Come on, it’s not even her property so how does she think she has the right to take it? What does she need  a set of men’s golf clubs for, other than to hock them at Cash Converters and brag about it on Facebook?  That is, in fact, what this stupid young woman is doing – bragging on Facebook.

Honestly, she should be shamed on Facebook (shamed on Twitter, YouTube, billboards – everywhere). Any friends reading her rants should put her in her place. Tell her to give him back his own property, grow up and be civil.

The most ridiculous thing is that she has taken out an AVO on this poor unsuspecting fella. There’s no cause for this other than it allows her to bombard his mother with mean emails, upset his whole family, take his rights away – and get away with it.

The police were called to the empty apartment and told the young man, that it was a civil matter and they could not do anything. Obviously (to all of us) she has stolen his property but the law sees it otherwise.

My main point is – why would she be so mean?

The young man in question is only 22 years old so he hasn’t amassed a great deal of personal possession so to be left with nothing is depressing. It’s even inhumane.

He recently said to his mum, “There’s no point in going on. There’s no point in living.”

I’m a mum and I know those are word you never want to hear from one of your children. To say a cold shiver went up my spine is an understatement, more like an ice pick.

Did this young-miss-mean consider that by hurting her ex-lover she is hurting everyone who cares for him? The mother had also befriended YMM and brought her warmly into her family fold. Nice thanks that is.

Obviously YMM is vengeful (or a plain bitch) but she has no reason to be. This is a nice well-brought-up young man who adored her and he is yet to be mean back. The only thing is done is break up with her (obviously a correct decision it seems). Maybe it’s not in his nature.

He thought that they would divide their mutually accrued possessions in a reasonable manner. He would pack his footy tropies, clothes and the golf clubs and move out amicably. He hoped that one day when they bumped into each other in the street it wouldn’t be awkward it would be like greeting an old friend.

Poor fella, there’s more chance of her greeting him in the street with her car engine revving aiming to hit-and-run. Rage is fuelling her but how did this rage replace what was so recently rose-coloured love?

I guess she’s the only one that knows this. Maybe she’s watched too many adverts where upset women smash brand-new-red sports cars or hurtle their exs possessions out a third-floor window. Possibly she just wasn’t very nice to start with and the young man was yet to take off his own rose-coloured glasses.

Final word – karma.

YMM take note that it will one day bite you on the bum.


Donna Munro is the author of The Zanzibar Moon, Kendwa's Secret and Elephant Creek, freelance writer, blogger, graphic designer, content writer, book marketer, administrator, web editor and book reader. She's been published in Take Five, The Australian Woman's Weekly, For Me, She, That's Life, Woman's Day and Club Life and other smaller publications. She is a proud member of Romance Writers of Australia and the current Administrative Assistant. Donna lives in Queensland and is addicted to beaches, reading, Peanut Butter, elephants, koalas, Sydney Roosters and Home & Away. You'll often find her digging her toes in the sand with a book in her hand.

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