My 3rd breakup... man it was really nasty. I never had such a nasty experience with the opposite sex. I was set to start nursing school and we'd been discussing the big M. I honestly thought, wow okay, this is the person I'm going to be with for the next couple of decades. And I was okay with it.
And then she sabotaged everything. An ex of hers from high school started coming around (we were like 28/29 at the time to give you some context). I saw what was happening - I saw how he was manipulating her and using PUA stuff on her, and I saw her going along with it. I warned her about where she was going and where it would end. She didn't listen. Cheated on me. I dumped her. A week after I dumped her they moved in together. At that point she was garbage to me. So all our stuff was garbage. I drove 2 hours to her house and left it all on her porch and that was that. I was done, so I just left everything there.
For the next few months she harassed me, had police calling my house, accused me of slashing her tires, accused me of harassing her, would call me at 3am and leave a message to "call her back ASAP, it's an emergency" - I would call her right back and she would scream at me to stop harassing her. This went on my entire first and second semester of nursing school, my grades went off a cliff and I eventually washed out of the program. A mixed blessing. I hated the nursing environment.
A little less than a year after our break up she contacts me and sends me pictures of bruises all over her body. He'd been beating the shit out of her. They broke up and he moved out (heard via mutual acquaintance about it) - but then she went back to him.
She contacts me every couple of months I guess looking for absolution, or some kind of closure, telling me she "still cares about me" and "worries about me". I just want her to go away.
I don't really think about it very much these days. I relate the story occasionally on reddit as it's pertinent to the discussion. But yeah that was my nasty breakup and what I did with our stuff.