The worst breakup I've had was at a family barbeque on fourth of July, I think I was 16 and the guy I was with I'd been with since the beggining of 8th grade. I took off work to be there that night and he came over with his family since my family is really good friends with his...in fact that was how we met. I was down by the deck with my mom and some of her friends and he just blurted it out that we were no longer together, he was seeing someone else. What made it even more humiliating was my older brother was filming the younger kids fishing and was close enough to catch us in the picture along with his words! And the guy stayed for about 6 more hours with his family and I couldn't go no where!
