How to break up with someone

How to break up with someone

1. Get alone with him/her. Don't do this on the phone!
2. Relax. You are doing the right thing...s/he needs to know the truth.
3. Tell him/her that you feel this relationship on its current level needs to end.
4. Give him/her some time to let it sink in.
5. If s/he tries to convince you to give him/her another chance, listen to him/her.
6. Tell him/her that you've made up your mind.
7. Tell him/her at what level you would like to keep your relationship (acquaintences, never-seens, friends, etc).
8. Listen to his/her response. Respect his/her feelings about this new level
9. Let him/her go when s/he feels s/he needs to end the conversation.

Tips:
1. Be honest. Although breakups can be really hard on relationships, honesty will salvage any possible future friendship.
2. When you've realized that you are no longer interested in this person, let him/her know. 3. Don't drag out a pointless relationship.
Look at this like taking off a band-aid. Would you rather do it fast or slow? Which one hurts more?

Love vs. Sex

A young university student washomefor thesummer.

She had gone to visit some friends one

eveningand time passed quickly as each shared their

various experiences of the past year.She ended up staying longer than planned,and

had to walk home alone.

She wasn't afraid

because it was a small town and she lived

only afew blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees,

Diane asked "God" to keep her safe from

harm anddanger.

When she reached the alley, which was a

shortcut to her house,

she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she

noticed aman standing at the end

as though he were

waitingfor her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,

askingfor "God's" protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness

and security wrapped round her,

she felt asthough someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley,

shewalked right past the man

and arrived homesafely.

The following day, she read in thenewspaper that

a young girl had been raped in the same

alley justt

wenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and

the fact that it could have been her,

she began toweep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to

help thisyoung woman,

she decided to go to thepolicestation.

She felt she could recognize the man,

so she told

them her story.

The police asked her if she would be willing

to lookat a line up to see if she could identify him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out

the man she had seen in the alley the night before.

When the man was told he had been

identified, heimmediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked

Diane for her bravery and

asked if there was anything they could dofor her.

She asked if they would ask the man onequestion.

Diane was curious as to why he had notattackedher.When the policeman asked him, he answered,

"Because she wasn't alone.

She had two tall men walking on either side of her.

"Amazingly, whether you believe or not,

you're never alone.

Did you know that 98% ofteenagerswill not stand up for God?

Repost this as "Love vs. Sex" if you believe.

If youdon't, then you'll have terrible

luck for ayear,if notlonger! Never doubt the power of God!!

Valentine's Story

A Story for Valentine's

Larry and Jo Ann were an ordinary couple. They lived in an ordinary house on an ordinary street. Like any other ordinary couple, they struggled to make ends meet and to do the right things for their children. They were ordinary in yet another way — they had their squabbles. Much of their conversation concerned what was wrong in their marriage and who was to blame. Until one day when a most extraordinary event took place. "You know, Jo Ann, I've got a magic chest of drawers. Every time I open them, they're full of socks and underwear," Larry said. "I want to thank you for filling them all these years." Jo Ann stared at her husband over the top of her glasses. "What do you want, Larry?" "Nothing. I just want you to know I appreciate those magic drawers." This wasn't the first time Larry had done something odd, so Jo Ann pushed the incident out of her mind until a few days later. "Jo Ann, thank you for recording so many correct check numbers in the ledger this month. You put down the right numbers 15 out of 16 times. That's a record." Disbelieving what she had heard, Jo Ann looked up from her mending. "Larry, you're always complaining about my recording the wrong check numbers. Why stop now?" "No reason. I just wanted you to know I appreciate the effort you're making." Jo Ann shook her head and went back to her mending. "What's got into him?" she mumbled to herself. Nevertheless, the next day when Jo Ann wrote a check at the grocery store, she glanced at her checkbook to confirm that she had put down the right check number. "Why do I suddenly care about those dumb check numbers?" she asked herself. She tried to disregard the incident, but Larry's strange behavior intensified. "Jo Ann, that was a great dinner," he said one evening. "I appreciate all your effort. Why, in the past 15 years I'll bet you've fixed over 14,000 meals for me and the kids." Then "Gee, Jo Ann, the house looks spiffy. You've really worked hard to get it looking so good." And even "Thanks, Jo Ann, for just being you. I really enjoy your company." Jo Ann was growing worried. "Where's the sarcasm, the criticism?" she wondered. Her fears that something peculiar was happening to her husband were confirmed by 16-year-old Shelly, who complained, "Dad's gone bonkers, Mom. He just told me I looked nice. With all this makeup and these sloppy clothes, he still said it. That's not Dad, Mom. What's wrong with him?" Whatever was wrong, Larry didn't get over it. Day in and day out he continued focusing on the positive. Over the weeks, Jo Ann grew more accustomed to her mate's unusual behavior and occasionally even gave him a grudging "Thank you." She prided herself on taking it all in stride, until one day something so peculiar happened, she became completely discombobulated: "I want you to take a break," Larry said. "I am going to do the dishes. So please take your hands off that frying pan and leave the kitchen." (Long, long pause.) "Thank you, Larry. Thank you very much!" Jo Ann's step was now a little lighter, her self-confidence higher and once in a while she hummed. She didn't seem to have as many blue moods anymore. "I rather like Larry's new behavior," she thought. That would be the end of the story except one day another most extraordinary event took place. This time it was Jo Ann who spoke. "Larry," she said, "I want to thank you for going to work and providing for us all these years. I don't think I've ever told you how much I appreciate it." Larry has never revealed the reason for his dramatic change of behavior no matter how hard Jo Ann has pushed for an answer, and so it will likely remain one of life's mysteries. But it's one I'm thankful to live with. You see, I am Jo Ann.

A Story for Valentine's

Larry and Jo Ann were an ordinary couple. They lived in an ordinary house on an ordinary street. Like any other ordinary couple, they struggled to make ends meet and to do the right things for their children. They were ordinary in yet another way — they had their squabbles. Much of their conversation concerned what was wrong in their marriage and who was to blame. Until one day when a most extraordinary event took place. "You know, Jo Ann, I've got a magic chest of drawers. Every time I open them, they're full of socks and underwear," Larry said. "I want to thank you for filling them all these years." Jo Ann stared at her husband over the top of her glasses. "What do you want, Larry?" "Nothing. I just want you to know I appreciate those magic drawers." This wasn't the first time Larry had done something odd, so Jo Ann pushed the incident out of her mind until a few days later. "Jo Ann, thank you for recording so many correct check numbers in the ledger this month. You put down the right numbers 15 out of 16 times. That's a record." Disbelieving what she had heard, Jo Ann looked up from her mending. "Larry, you're always complaining about my recording the wrong check numbers. Why stop now?" "No reason. I just wanted you to know I appreciate the effort you're making." Jo Ann shook her head and went back to her mending. "What's got into him?" she mumbled to herself. Nevertheless, the next day when Jo Ann wrote a check at the grocery store, she glanced at her checkbook to confirm that she had put down the right check number. "Why do I suddenly care about those dumb check numbers?" she asked herself. She tried to disregard the incident, but Larry's strange behavior intensified. "Jo Ann, that was a great dinner," he said one evening. "I appreciate all your effort. Why, in the past 15 years I'll bet you've fixed over 14,000 meals for me and the kids." Then "Gee, Jo Ann, the house looks spiffy. You've really worked hard to get it looking so good." And even "Thanks, Jo Ann, for just being you. I really enjoy your company." Jo Ann was growing worried. "Where's the sarcasm, the criticism?" she wondered. Her fears that something peculiar was happening to her husband were confirmed by 16-year-old Shelly, who complained, "Dad's gone bonkers, Mom. He just told me I looked nice. With all this makeup and these sloppy clothes, he still said it. That's not Dad, Mom. What's wrong with him?" Whatever was wrong, Larry didn't get over it. Day in and day out he continued focusing on the positive. Over the weeks, Jo Ann grew more accustomed to her mate's unusual behavior and occasionally even gave him a grudging "Thank you." She prided herself on taking it all in stride, until one day something so peculiar happened, she became completely discombobulated: "I want you to take a break," Larry said. "I am going to do the dishes. So please take your hands off that frying pan and leave the kitchen." (Long, long pause.) "Thank you, Larry. Thank you very much!" Jo Ann's step was now a little lighter, her self-confidence higher and once in a while she hummed. She didn't seem to have as many blue moods anymore. "I rather like Larry's new behavior," she thought. That would be the end of the story except one day another most extraordinary event took place. This time it was Jo Ann who spoke. "Larry," she said, "I want to thank you for going to work and providing for us all these years. I don't think I've ever told you how much I appreciate it." Larry has never revealed the reason for his dramatic change of behavior no matter how hard Jo Ann has pushed for an answer, and so it will likely remain one of life's mysteries. But it's one I'm thankful to live with. You see, I am Jo Ann.