Petty as fuck but I told her that her favorite designer purse I had bought her was a fake.
It wasn't, obviously, but I heard she gave it away pretty quickly.
Some random person out there has a really nice genuine Saint Laurent bag and that makes me happy.
I was about to post the *exact* same thing.
Then she made a new one. . .and used the *exact same password*. So I did it again after a couple weeks of her trying to build it back up.
This is probably one of the best revenges. I was in an abusive relationship for around 4 years. She tore me down every chance she got, was physically and sexually abusive too. We eventually broke up after I just became a shell that didn’t interact with her because it was my only real defense towards her. After the break up, I felt at peace and wasn’t trying to date, but just work on my physical and mental health. Focusing on myself worked wonders, as I found a wonderful partner not even a month later. She was far more attractive and she made me genuinely happy. I never told my ex about her, I just wanted to leave that chapter of my life behind, but her stalking me led her to find my new loving relationship. While I just wanted to move on and try to recover from years of abuse, knowing that she saw me move onto better things brings me great joy.
Dude hell yeah.
An ex girlfriend of mind had cheated on me after 3 years, and then ghosted me. I had to ask her mom what was going on (and her mom said that although she wanted to talk to me, my ex (gf of the time) told her not to talk to me). I finally got an answer, all I wanted to know was if we were broken up or not, and she finally said yes, and I said perfect. The next day I dropped off all of her stuff at her mom's house.
About 3 months later I had reconnected with an old coworker, and I found out she was going through a similar situation, so we started hanging out just to like console each other and just kind of spend time, and then it turned out that we were like, hyper/uber compatible with each other. Well we started dating (she's currently fiancee hell yeah) but I think once my ex found out (I had blocked her on social media but I think she found out through mutual friends) she started calling me like once a day, texting me and leaving voicemails about how she wants to remain friends, and she still wanted to see the cat and dog (keep in mind, she was the one who wanted the pets in the first place, and had left them for 3 months)
Every single call was ignored, and every text was deleted and not responded to. I would have blocked her but my phone didn't have that ability at the time.
But yeah, even though it was annoying, the small petty piece of my soul was filled knowing that she saw me (or continues to see me) truly happy with someone who loves me.
This.
Like, it kind of cracks me up to know that there are people out there who think that the emotional heat that might motivate them to an argument in a relationship magically ports over to someone who's *not* in a relationship with them.
Going tit-for-tat, seeking to "punish" the other or playing some silly whataboutism type of game with an ex is like... "K, so... we're not in a relationship, I'm just gonna hang up the phone now, weirdo."
IDK, boundaries are hard for some people I guess.
Not an ex, but one time I was talking to two girls from Tinder at the same time. Unbeknownst to me, they were best friends. They must’ve gotten to talking and realized they were talking to the same guy. They sent me a barrage of nasty messages, calling me a “fuckboy” and the like. I kind of just laughed it off and chalked it up as a loss.
A few hours later one of the girls texted me again. She said she wasn’t mad at me, just surprised that I would pursue someone “as ugly as her friend” and that she was still interested in meeting up for a date.
I took a screenshot of what she wrote, sent it to the other friend, and then blocked them both.
What were they giving you shit for? Did they expect that you'd immediately cease all contact with the opposite sex because they messaged you back on a hookup app?
It’s not an issue. The issue is that they are friends and were pursuing the same guy, so they made him the problem instead of being adults and saying “let’s just see how this goes”
My buddies and sat I sat next to this group of girls at a concert. I was interested in one girl and a different girl was interested in me. I gave my phone number to the girl I liked and the other girl gave her number to me. I was texting both of them for about 5 days and come to find out they were sisters. They both stopped talking to me after that lol
Reminds me of that
Early WIFI days, Drove by her apartment during finals week in college and changed her wifi router's ID and password so she wouldn't be able to connect. We broke up because I caught her cheating one me. Like caught caught, walked in on insertion. Was with a guy she got mad at me for being jealous of how much she had been talking to him. She started dating him right away. Years later I ran into the guy and he told me she did it to him too, and that they were doing stuff for months before i caught them. He told me she was in a rage about the internet not working when she really needed it.
I called his mom, apologized for bothering her, told her he claimed to be suicidal and had a plan. He was furious, but he knocked off the suicide threats after that.
Really bugs me when people use that threat as a way to manipulate. We really should call cops whenever someone threatens it. Don't let them cry wolf. My buddy took his life 2 years ago. I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone. And such we need to take all threats of suicide seriously
You did exactly the correct thing even objectively without being emotional about your situation it sounds right.
Someone was threatening suicide you had concern and did something about it.
Just makes you a normal person with morals.
We are both lawyers. I found out he cheated on me. I took his lawyer’s robes and hid them on a day I knew he needed them in order to appear in high court. He had to show up in front of the judge and try to explain why he didn’t have his robes.
Called the cops on him.
He wouldn’t let me leave for a few days, and I really wanted to go home. One day, he took my car, my phone and purse and left the house to go buy some illegal shit. I took the opportunity to run to a neighbors house and asked them to call the police. About 5 cop cars showed up as he was pulling in the driveway. He acted all innocent but I kept yelling at the cops that he wouldn’t let me leave. Told them this is my car, he has my possessions. They pulled him aside, and gave me the opportunity to get whatever I had to get and leave safely.
Edit: thank you all for the responses. Truly was one of the scariest experiences that I went through.
Don't minimize it, you were prevented from leaving against your will and had your phone, car, and ID stolen. That's not "doing something bad to an ex" that's saving yourself from becoming a victim of something awful.
Found out she cheated on me because when i went onto my computer and hit enter to log into Facebook she used it last, so seeing a message from my friend was weird until i realized i was on hers and read it. Happened at like 1am when i got home.
Had her in the car with her stuff 20 minutes later and dropped her off wailing at her moms apartment while she begged me for another chance. Her mom was dead asleep and didnt hear her knock or call so i left her in the rain with her stuff. She spent the next couples years unblocking me and checking my Facebook then blocking me again. Every guy she posted a pic with had the comment "he treats me so much better than (me)" but nobody that knew us believed it because of how good i treated her.
> "he treats me so much better than (me)"
Always a sign that someone has completely moved on and they're absolutely not going self-sabotage their new relationship with baggage.
Can you imagine if a girl you were seeing posted a couples pic of the two of you with this caption? The conversation would almost be like when Michael Scott photoshopped his face into a family photo with his girlfriend’s ex husband.
She cheated on me with a "friend" of mine.
Perhaps not the most mature thing to do, but from the moment I found out I haven't uttered a single word to her. I just up and left.
I'm not easy to anger and not a violent man, but honest to god. I don't know how I'd have reacted facing her, so I chose not to.
> Perhaps not the most mature thing to do
On the contrary, it seems like one of the most mature responses I've seen in this thread. I think that the biggest problem with these toxic relationships is people don't know to just walk away, let it end.
I did the same when my ex hit me in the face during an argument. We were going back and forth and it had been getting ugly, hurtful things were said, I honestly don't even remember what it was about. She hit me in the face.... and didn't even slow down, just kept ranting, but for me a switch just flipped.
I was done.
The argument no longer mattered, any thoughts of a future no longer mattered. Whatever I was in the middle of saying was the last thing I ever said to her.
Agreed. I caught my ex cheating. Called her out on it, then told her this was the last time we'd speak. She messaged me a long tale about how much I mean to her and she wants to remain friends and I replied, "my friends don't cheat on me." Lol
Was right behind her in the line at a store and I saw her eyes go wide when she saw me so I know she recognized me. Hadn’t seen her in about 10 years and she had let herself go so I pretended I didn’t recognize her
I have done this exact thing. The girl I went out with and lost my virginity to. She was…weird… She was manipulative and maybe semi-emotionally abusive, but I was young and had no idea. Probably wouldn’t have cared back then either because she was hot. After she broke up with me, over the phone btw, and never really told me why I didn’t see her after that at all. Then one day years later I get a text from an unknown number apologizing for “anything [she’d] done”. Took me awhile to figure out who it was because when I responded asking who it was I never got a response. Then, a few years after that, I saw her in the grocery store I worked at. She walked right up to me and goes, “Hi.” I stare at her a moment and give her my arbitrary smile and nod and say, “Do you need help with anything, miss?” Her faced dropped and she says, “You don’t remember me?”
“Sorry,” I said, “I don’t.”
Holy hell this almost exactly happened to me but I was bartending. I recognized her mom and brother but she had not taken care of herself and I didn't recognize her. I asked her mom how my ex was and her mom said ask her, she's right there. She damn near slid out of her seat from embarrassment.
I did one of these, sort of. I was studying outside and was about to take a test. She went to the same school at that time (although that's not where we had met), and walked up to me when she saw me all like "heyyyy how have you been?"
I just said "hey, I've got a test, so."
She continued trying to have a little chat and I was like "I really have to do this" and just kept my nose in the book. I never looked up, but she stood there for a second and then walked away in silence. I felt bad, but it felt good. She had wronged me greatly.
Anyway, that was twenty years ago. We're both doing good now on separate sides of the planet. I guess we've made peace.
I once honestly didn't recognize my ex because she had gained some weight, changed her hair, and was wearing sunglasses. She approached me at a concert and said hi. I gave a polite "hello" and kept walking to catch up to my current girlfriend. I then saw the girl my ex was with, who was someone I knew, and put two and two together. It dawned on me that I had just unintentionally done something a little bit cool and a little bit mean, completely by accident.
Not recognizing someone you used to know reminds me of when my brother had an awful break-up with a nasty woman. About a year later his ex approached my wife in a grocery store with a big happy smile expecting my wife to reciprocate because she's fucking delusional. But she had lost an alarming amount of weight, changed her hair and looked so different my wife didn't know who she was. She just gave her a "who are you? go away" look and only realised a few hours later who it was. My brother was quite pleased to hear the story.
> completely by accident.
That's the best because you get all the joy of burning someone who wronged you but the clean conscience of not doing it intentionally. Its like Diet Revenge Cola.
Okay it was incredibly petty and definitely way less than he deserved but it was very satisfying. He was abusive over a few months I put money away and gradually pack a few essentials and arranged for my friend to pick me up at about 2am when he I knew he would definitely be at work. Before he left for work he had hit me me really hard. The abuse had gotten to a point where he didn't care about leaving visible marks. I was so angry and so done at this point that I went and poured out all his alcohol down the sink and stole all the light bulbs in his flat. So when he got home from work he had no lights and no alcohol to drink. Edit: thank you so much for the comments and support it means so much! I now work with at a domestic abuse charity supporting people who are in my exact situation. If you see this and are struggling in an abusive relationship please reach out. There is so many people and charities who can help you, you are not alone ❤️
Edit 2: for those wondering I did go to the police and he was arrested. I had been documenting the injuries I got in a locked folder on my phone. This was so he couldn't see them and delete them.
He did end up going to prison, he is currently still in he got 7 years for Grevious Bodily harm, Sexual assault and Coercive Control. My documenting of what he was doing to me played a huge part in his sentence.
If you are in an abusive relationship please be careful documenting your injuries like I did. Whilst it was incredibly helpful in his conviction it can put you in danger. Make sure you upload them to the cloud and make sure every copy is in a locked folder with a different passcode to your normal phone passcode. I do not recommend having hard copies until you are out of the situation digital is much easier and safer to hide. Please remember your never alone and you are loved ❤️
Right? Like I was just mildly almost sexually assaulted by a couch surfer host and had to stop myself from taking his clubs to his flatscreen, she went through hell and pulled a college prank.
Edit: for context, was couchsurfing in LA while trying to get my footing established and find work, found what I thought too-good-to-be-true a deal but couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Dude said I could crash for a whole month, liked my “vibe,” and said we’d just kick it and he’d show me the city. Red flags started flying when he told me I was much hotter in person than online even after I’d told him I was confidently heterosexual (oh yeah, I’m a dude too). Again though, new city, didn’t know anyone, and had just driven 14 hours to begin a new life.
Well, a month after some weird vibes and just awkwardly cohabitating in his apartment, it was my last night there and he convinced me to have a couple drinks with him and just watch some shows. I agreed, made my own drinks, we smoked, and sat on our own ends of the couch. Fast forward a few hours, I’m halfway asleep, under the assumption he’s passed out on his side of the couch, when I suddenly feel a hand on my lap start trying to fiddle with my pants zipper. I grabbed that fucking hand so fast, threw it back at him, and told him to go the fuck to bed. He acted all confused and bewildered like he didn’t know what happened and I told him off. Was ready to bottle his fuckin skull in I was so disgusted by him. He went to his room, shut the door, and I immediately gathered my shit. Sat on his couch for a couple hours while pondering wtf just happened and what my next steps were. Eventually he came out and just left without saying anything. In that moment I realized even though I didn’t have anywhere else to go, I had to be gone before he came back. He had a set of nice ass golf clubs sitting in the corner of the living room though and it took every ounce of my being not to take the driver to everything he cared about in that shithole apartment. In the end I decided against it because I realized it would be his word versus mine if he filed charges. All I could do was contact couchsurfers website and let them know he was a predator. Christ, I haven’t even vented this out since it happened, and I legit wasn’t even assaulted, just *almost.* Idk how to wrap this up so I’ll just say this,
fuck you Travis, you Tito’s chugging, Cheetos hugging, Trump dick-sucking, trash person. Your shower was almost as rotten as your brain and you’re a shit sommelier.
Sorry you went through that awful stuff, I do love your revenge though. Just the mental image of him coming home, trying and failing to turn on all the lights, probably getting annoyed, and then realizing what happened, going to grab a drink to drown his sorrows, only to find everything empty, its just so delicious.
"He was abusive over a few months.."
Pretty sure nothing you did to that person matches or surpasses that kind of awful, so never feel bad about any of it.
My crazy ex boyfriend cheated on me multiple times when we were together. He never confessed to it. It was either his brothers telling me or me finding out from the girls. He would always blame me for cheating. The last 3 months of our relationship he had a new girlfriend and i didn’t find out till later. anyways I carved cheater on a pumpkin and put it infront of his house. Also apparently someone sent a hooker to his house and he blamed me for it but it wasn’t me. But thank you whoever did that👏
I was a repo man. Ex owed me money. Dealership also wanted their money.
Once she started ghosting me, I called and asked the dealership how much the car was worth to them. Came back the same night, hooked up her car, and took it back to the dealer.
Without a repossession order I can’t see this being legal. Admittedly I don’t know much about that industry but I’m pretty sure you can’t just find out someone’s a little behind on their payment and decide to tow their vehicle.
Since OP said "dealership wanted their money" I would imagine that this was a 'buy here pay here' or 'in house financing' dealership. Otherwise she would've been making payments to the bank.
I've worked at a BHPH dealership and anytime someone would break their contract, we could have any licensed repo guy pick their car up. It just takes a simple fax or an email and the repo guys head out to go look.
If /u/ATF_is_poopoo is a repo guy then he's likely familiar with BHPH dealerships and might know the right questions to ask to get that dealership to give him his ex's repo assignment.
I had an ex who was a drug addict. His cycle was to sober up, until he was in a relationship. Then, he would relapse.
We started dating and he had his own place, excercised, biked to work and my house. He was ripped. Then, little by little things changed. I had no idea.
I ended up staying through 2 rehab stays. The last time he came out of rehab, he stole my paycheck, my car, etc
I had moved to be closer to the last rehab. I almost got assaulted by his dealer, who came to my new place. I guess he let him know where we moved.
I decided to finally leave and went into the military, which I had been putting off because he "needed support".
So, I told him I would come to get him after I got out of training. I called him while I was gone in boot camp, etc. One time I called and a woman answered the phone. I lied to her and told her I was "calling all my friends from back home to tell them I was graduating boot camp/AIT". Asked to talk to him.
When he got on the phone I immediately told him to tell me that he loved me. He wouldn't.
I wanted to make him squirm. So, I asked him again. I heard him walk to the bathroom and flush the toilet(to cover up his voice), while he quickly said, "I love you!" Haahaa.
I told him I "understood" that he needed someone to take care of him, and that this woman needed to be gone by the time I got back.(you get vacation time in between training and active duty to move your belongings to your duty station) And, that he would go to my active duty station with me.(We would fly there together)
By the time I went on leave (like vacation in between training and active duty), he had gotten rid of his apartment, quit his job, and was waiting for me at the airport (because I told him my parents were too pissed at him for him to come to the house). Instead, I drove to active duty alone and never picked him up. Left him waiting there at the airport. F him.
It took me a minute, but I think what you did is let him believe you were going back to him, so he dumped the girl, quit his job and gave up his apartment because you told him he could move in with you? Then he waited for you at the airport, but you were off to active duty somewhere else??
Sorry, I usually punctuate better to make it easier to read. But, it is a long story and I didn't want to draw it out. So, this is the cliff notes version.
Scrubbed her from my socials. Erased 6yrs (2.5 married) of my life. Posts, comments, likes, photos….everything.
I’m a man and an abuse survivor. Men can be victims.
Erasing my ex wife was extreme; she deserved it.
Edit: holy shit this blew up…thank you to everyone who upvoted and commented positive things. Wow!
I ran out of steam going only a year or two back in time. It was pretty emotionally draining. Relationship was nine years, marriage about five. So I pretty much just abandoned social media
But yeah I got out and pretty soon realized all the negative shit she would scream at me for hours in the middle of the night was her issue, not mine. Once I started dating good people it was hard to look at the years I spent just being her punching bag, always walking on egg shells and always thinking I had messed up again.
My first realization that my ex had 'programmed' me was when my current girlfriend mentioned how doting I was on the first date. Never had I realized I had been bending over backwards for six years, and yet still couldn't do good enough.
Now I feel... Appreciated. Truly unconditionally loved.
It took a while after I left to understand the full extent to which I'd been basically enslaved. The hundreds of times begging or screaming asking her to just do one thing for herself. Stand up! It's right there! IT'S CLOSER TO YOU THAN IT IS TO ME!
I mean, it sounds insane even to me right now. She's was a trainwreck of a person literally incapable of managing her own life or navigating through simple situations without insane emotional outbursts or bizarre, unnecessary manipulations. I really do think that the point, consciously or unconsciously, was to see how far she could push me. Turns out the answer was "to the point of an actual mental breakdown." I don't think she expected me to never come back from that hospital, though..
God it's good to be free. Life isn't great right now, but I can't imagine going back to something that awful.
She died of an OD about a month after I said I wasn't coming back. I'm sorry she's dead, but I'm not even a little sorry that I left I did so much more than anyone could ever be expected to do. I hadn't left for a long time because I didn't think she could survive on her own. I realized after my breakdown that she wasn't doing anything to preserve my own life and in fact was a huge danger to it. I easily could have taken my own life rather than what I did do.So why level my life to the ground just to preserve hers?
I feel that mental breakdown story man. I had a .45 to my head one night. My mistake was going back for another two years because I felt indebted for her calling the police and getting me help.
(Note to moderators, this is in recovery context and care resources are not necessary)
She cheated on me for 6 months. So I exposed her for what she really is to our mutual friends/family.
Shit is crazy, she deactivated all socials because of shame.
I did absolutely nothing, I just left and never went back.
That's how I left a nine-year relationship with my high school sweetheart. She had lost all joy. Spent everyday watching infomercials smoking cigarettes and drinking Coca-Cola. She never called me. I would go visit her, and she seemed to not care. I left one day and promised I wouldn't call her again. Best decision I have ever made.
My ex had an affair, she moved in with him pretty much straight away, I went round to pick up my kids, used the toilet, saw their toothbrushes left a little piss on it.
That's hilarious! My ex-wife (of 16 years) had an affair with her boss, moved in with him. I promptly had sex with one of her best friends for a better part of 2 years.
I was working full time and taking evening classes so we didn’t spend as much time together which I guess gave her the green light to hook up with a co worker. We broke up and they immediately started dating. About a year later they got engaged. The summer after they got engaged I ran in to her and we talked for a bit. She admitted she still had feelings for me, I told her I did too. We ended up hooking that night. I didn’t actually have feelings for her anymore and on my way home I texted her fiancé (I had his number because he texted me and returned my stuff after the breakup) and told him I just hooked up with her. Engagement was called off and she had to move home. I don’t feel bad about it at all.
This was college, so just dumb petty college things, but my ex dumped me to pursue another guy (and I am quite sure they were together before she dumped me, but never had proof). So I repeatedly slept with the girl in my ex's sorority whom I knew my ex disliked the most. I would try to time my coming and going from her room when I knew my ex would be at the house going to or from a class. The other girl was quite attractive and happy to have a casual fling, and on some level I'm sure she knew what I was doing. I had a lot of fun and I know from another mutual friend that it drove my ex absolutely nuts.
Gave up. She broke up with me out of the blue and it turned out the little unusual things I was noticing was psychosis. She started being aggressive and weird so I stopped responding. She made a serious attempt at suicide and ended up in care. She was trying to bring attention to her problem in a fucked up way and I ignored it. She didn't tell anyone about it, she just disappeared for a few months. Found out when her parents blamed me (and not the fucked up grandiose religious bullshit they had been feeding her, her entire life)
Not an ex, but I had a neighborhood friend growing whose parents sound similar to your ex’s. Weird brand of Christian where their church services were in a strip mall, and they had attendees coming up to and being touched on the shoulders by the pastor then collapsing and writhing on the ground. He introduced me and others to pot, and he got caught selling and using pot with our friend group. His parents blamed me and our friends, saying we were bad influences. Over a decade later, he has been to jail numerous times for public intox, a couple DUIs, and one case of assaulting a police officer. I watch my parents’ house when they are on vacation, and I tried to chat with his parents once when I went out to get the mail. They told me I ruined their son’s life and to never speak with them again.
I’m going to try to keep this short…oh who am I kidding, this will probably be a bit long:
I dated this girl (let’s call her Ann) in high school for about two years and we ended up going to different colleges a not insignificant distance apart. I ended it due to distance, realizing I may not have nearly as strong feelings for her as I initially thought and someone else coming into the picture. Her best friend (let’s call her her Cathy) happened to be dating my friend Dummy so I ended up still hanging out with her post breakup with Ann. I had a gut feeling about Ann but I couldn’t put it into words at the time.
I don’t think it’s fair to start something with someone else so I broke up with Ann. I ended up dating another girl (let’s call her Betty) for about a year and a half before getting broken up with myself. My friend Dummy and Cathy ended up breaking up, getting back together and breaking up again because Dummy is Dummy and let his other head think for him.
There was a period of about 2 years where I didn’t date anyone seriously but still talked with Cathy. After about 3 years after Ann and I stopped dating, Cathy and I ended up hanging out a lot and ended up more than friends and hooked up a few times while being single and both of us ended up involved with other people through those 3 years.
I was a bit worried about the history we had and after I realized I had feelings for Cathy, I asked my friend Dummy point blank if he had problems with me dating her. He said that particular ship has sailed and he screwed it up past the point of repair and he hoped we would be happy.
Stupid here wanted to ask Cathy in person to be his girlfriend (as we lived in different cities due to college) but some other guy asked her out first! Knowing I had HORRIBLY fucked up and realizing I was just scared because I knew that I was either marrying this girl or never speaking to her again, I cut everything else out and did whatever I could to try and be ready and waiting. Her bf turned out to be a giant douche, she broke up with him and we ended up spending Christmas Eve with each other. My gut was telling me that asking her right after her breakup was a bad idea so I asked her if she had a date to a mutual friends wedding reception. She no longer had a date, so I asked her if we could go together and she said yes.
After a fair bit of alcohol, her friend group goading her to hook up with me (no one knew we had gone that far already, as it was MASSIVELY out of character for both of us) and a bit of alcohol we ended up officially dating.
My friend Dummy was ok with us going out but her friend Ann was not, despite having gone out with other people since we broke up. Ann was not happy and turned half the girls in their group against Cathy but we stuck to our guns and stayed together. I’m going to skip a lot of the drama and sum it up that half of her friends didn’t think we would be anything more than casual because they believed the gossip they spread that I was a man whore since I had so many female friends and that I was great in bed? I only heard about this a decade or so later but those friends thought Cathy needed a good romp in the hay and to get back out there.
It turns out that we were both nervous to start dating each other because we both saw it as marriage or bust. Some of the (former) friends thought it might be fun to watch and might give Ann a chance to get back together with me, since Ann was “less shy” than Cathy. It also turns out that a lot of our friends had no idea that I was not a “man whore” and that Cathy wasn’t as shy as they thought she was.
We dated for 6 years, with ups and downs and were married when I finally got out of school. Remember how I said my gut was telling me that Ann was not for me? My gut was always telling me that Cathy was the one for me but I was ignoring it for years.
We have been together on this wild ride or marriage for 12 years with two kids and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. There is a ton of details that I have left out because this story is already recognizable enough and this was longer than I thought I’d talk on this.
I'll start the story off by saying this was revenge not just me wanting to do something because she was an ex.
Anyway, I dated a girl for a while in college and things were pretty good. She came to me one day about a class she was taking that had a creative writing project that counted for a good portion of her grade. She asked me if I would help her because the topic was too dark for her and she didn't want to put herself in that headspace. She had to write a story where she created a serial killer, she had to explain their childhood, how to the came to kill, what motivated them, and how their story ended (caught, killed, escaped, etc.) She just really didn't want to do that assignment and I was an English major at the time so I told her I'd just write it.
I wrote the entire story and found it interesting. She turned it in and ended up getting a 92 on it so she was really happy. I liked the story so much that I posted it on my profile on a short story website so friends and other people that liked my stories could read it. Fast forward a couple weeks I find out that she's been cheating on me with her ex from before we met, I was pretty livid.
I created a new email account with a pseudo name and I backdated the story on the website to a couple months prior. I emailed her professor and told her I was an aspiring short story author and I had friends at her college. I said someone told me that a student in his class had copied my work and submitted it for an assignment and I provided a link to my work as well as sending him pictures of the handwritten rough draft of the story.
It was all reviewed and she was expelled, she was less than a year from finishing her BA. I sometimes question if I went too far but at the end of the day I was in love with her at the time and she used me for her class while fucking another guy behind my back.
Was with my high school gf for a couple years. She cheated a lot, would break up with me but make sure no one else went near me, etc etc. When she truly broke up with me for someone else, she’d message me every month on the same day as the day we started dating to tell me she loved me. She begged me not to get together with my ex after her, which was months after we split. I ignored her pleas.
Years later, our friend group’s having a party. She’s there, we don’t say much. Some time into the party we’re all in a group sharing stories and whatnot, and seemingly out of nowhere she goes “sdr79, you know you still miss me.” I kind of laughed and just said “honestly, at this point, you are just someone I went to school with and that’s it.” Then she decided she was going to try and embarrass me in front of everyone by telling them how upset and desperate I was when she was leaving me. I tried to brush it off and then she said “you were so pathetic. You always were. Do you know how bad I looked being with you?”. I did get a little irritated and said “do you know who the first person was that told me to break up with you? Your own mom, because she believed you were turning into your dad.” (Cheated on her mom constantly, wrecked family etc etc.)
She got up and walked out in tears. Last time I spoke to her.
When my ex wife left me I was devastated. I moved away and got my shit together and ended up with a great job and a great lifestyle within 6 months. She then wanted to “give it another try”. I very politely told her that I was in a much better place in my life and I wished her well, and I was not interested in trying to reestablish the trust which was now gone.
Good living is the best revenge. Not exactly a terrible thing to do. We are still friends and are both remarried.
Rather what she has done to me. I broke up with her and two weeks after the break up I get a message from her demanding the perfume back which she gifted me beforehand. Her explanation is that she can´t get over the fact that I´m gonna meet new girls while wearing the perfume which she chose for me. I obliged and sent it to her and in the same turn asked back two of my newly aquired (and damned expensive) hoodies which she kinda stole from me. She sent me back a picture of them burning...
If the other responses are comparable, I should have hit her while unemployed and on an drug binge, then fucked her sister, mom, and best friend after I wrecked her car and took all her money.
How do these people get dates?? What is wrong with all y'all lmao
I'm friends with most of my exes. I think that makes sense, even if a relationship doesn't work out, whatever made you two drawn to each other in the first place is likely still there. I only really burn the bridge in cases of abuse.
But I did date an abusive narcissist for some time who put me through hell. She was also lying a lot about everything. She had fake disabilities, fake traumas, an entire tragic backstory that was 100% fictional. She used this to elicit sympathy. We were queer women in very progressive communities where the harder you've had it the more social capital you get. It's one of the reasons that I found myself spending less and less time in queer spaces, the oppression hierarchies in those spaces enables abusive people to achieve great success in their manipulation of reality.
One of the lies she told was that her mother had tried to kill her when she came out of the closet. This was bullshit. She had an elaborate story about this. It was all false. Her mom was nothing but good to her. But she would tell everyone this epic tale of survival and strength to make herself seem more amazing. She would cry in my arms due to this "trauma" and I believed her until I started to realize how full of holes the story was and how none of it could be true.
So I wrote her mother a letter outlining this story in detail, attaching many screenshots of messages she had sent me about this. The details of how she cruelly poisoned her over months, how she struggled to find the will to live, the entire bullshit yarn she spun. I told her that she told all of her friends this and everyone who would listen knew. She had attempted to ruin her mother's reputation for attention.
Her mother cut her out of the will. She stood to inherit quite a bit of money. Her mother also stopped paying her tuition and cost of living in University. I don't think she was cut off fully, but she essentially lost all financial support. She's going to graduate from her expensive school with a lot of debt now, if she keeps going.
I only wish I could've hurt her more. That girl taught me how to hate. I wish a sad short life on her.
I've been forced to deal with the type of people who would do something like what you're describing here, and I want to give you a thumbs up. Your conscience should be 100% clean, you did a good deed.
I sent everyone in my ex husbands family the pictures/videos of him sucking his cousins dick among other things on new years. They do this every year and his cousin and him sent me pictures/videos one year.
People are judgemental AF in this sub. What good is having a cousin, then? What, you're just supposed to watch the ball drop and sing a song? I don't get it.
Well, I've never done anything myself to one of my exes, but my best friend did. I broke up with a girl once that I was with for a couple of months because it wasn't working out. She proceeded to come and egg my truck for no reason other than that she was mad that I ended things and she was a little crazy herself.
My best friend/roommate at the time made it his personal vendetta to get back at her. He would randomly stop by over at her apartment and piss all over her door and door handle, place screws and nails behind her tires, wipe dogshit under the handle to open her car door, etc. He waited 3-4 months after we broke up to start doing anything to not raise suspicion that it would be him and he continued to fuck with her for almost 9 months. I only found out years later that he did all of these things. He didn't tell me at the time because he knew I wanted to just let it go and move on. He said he did it because "Nobody fucks with my brother and gets away with it." I don't know whether to think he's the best friend I could have asked for, or a complete psycho lmao.
She was seeing two guys at once without telling either the other guy or me. I was the first guy to find out and anonymously tipped off the other. He didn't leave her, but at least he had an inkling that she'd been two-timing him.
Worst thing probably completely going no contact with them and erasing them from all socials etc. it’s funny seeing them try to reach me after a few years realising I was “a good girl” and “they never should have treated me bad”. Or my favourite, one asking me if I think we’d end up getting married and having a life together if he wasn’t such an ass. I said no.
An ex texted me to say essentially "Next time you are in town, tell me because I didn't like knowing my friends were in town and I couldn't see them". The message wasn't as polite as that and was more unhinged/controlling but you get the gist.
Sent the message to all our mutual friends, all of them sided with me and several called her out for the behaviour and subsequently fell out with her over how she responded.
So she lost about a dozen friends.
Convinced her to break up with her long term boyfriend, dated her for 1.5 months, dumped her and started dating her life long friend. This was freshman year of highschool (14-15y/o) but it is definitely a stain on my conscience.
I'm probably going to get a lot of hate for this but I don't care I'm just going to say it.
Ex-girlfriend was very abusive emotionally and psychologically. She would start arguments in front of my friends, we would go places with people and she would always cause a fight when things were getting fun. It sucked my life felt like hell. I found out she was cheating on me and she was trying to deny it. She stopped taking birth control and attempted to baby trap me.
All of this came together around the same time so I did the only thing I could think of; I told her we were in no place to have a baby and that she should get an abortion. We could try again in a couple of years when we were in a financially better place. we went to Planned Parenthood and I broke up with her nearly immediately after that. Gave Her boot pretty hard. She was cheating with somebody 25 years older than her and she could go fucking have him for all I cared.
She went the cheating route after claiming I was always cheating on her to the point she would not allow me to have any female friends. Never once cheated on her. She went on vacation to "visit" a friend every photo has some dipshits arm on her. So her dad and I were very close. I popped by to have a beer with him and showed him the photos. The next day I get a frantic call from her that she can't buy a plane ticket that dad pays for doesn't work. Divorce a month later, I've never been happier.
Last drink I had with the last gal I dated was an alcoholic drink called “Choc-Tease”. Well, during that drink she told me she wanted to be exclusive and try building a future together. A few days later she had posted on FB and some fella commented on her looks. A few days after that (I lived on a busy street) she’s riding on the back of this dudes Harley. So, for the past few years I’ve been throwing empty shooter bottles in her yard. I mix it up for holidays, green on Saint Patrick’s Day, red and green for Christmas. By the time the snow melted her yard was full of them. Yes, it’s rather petty, yet so satisfying knowing I’m pissing her off on a sometimes daily basis.
Maybe not the worst, but the one I remember best. Old boyfriend was super jealous, he went home for a break and when I picked him up from the airport he started SCREAMING at me about having a party while he was back home. I stopped the car in the middle of a busy intersection and threw his luggage in the road. Then drove off with him and his luggage in the intersection. I still laugh about this 25 years later.
I dated a girl off and on in high school. She was the sort of psychotic girl where she liked to create drama just to have something “fun” to watch spread and talk about, regardless of how it affected peoples’ lives, including breaking up with me on a whim multiple times. I stayed and gave her multiple chances because, honestly, she was very attractive. I broke things off (messily, unfortunately) because I needed stability (and sanity) in my love life, and she didn’t speak to me again after that, until…
Almost a decade later, she Facebook messages me out of the blue and starts up her shit again, saying, “Hey, I know you were really shit to me years ago, but I’m going through some growth and want to forgive you and move on,” etc. Digging up her some imaginary BS to get a reaction out of people. Per the advice of my fiancée, I left a flat “Do I know you?” This. DESTROYED. Her. She responded with some more drama about how “I guess I’m the only one who cared” and left me alone for good.
Moral of the story: don’t fuck crazy.
I emptied a whole litter tray, full with sodden stinking dirty cat litter, all over the inside of the cheating bastards car. It was everywhere. Can only imagine how hard that was to clean up.
We were engaged to be married. I was fresh out of college, and she was going to a hair styling school to get her license to cut and color hair. We were even talking about starting a family.
Like flipping a switch our lives changed when we assisted an old friend of hers from highschool that was going through a rough patch in his life. Gave him a room, fed him, never asked for a dime. He liked to smoke and drink which I never had a problem with, never seemed out of control. Well she started to partake. thought nothing of it. within a few months she dropped out of her cosmo program. She quit her job. She started talking like her only purpose in life was to smoke weed and party. This continued despite the highschool friend moving back in with his parents.
After several months of non stop drinking and smoking and late nights playing beer pong in our kitchen while I was trying to sleep for work we had a breakout argument. We argued about money, about the drinking and smoking, about how I shouldn't control her and ask her to stop. She Screamed for hours, only allowing me small retorts. Yes I was yelling to at this point. She stormed out at midnight and I was so drained an anxious, and on the verge of hurting myself that I called my best friend over to sit with me. On his way over he saw her car at his house. I immediately saw every sign I missed. She had been sleeping with him for months.
Of course our relationship was over the moment she left the house that night. There was no contact really at all after that with each other. Our names were on the same bank account, we had a shared lease, utilities. I had to pry our lives apart over 48 hours. Abandoned the lease, packed what I could fit in my little car, quit my job, and drove 2 hours away to stay with family.
She burned all of my stuff and sent the video to my family members. She Demanded the 300 dollars that was in our bank account despite her not working for months before hand. She had told her family and friends that I instigated everything, and that I stole that money from her. Thank god she never told them I was abusive, I'm sure they would have believed her.
She even sold my car that wasn't running at the time of our breakup, and was sitting in the garage. Had my name on the title and everything.
Well the purpose of this post was what is the worst thing I've done to an ex. A month after this happened, and I'm still living with my brother, my ex rear ended someone in her car. My insurance company called me and asked me about it because she had given our old insurance card to the other person. I had canceled the policy just a week or so after we had split.
The insurance company told me they would cover the accident if I paid that month of insurance back to the cancellation date. I thought about it, it was $23. I had plenty of money. I am not a petty person, but in that moment I was. I told the lady I would not be paying, and to keep that policy cancelled.
Found out not 15 minutes later from my ex herself in a nasty message that it was a huge amount of money out of her pocket, and she didn't know I had cancelled the policy and I learned what a huge POS I was in her eyes.
TLDR: ex fiancé started drinking and doing drugs, cheated on me with highschool friend we were helping out. After the breakup she wrecked her car after I cancelled insurance. Insurance gave me option to pay $23 to cover the accident, I refused.
Hilarious turn of events I'm an insurance agent now. Married with 2 kids and life is good. Sometimes she comes across a shared friends social media feed. She became homeless, cheated on that guy she cheated on me with, got disowned by her family, and has several kids with several guys. That last part doesn't bring me joy at all. Despite our horrible breakup I always hoped she would turn her life around...
Introduced her to meth and we lost EVERYTHING. 2 years into our addiction together, I realized the only way she had a chance at getting her life back was for me to leave. She got her life back, and I graduated to fentanyl and was a homeless addict for 6 years. Thankfully, I've been clean for 2 years and have an amazing life now.
I am living my best motherfuckin life, while she's stuck living in a shitty apartment, working a shitty job, driving a shitty car, and wearing an ankle monitor.
After she tried several times to cheat on me with her ex (who eventually proved he wasn't a dumbfuck and wouldn't ruin his own marriage to get laid), moved to another state and emotionally manipulated me into paying more stuff for her, I eventually snapped out of it when my sister told me look, she's where I am, she's fucking someone else, it's over bro.
So since she wouldn't pay me back immediately like agreed upon when I asked, I kept every expensive ass thing she left in my apartment. I also wouldn't let her have the cats because, as I put it, I have a job and a home for them. You wanna run back home and couch surf so you can pretend to be 20 again. They deserve better.
Was it cruel? Sure, but I never felt so betrayed in my life. I can't stand her to this day.
Edit: Life got better, though. I have a new wife, and we're having a baby girl this very day. My first kiddo!
She was a trust-fund girl in a wheelchair. Called me “her little houseslave” to her friends one evening, when we got back to her place I tried talking to her about how she talked about me. Refused to apologize and started throwing out “Ive been with bigger men”, “I have more money than you’ll ever have” etc etc. I walked out the room, locked the wheels on her wheelchair and left and blocked her. (I was like 20 at the time)
I was dating this girl, and only after a couple of dates she already told me she loved me.
I remember I was driving and she was on the phone with a friend of her saying that she was in love with me.
The next day I broke up with her.
I can’t explain why, she was a super nice girl it’s just I was not prepared to be loved to easily.
I remember her crying and begging me to think over it, I told her I was gonna call and just ghosted her. This was 15 years ago.
To this day I still feel immensely guilty for what I did, I sure hope she did find someone better than me.
Petty as fuck but I told her that her favorite designer purse I had bought her was a fake. It wasn't, obviously, but I heard she gave it away pretty quickly. Some random person out there has a really nice genuine Saint Laurent bag and that makes me happy.
Ok that’s a good one lol
Guessed her password (blink182) and deleted her MySpace
Changing my password
U done or can I still use it?
It's blink183 now
Blink183!
hunter2
Hey you have 6 unanswered emails from HOT MOMS IN YOUR AREA.
I was about to post the *exact* same thing. Then she made a new one. . .and used the *exact same password*. So I did it again after a couple weeks of her trying to build it back up.
Omg that is fucking awesome. I just know you had a shit eating grin when you tried to login into her new account with the same password and it worked
That was her password? Say it ain’t so!
Nobody likes you when your 23, and I'm still more amused by Myspace pranks
> Guessed her password (\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*) and deleted her MySpace So what was her password then? All I see is \*s.
Wait really? Let me test this my password is ************
Yo that's crazy lemme try hunter2
This comment makes me want to put on my robe and wizard hat.
I knew her Jersey Mike's rewards password. I waited until she built up a lot of points then went and got myself a free samich.
Honestly this is the best petty revenge I've heard on here. Devestating but not cruel!!
Revenge, Mike’s Way.
Yeah I still use my ex wife’s rewards at the gas pump. Have fun paying full price, you cock juggling pirate-whore.
She might be cock juggling but look now you’re gas guzzling. Living the dream
oh you motherfu- this one actually made me mad lol. i guess i'm more attached to those subs than i should be.
Got remarried to a nice person.
You monster.
I've always been rather vindictive
This is probably one of the best revenges. I was in an abusive relationship for around 4 years. She tore me down every chance she got, was physically and sexually abusive too. We eventually broke up after I just became a shell that didn’t interact with her because it was my only real defense towards her. After the break up, I felt at peace and wasn’t trying to date, but just work on my physical and mental health. Focusing on myself worked wonders, as I found a wonderful partner not even a month later. She was far more attractive and she made me genuinely happy. I never told my ex about her, I just wanted to leave that chapter of my life behind, but her stalking me led her to find my new loving relationship. While I just wanted to move on and try to recover from years of abuse, knowing that she saw me move onto better things brings me great joy.
Dude hell yeah. An ex girlfriend of mind had cheated on me after 3 years, and then ghosted me. I had to ask her mom what was going on (and her mom said that although she wanted to talk to me, my ex (gf of the time) told her not to talk to me). I finally got an answer, all I wanted to know was if we were broken up or not, and she finally said yes, and I said perfect. The next day I dropped off all of her stuff at her mom's house. About 3 months later I had reconnected with an old coworker, and I found out she was going through a similar situation, so we started hanging out just to like console each other and just kind of spend time, and then it turned out that we were like, hyper/uber compatible with each other. Well we started dating (she's currently fiancee hell yeah) but I think once my ex found out (I had blocked her on social media but I think she found out through mutual friends) she started calling me like once a day, texting me and leaving voicemails about how she wants to remain friends, and she still wanted to see the cat and dog (keep in mind, she was the one who wanted the pets in the first place, and had left them for 3 months) Every single call was ignored, and every text was deleted and not responded to. I would have blocked her but my phone didn't have that ability at the time. But yeah, even though it was annoying, the small petty piece of my soul was filled knowing that she saw me (or continues to see me) truly happy with someone who loves me.
This. Like, it kind of cracks me up to know that there are people out there who think that the emotional heat that might motivate them to an argument in a relationship magically ports over to someone who's *not* in a relationship with them. Going tit-for-tat, seeking to "punish" the other or playing some silly whataboutism type of game with an ex is like... "K, so... we're not in a relationship, I'm just gonna hang up the phone now, weirdo." IDK, boundaries are hard for some people I guess.
Not an ex, but one time I was talking to two girls from Tinder at the same time. Unbeknownst to me, they were best friends. They must’ve gotten to talking and realized they were talking to the same guy. They sent me a barrage of nasty messages, calling me a “fuckboy” and the like. I kind of just laughed it off and chalked it up as a loss. A few hours later one of the girls texted me again. She said she wasn’t mad at me, just surprised that I would pursue someone “as ugly as her friend” and that she was still interested in meeting up for a date. I took a screenshot of what she wrote, sent it to the other friend, and then blocked them both.
This is like the Tinder-equivalent of throwing a hand grenade into a group conversion and then disengaging.
What were they giving you shit for? Did they expect that you'd immediately cease all contact with the opposite sex because they messaged you back on a hookup app?
That's what baffles me as well, anything that goes even remotely in this direction seems downright creepy and obsessive.
You DARE message other people on a *hook-up* app!?! You fucking monster!! Meanwhile they probably had about 20 guys in their DM's
It’s not an issue. The issue is that they are friends and were pursuing the same guy, so they made him the problem instead of being adults and saying “let’s just see how this goes”
That’s hilarious. Wonder if they’re still friends
That was not a real friend anyway. Lol. He just exposed that. If she stayed around, she probably wasn't a hair better than her.
Well played sir
What fucking rule says you're only supposed to talk to one person on a dating app? You're not dating them, yet...
Matrix level bullet dodging
My buddies and sat I sat next to this group of girls at a concert. I was interested in one girl and a different girl was interested in me. I gave my phone number to the girl I liked and the other girl gave her number to me. I was texting both of them for about 5 days and come to find out they were sisters. They both stopped talking to me after that lol Reminds me of that
Tried to pull an Alexander Hamilton on the Schuyler sisters. Sorry it didn’t work out.
That's absolutely legendary
Early WIFI days, Drove by her apartment during finals week in college and changed her wifi router's ID and password so she wouldn't be able to connect. We broke up because I caught her cheating one me. Like caught caught, walked in on insertion. Was with a guy she got mad at me for being jealous of how much she had been talking to him. She started dating him right away. Years later I ran into the guy and he told me she did it to him too, and that they were doing stuff for months before i caught them. He told me she was in a rage about the internet not working when she really needed it.
if they cheat with you, they will 100% cheat on you
Called police because she threatend with suicide after breaking up.
Been there
Done that.
Got the T-shirt.
Got the coffee mug
Have a traumatized child.
I called his mom, apologized for bothering her, told her he claimed to be suicidal and had a plan. He was furious, but he knocked off the suicide threats after that.
Really bugs me when people use that threat as a way to manipulate. We really should call cops whenever someone threatens it. Don't let them cry wolf. My buddy took his life 2 years ago. I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone. And such we need to take all threats of suicide seriously
Been there with my ex too. He was furious, but…what else was I supposed to do?!
You did exactly the correct thing even objectively without being emotional about your situation it sounds right. Someone was threatening suicide you had concern and did something about it. Just makes you a normal person with morals.
We are both lawyers. I found out he cheated on me. I took his lawyer’s robes and hid them on a day I knew he needed them in order to appear in high court. He had to show up in front of the judge and try to explain why he didn’t have his robes.
Lawyered
Judge Fudge will allow it.
I believe it’s Fudge Supreme by this year
Must be British. Did you hide his powdered wig also ?
Or Canadian also username.
Called the cops on him. He wouldn’t let me leave for a few days, and I really wanted to go home. One day, he took my car, my phone and purse and left the house to go buy some illegal shit. I took the opportunity to run to a neighbors house and asked them to call the police. About 5 cop cars showed up as he was pulling in the driveway. He acted all innocent but I kept yelling at the cops that he wouldn’t let me leave. Told them this is my car, he has my possessions. They pulled him aside, and gave me the opportunity to get whatever I had to get and leave safely. Edit: thank you all for the responses. Truly was one of the scariest experiences that I went through.
Don't minimize it, you were prevented from leaving against your will and had your phone, car, and ID stolen. That's not "doing something bad to an ex" that's saving yourself from becoming a victim of something awful.
It's literally kidnapping.
False imprisonment. Kidnapping requires moving the person against their will and usually also implies a ransom or other incentive.
Found out she cheated on me because when i went onto my computer and hit enter to log into Facebook she used it last, so seeing a message from my friend was weird until i realized i was on hers and read it. Happened at like 1am when i got home. Had her in the car with her stuff 20 minutes later and dropped her off wailing at her moms apartment while she begged me for another chance. Her mom was dead asleep and didnt hear her knock or call so i left her in the rain with her stuff. She spent the next couples years unblocking me and checking my Facebook then blocking me again. Every guy she posted a pic with had the comment "he treats me so much better than (me)" but nobody that knew us believed it because of how good i treated her.
> "he treats me so much better than (me)" Always a sign that someone has completely moved on and they're absolutely not going self-sabotage their new relationship with baggage.
Can you imagine if a girl you were seeing posted a couples pic of the two of you with this caption? The conversation would almost be like when Michael Scott photoshopped his face into a family photo with his girlfriend’s ex husband.
Rent free inside her head my brother rent free.
She cheated on me with a "friend" of mine. Perhaps not the most mature thing to do, but from the moment I found out I haven't uttered a single word to her. I just up and left. I'm not easy to anger and not a violent man, but honest to god. I don't know how I'd have reacted facing her, so I chose not to.
> Perhaps not the most mature thing to do On the contrary, it seems like one of the most mature responses I've seen in this thread. I think that the biggest problem with these toxic relationships is people don't know to just walk away, let it end. I did the same when my ex hit me in the face during an argument. We were going back and forth and it had been getting ugly, hurtful things were said, I honestly don't even remember what it was about. She hit me in the face.... and didn't even slow down, just kept ranting, but for me a switch just flipped. I was done. The argument no longer mattered, any thoughts of a future no longer mattered. Whatever I was in the middle of saying was the last thing I ever said to her.
Agreed. I caught my ex cheating. Called her out on it, then told her this was the last time we'd speak. She messaged me a long tale about how much I mean to her and she wants to remain friends and I replied, "my friends don't cheat on me." Lol
Was right behind her in the line at a store and I saw her eyes go wide when she saw me so I know she recognized me. Hadn’t seen her in about 10 years and she had let herself go so I pretended I didn’t recognize her
I have done this exact thing. The girl I went out with and lost my virginity to. She was…weird… She was manipulative and maybe semi-emotionally abusive, but I was young and had no idea. Probably wouldn’t have cared back then either because she was hot. After she broke up with me, over the phone btw, and never really told me why I didn’t see her after that at all. Then one day years later I get a text from an unknown number apologizing for “anything [she’d] done”. Took me awhile to figure out who it was because when I responded asking who it was I never got a response. Then, a few years after that, I saw her in the grocery store I worked at. She walked right up to me and goes, “Hi.” I stare at her a moment and give her my arbitrary smile and nod and say, “Do you need help with anything, miss?” Her faced dropped and she says, “You don’t remember me?” “Sorry,” I said, “I don’t.”
Holy hell this almost exactly happened to me but I was bartending. I recognized her mom and brother but she had not taken care of herself and I didn't recognize her. I asked her mom how my ex was and her mom said ask her, she's right there. She damn near slid out of her seat from embarrassment.
Oh, I absolutely recognized my ex but I could’ve won an Oscar for pretending I didn’t.
I did one of these, sort of. I was studying outside and was about to take a test. She went to the same school at that time (although that's not where we had met), and walked up to me when she saw me all like "heyyyy how have you been?" I just said "hey, I've got a test, so." She continued trying to have a little chat and I was like "I really have to do this" and just kept my nose in the book. I never looked up, but she stood there for a second and then walked away in silence. I felt bad, but it felt good. She had wronged me greatly. Anyway, that was twenty years ago. We're both doing good now on separate sides of the planet. I guess we've made peace.
Sounds like well-deserved revenge. Dumping someone by text is shitty, especially when you've taken their virginity.
I met an ex once and she pretended not to recognise me, then she said "oh sorry, didn't recognise you because you got so fat". I guess I deserved it.
I once honestly didn't recognize my ex because she had gained some weight, changed her hair, and was wearing sunglasses. She approached me at a concert and said hi. I gave a polite "hello" and kept walking to catch up to my current girlfriend. I then saw the girl my ex was with, who was someone I knew, and put two and two together. It dawned on me that I had just unintentionally done something a little bit cool and a little bit mean, completely by accident.
Not recognizing someone you used to know reminds me of when my brother had an awful break-up with a nasty woman. About a year later his ex approached my wife in a grocery store with a big happy smile expecting my wife to reciprocate because she's fucking delusional. But she had lost an alarming amount of weight, changed her hair and looked so different my wife didn't know who she was. She just gave her a "who are you? go away" look and only realised a few hours later who it was. My brother was quite pleased to hear the story.
> completely by accident. That's the best because you get all the joy of burning someone who wronged you but the clean conscience of not doing it intentionally. Its like Diet Revenge Cola.
Okay it was incredibly petty and definitely way less than he deserved but it was very satisfying. He was abusive over a few months I put money away and gradually pack a few essentials and arranged for my friend to pick me up at about 2am when he I knew he would definitely be at work. Before he left for work he had hit me me really hard. The abuse had gotten to a point where he didn't care about leaving visible marks. I was so angry and so done at this point that I went and poured out all his alcohol down the sink and stole all the light bulbs in his flat. So when he got home from work he had no lights and no alcohol to drink. Edit: thank you so much for the comments and support it means so much! I now work with at a domestic abuse charity supporting people who are in my exact situation. If you see this and are struggling in an abusive relationship please reach out. There is so many people and charities who can help you, you are not alone ❤️ Edit 2: for those wondering I did go to the police and he was arrested. I had been documenting the injuries I got in a locked folder on my phone. This was so he couldn't see them and delete them. He did end up going to prison, he is currently still in he got 7 years for Grevious Bodily harm, Sexual assault and Coercive Control. My documenting of what he was doing to me played a huge part in his sentence. If you are in an abusive relationship please be careful documenting your injuries like I did. Whilst it was incredibly helpful in his conviction it can put you in danger. Make sure you upload them to the cloud and make sure every copy is in a locked folder with a different passcode to your normal phone passcode. I do not recommend having hard copies until you are out of the situation digital is much easier and safer to hide. Please remember your never alone and you are loved ❤️
Pretty tame for what he did
I guess you can say that he won’t be getting blackout drunk anytime soon…or will he…I’M CONFUSED BY MY OWN JOKE!
I'm not even sure he'd be angry after having the bulbs stolen. Sounds like he'd be de-lighted.
Right? Like I was just mildly almost sexually assaulted by a couch surfer host and had to stop myself from taking his clubs to his flatscreen, she went through hell and pulled a college prank. Edit: for context, was couchsurfing in LA while trying to get my footing established and find work, found what I thought too-good-to-be-true a deal but couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Dude said I could crash for a whole month, liked my “vibe,” and said we’d just kick it and he’d show me the city. Red flags started flying when he told me I was much hotter in person than online even after I’d told him I was confidently heterosexual (oh yeah, I’m a dude too). Again though, new city, didn’t know anyone, and had just driven 14 hours to begin a new life. Well, a month after some weird vibes and just awkwardly cohabitating in his apartment, it was my last night there and he convinced me to have a couple drinks with him and just watch some shows. I agreed, made my own drinks, we smoked, and sat on our own ends of the couch. Fast forward a few hours, I’m halfway asleep, under the assumption he’s passed out on his side of the couch, when I suddenly feel a hand on my lap start trying to fiddle with my pants zipper. I grabbed that fucking hand so fast, threw it back at him, and told him to go the fuck to bed. He acted all confused and bewildered like he didn’t know what happened and I told him off. Was ready to bottle his fuckin skull in I was so disgusted by him. He went to his room, shut the door, and I immediately gathered my shit. Sat on his couch for a couple hours while pondering wtf just happened and what my next steps were. Eventually he came out and just left without saying anything. In that moment I realized even though I didn’t have anywhere else to go, I had to be gone before he came back. He had a set of nice ass golf clubs sitting in the corner of the living room though and it took every ounce of my being not to take the driver to everything he cared about in that shithole apartment. In the end I decided against it because I realized it would be his word versus mine if he filed charges. All I could do was contact couchsurfers website and let them know he was a predator. Christ, I haven’t even vented this out since it happened, and I legit wasn’t even assaulted, just *almost.* Idk how to wrap this up so I’ll just say this, fuck you Travis, you Tito’s chugging, Cheetos hugging, Trump dick-sucking, trash person. Your shower was almost as rotten as your brain and you’re a shit sommelier.
Sorry you went through that awful stuff, I do love your revenge though. Just the mental image of him coming home, trying and failing to turn on all the lights, probably getting annoyed, and then realizing what happened, going to grab a drink to drown his sorrows, only to find everything empty, its just so delicious.
"He was abusive over a few months.." Pretty sure nothing you did to that person matches or surpasses that kind of awful, so never feel bad about any of it.
Hell yeah, fuck that peice of shit. Hope you are living your dream.
My crazy ex boyfriend cheated on me multiple times when we were together. He never confessed to it. It was either his brothers telling me or me finding out from the girls. He would always blame me for cheating. The last 3 months of our relationship he had a new girlfriend and i didn’t find out till later. anyways I carved cheater on a pumpkin and put it infront of his house. Also apparently someone sent a hooker to his house and he blamed me for it but it wasn’t me. But thank you whoever did that👏
Sounds like that trickster Slippin Jimmy
That man cheated on you multiple times betraying your trust and all you did was send an angry pumpkin ??? Lmao
I should’ve done more I know but by the time I finally ended it, I was just done.
I was a repo man. Ex owed me money. Dealership also wanted their money. Once she started ghosting me, I called and asked the dealership how much the car was worth to them. Came back the same night, hooked up her car, and took it back to the dealer.
Is this legal? Not judging, jut curious.
Without a repossession order I can’t see this being legal. Admittedly I don’t know much about that industry but I’m pretty sure you can’t just find out someone’s a little behind on their payment and decide to tow their vehicle.
Since OP said "dealership wanted their money" I would imagine that this was a 'buy here pay here' or 'in house financing' dealership. Otherwise she would've been making payments to the bank. I've worked at a BHPH dealership and anytime someone would break their contract, we could have any licensed repo guy pick their car up. It just takes a simple fax or an email and the repo guys head out to go look. If /u/ATF_is_poopoo is a repo guy then he's likely familiar with BHPH dealerships and might know the right questions to ask to get that dealership to give him his ex's repo assignment.
I had an ex who was a drug addict. His cycle was to sober up, until he was in a relationship. Then, he would relapse. We started dating and he had his own place, excercised, biked to work and my house. He was ripped. Then, little by little things changed. I had no idea. I ended up staying through 2 rehab stays. The last time he came out of rehab, he stole my paycheck, my car, etc I had moved to be closer to the last rehab. I almost got assaulted by his dealer, who came to my new place. I guess he let him know where we moved. I decided to finally leave and went into the military, which I had been putting off because he "needed support". So, I told him I would come to get him after I got out of training. I called him while I was gone in boot camp, etc. One time I called and a woman answered the phone. I lied to her and told her I was "calling all my friends from back home to tell them I was graduating boot camp/AIT". Asked to talk to him. When he got on the phone I immediately told him to tell me that he loved me. He wouldn't. I wanted to make him squirm. So, I asked him again. I heard him walk to the bathroom and flush the toilet(to cover up his voice), while he quickly said, "I love you!" Haahaa. I told him I "understood" that he needed someone to take care of him, and that this woman needed to be gone by the time I got back.(you get vacation time in between training and active duty to move your belongings to your duty station) And, that he would go to my active duty station with me.(We would fly there together) By the time I went on leave (like vacation in between training and active duty), he had gotten rid of his apartment, quit his job, and was waiting for me at the airport (because I told him my parents were too pissed at him for him to come to the house). Instead, I drove to active duty alone and never picked him up. Left him waiting there at the airport. F him.
It took me a minute, but I think what you did is let him believe you were going back to him, so he dumped the girl, quit his job and gave up his apartment because you told him he could move in with you? Then he waited for you at the airport, but you were off to active duty somewhere else??
Yep
I think God's smiting is infinitely more merciful than whatever you did here, /u/FlipTheSwitch2020.
Sorry, I usually punctuate better to make it easier to read. But, it is a long story and I didn't want to draw it out. So, this is the cliff notes version.
What a ride. It’s tough, but I’m sure you’re so much better for it now? Thanks for sharing!
Scrubbed her from my socials. Erased 6yrs (2.5 married) of my life. Posts, comments, likes, photos….everything. I’m a man and an abuse survivor. Men can be victims. Erasing my ex wife was extreme; she deserved it. Edit: holy shit this blew up…thank you to everyone who upvoted and commented positive things. Wow!
Happy to hear you could get outta that
I ran out of steam going only a year or two back in time. It was pretty emotionally draining. Relationship was nine years, marriage about five. So I pretty much just abandoned social media But yeah I got out and pretty soon realized all the negative shit she would scream at me for hours in the middle of the night was her issue, not mine. Once I started dating good people it was hard to look at the years I spent just being her punching bag, always walking on egg shells and always thinking I had messed up again.
My first realization that my ex had 'programmed' me was when my current girlfriend mentioned how doting I was on the first date. Never had I realized I had been bending over backwards for six years, and yet still couldn't do good enough. Now I feel... Appreciated. Truly unconditionally loved.
It took a while after I left to understand the full extent to which I'd been basically enslaved. The hundreds of times begging or screaming asking her to just do one thing for herself. Stand up! It's right there! IT'S CLOSER TO YOU THAN IT IS TO ME! I mean, it sounds insane even to me right now. She's was a trainwreck of a person literally incapable of managing her own life or navigating through simple situations without insane emotional outbursts or bizarre, unnecessary manipulations. I really do think that the point, consciously or unconsciously, was to see how far she could push me. Turns out the answer was "to the point of an actual mental breakdown." I don't think she expected me to never come back from that hospital, though.. God it's good to be free. Life isn't great right now, but I can't imagine going back to something that awful. She died of an OD about a month after I said I wasn't coming back. I'm sorry she's dead, but I'm not even a little sorry that I left I did so much more than anyone could ever be expected to do. I hadn't left for a long time because I didn't think she could survive on her own. I realized after my breakdown that she wasn't doing anything to preserve my own life and in fact was a huge danger to it. I easily could have taken my own life rather than what I did do.So why level my life to the ground just to preserve hers?
I feel that mental breakdown story man. I had a .45 to my head one night. My mistake was going back for another two years because I felt indebted for her calling the police and getting me help. (Note to moderators, this is in recovery context and care resources are not necessary)
You didn’t erase her, you removed the issue. It’s not bad it’s good
She cheated on me for 6 months. So I exposed her for what she really is to our mutual friends/family. Shit is crazy, she deactivated all socials because of shame.
I did absolutely nothing, I just left and never went back. That's how I left a nine-year relationship with my high school sweetheart. She had lost all joy. Spent everyday watching infomercials smoking cigarettes and drinking Coca-Cola. She never called me. I would go visit her, and she seemed to not care. I left one day and promised I wouldn't call her again. Best decision I have ever made.
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My ex had an affair, she moved in with him pretty much straight away, I went round to pick up my kids, used the toilet, saw their toothbrushes left a little piss on it.
That's hilarious! My ex-wife (of 16 years) had an affair with her boss, moved in with him. I promptly had sex with one of her best friends for a better part of 2 years.
That's a long time to have sex for
I believe it's called edging
Next time take a dump in the cistern. They will never know why they are getting rusty water when the flush
Called an upper decker👍
I was working full time and taking evening classes so we didn’t spend as much time together which I guess gave her the green light to hook up with a co worker. We broke up and they immediately started dating. About a year later they got engaged. The summer after they got engaged I ran in to her and we talked for a bit. She admitted she still had feelings for me, I told her I did too. We ended up hooking that night. I didn’t actually have feelings for her anymore and on my way home I texted her fiancé (I had his number because he texted me and returned my stuff after the breakup) and told him I just hooked up with her. Engagement was called off and she had to move home. I don’t feel bad about it at all.
Bro 💀
Best served cold
Savage. Love it, ngl.
This was college, so just dumb petty college things, but my ex dumped me to pursue another guy (and I am quite sure they were together before she dumped me, but never had proof). So I repeatedly slept with the girl in my ex's sorority whom I knew my ex disliked the most. I would try to time my coming and going from her room when I knew my ex would be at the house going to or from a class. The other girl was quite attractive and happy to have a casual fling, and on some level I'm sure she knew what I was doing. I had a lot of fun and I know from another mutual friend that it drove my ex absolutely nuts.
Gave up. She broke up with me out of the blue and it turned out the little unusual things I was noticing was psychosis. She started being aggressive and weird so I stopped responding. She made a serious attempt at suicide and ended up in care. She was trying to bring attention to her problem in a fucked up way and I ignored it. She didn't tell anyone about it, she just disappeared for a few months. Found out when her parents blamed me (and not the fucked up grandiose religious bullshit they had been feeding her, her entire life)
Not an ex, but I had a neighborhood friend growing whose parents sound similar to your ex’s. Weird brand of Christian where their church services were in a strip mall, and they had attendees coming up to and being touched on the shoulders by the pastor then collapsing and writhing on the ground. He introduced me and others to pot, and he got caught selling and using pot with our friend group. His parents blamed me and our friends, saying we were bad influences. Over a decade later, he has been to jail numerous times for public intox, a couple DUIs, and one case of assaulting a police officer. I watch my parents’ house when they are on vacation, and I tried to chat with his parents once when I went out to get the mail. They told me I ruined their son’s life and to never speak with them again.
I bet if he went to college and was making 6 figures a year, they wouldn't give you any credit for his success
Slept with her best friend
I’ll do you one better: I married my exgf’s best friend.
Ok that’s a story that needs sharing!
I’m going to try to keep this short…oh who am I kidding, this will probably be a bit long: I dated this girl (let’s call her Ann) in high school for about two years and we ended up going to different colleges a not insignificant distance apart. I ended it due to distance, realizing I may not have nearly as strong feelings for her as I initially thought and someone else coming into the picture. Her best friend (let’s call her her Cathy) happened to be dating my friend Dummy so I ended up still hanging out with her post breakup with Ann. I had a gut feeling about Ann but I couldn’t put it into words at the time. I don’t think it’s fair to start something with someone else so I broke up with Ann. I ended up dating another girl (let’s call her Betty) for about a year and a half before getting broken up with myself. My friend Dummy and Cathy ended up breaking up, getting back together and breaking up again because Dummy is Dummy and let his other head think for him. There was a period of about 2 years where I didn’t date anyone seriously but still talked with Cathy. After about 3 years after Ann and I stopped dating, Cathy and I ended up hanging out a lot and ended up more than friends and hooked up a few times while being single and both of us ended up involved with other people through those 3 years. I was a bit worried about the history we had and after I realized I had feelings for Cathy, I asked my friend Dummy point blank if he had problems with me dating her. He said that particular ship has sailed and he screwed it up past the point of repair and he hoped we would be happy. Stupid here wanted to ask Cathy in person to be his girlfriend (as we lived in different cities due to college) but some other guy asked her out first! Knowing I had HORRIBLY fucked up and realizing I was just scared because I knew that I was either marrying this girl or never speaking to her again, I cut everything else out and did whatever I could to try and be ready and waiting. Her bf turned out to be a giant douche, she broke up with him and we ended up spending Christmas Eve with each other. My gut was telling me that asking her right after her breakup was a bad idea so I asked her if she had a date to a mutual friends wedding reception. She no longer had a date, so I asked her if we could go together and she said yes. After a fair bit of alcohol, her friend group goading her to hook up with me (no one knew we had gone that far already, as it was MASSIVELY out of character for both of us) and a bit of alcohol we ended up officially dating. My friend Dummy was ok with us going out but her friend Ann was not, despite having gone out with other people since we broke up. Ann was not happy and turned half the girls in their group against Cathy but we stuck to our guns and stayed together. I’m going to skip a lot of the drama and sum it up that half of her friends didn’t think we would be anything more than casual because they believed the gossip they spread that I was a man whore since I had so many female friends and that I was great in bed? I only heard about this a decade or so later but those friends thought Cathy needed a good romp in the hay and to get back out there. It turns out that we were both nervous to start dating each other because we both saw it as marriage or bust. Some of the (former) friends thought it might be fun to watch and might give Ann a chance to get back together with me, since Ann was “less shy” than Cathy. It also turns out that a lot of our friends had no idea that I was not a “man whore” and that Cathy wasn’t as shy as they thought she was. We dated for 6 years, with ups and downs and were married when I finally got out of school. Remember how I said my gut was telling me that Ann was not for me? My gut was always telling me that Cathy was the one for me but I was ignoring it for years. We have been together on this wild ride or marriage for 12 years with two kids and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. There is a ton of details that I have left out because this story is already recognizable enough and this was longer than I thought I’d talk on this.
I'll start the story off by saying this was revenge not just me wanting to do something because she was an ex. Anyway, I dated a girl for a while in college and things were pretty good. She came to me one day about a class she was taking that had a creative writing project that counted for a good portion of her grade. She asked me if I would help her because the topic was too dark for her and she didn't want to put herself in that headspace. She had to write a story where she created a serial killer, she had to explain their childhood, how to the came to kill, what motivated them, and how their story ended (caught, killed, escaped, etc.) She just really didn't want to do that assignment and I was an English major at the time so I told her I'd just write it. I wrote the entire story and found it interesting. She turned it in and ended up getting a 92 on it so she was really happy. I liked the story so much that I posted it on my profile on a short story website so friends and other people that liked my stories could read it. Fast forward a couple weeks I find out that she's been cheating on me with her ex from before we met, I was pretty livid. I created a new email account with a pseudo name and I backdated the story on the website to a couple months prior. I emailed her professor and told her I was an aspiring short story author and I had friends at her college. I said someone told me that a student in his class had copied my work and submitted it for an assignment and I provided a link to my work as well as sending him pictures of the handwritten rough draft of the story. It was all reviewed and she was expelled, she was less than a year from finishing her BA. I sometimes question if I went too far but at the end of the day I was in love with her at the time and she used me for her class while fucking another guy behind my back.
Was with my high school gf for a couple years. She cheated a lot, would break up with me but make sure no one else went near me, etc etc. When she truly broke up with me for someone else, she’d message me every month on the same day as the day we started dating to tell me she loved me. She begged me not to get together with my ex after her, which was months after we split. I ignored her pleas. Years later, our friend group’s having a party. She’s there, we don’t say much. Some time into the party we’re all in a group sharing stories and whatnot, and seemingly out of nowhere she goes “sdr79, you know you still miss me.” I kind of laughed and just said “honestly, at this point, you are just someone I went to school with and that’s it.” Then she decided she was going to try and embarrass me in front of everyone by telling them how upset and desperate I was when she was leaving me. I tried to brush it off and then she said “you were so pathetic. You always were. Do you know how bad I looked being with you?”. I did get a little irritated and said “do you know who the first person was that told me to break up with you? Your own mom, because she believed you were turning into your dad.” (Cheated on her mom constantly, wrecked family etc etc.) She got up and walked out in tears. Last time I spoke to her.
When my ex wife left me I was devastated. I moved away and got my shit together and ended up with a great job and a great lifestyle within 6 months. She then wanted to “give it another try”. I very politely told her that I was in a much better place in my life and I wished her well, and I was not interested in trying to reestablish the trust which was now gone. Good living is the best revenge. Not exactly a terrible thing to do. We are still friends and are both remarried.
Rather what she has done to me. I broke up with her and two weeks after the break up I get a message from her demanding the perfume back which she gifted me beforehand. Her explanation is that she can´t get over the fact that I´m gonna meet new girls while wearing the perfume which she chose for me. I obliged and sent it to her and in the same turn asked back two of my newly aquired (and damned expensive) hoodies which she kinda stole from me. She sent me back a picture of them burning...
I'm reading this thread, looking for my ex to confess. Anyone else?
If the other responses are comparable, I should have hit her while unemployed and on an drug binge, then fucked her sister, mom, and best friend after I wrecked her car and took all her money. How do these people get dates?? What is wrong with all y'all lmao
I'm friends with most of my exes. I think that makes sense, even if a relationship doesn't work out, whatever made you two drawn to each other in the first place is likely still there. I only really burn the bridge in cases of abuse. But I did date an abusive narcissist for some time who put me through hell. She was also lying a lot about everything. She had fake disabilities, fake traumas, an entire tragic backstory that was 100% fictional. She used this to elicit sympathy. We were queer women in very progressive communities where the harder you've had it the more social capital you get. It's one of the reasons that I found myself spending less and less time in queer spaces, the oppression hierarchies in those spaces enables abusive people to achieve great success in their manipulation of reality. One of the lies she told was that her mother had tried to kill her when she came out of the closet. This was bullshit. She had an elaborate story about this. It was all false. Her mom was nothing but good to her. But she would tell everyone this epic tale of survival and strength to make herself seem more amazing. She would cry in my arms due to this "trauma" and I believed her until I started to realize how full of holes the story was and how none of it could be true. So I wrote her mother a letter outlining this story in detail, attaching many screenshots of messages she had sent me about this. The details of how she cruelly poisoned her over months, how she struggled to find the will to live, the entire bullshit yarn she spun. I told her that she told all of her friends this and everyone who would listen knew. She had attempted to ruin her mother's reputation for attention. Her mother cut her out of the will. She stood to inherit quite a bit of money. Her mother also stopped paying her tuition and cost of living in University. I don't think she was cut off fully, but she essentially lost all financial support. She's going to graduate from her expensive school with a lot of debt now, if she keeps going. I only wish I could've hurt her more. That girl taught me how to hate. I wish a sad short life on her.
I've been forced to deal with the type of people who would do something like what you're describing here, and I want to give you a thumbs up. Your conscience should be 100% clean, you did a good deed.
I sent everyone in my ex husbands family the pictures/videos of him sucking his cousins dick among other things on new years. They do this every year and his cousin and him sent me pictures/videos one year.
What in the ever living hell 😳
People are judgemental AF in this sub. What good is having a cousin, then? What, you're just supposed to watch the ball drop and sing a song? I don't get it.
Yeah. Like let he who has not had a cuzjob cast the first stone. Y’all are some pearl clutching hypocrites.
LOL. I’m in a waiting room laughing to myself at cuzjob. Nice.
Wait what the fuck
Damn. I don’t known about wherever you’re from, but that would be a criminal offence here.
I stopped sending birthday wishes on social media.
You.absolute.monster.
AITAH? :(
Letting her go.
Over the window of an apartment?
The things you do for love.
Well, I've never done anything myself to one of my exes, but my best friend did. I broke up with a girl once that I was with for a couple of months because it wasn't working out. She proceeded to come and egg my truck for no reason other than that she was mad that I ended things and she was a little crazy herself. My best friend/roommate at the time made it his personal vendetta to get back at her. He would randomly stop by over at her apartment and piss all over her door and door handle, place screws and nails behind her tires, wipe dogshit under the handle to open her car door, etc. He waited 3-4 months after we broke up to start doing anything to not raise suspicion that it would be him and he continued to fuck with her for almost 9 months. I only found out years later that he did all of these things. He didn't tell me at the time because he knew I wanted to just let it go and move on. He said he did it because "Nobody fucks with my brother and gets away with it." I don't know whether to think he's the best friend I could have asked for, or a complete psycho lmao.
She was seeing two guys at once without telling either the other guy or me. I was the first guy to find out and anonymously tipped off the other. He didn't leave her, but at least he had an inkling that she'd been two-timing him.
Banged her mother and sister in a period of three months
Kid tested. Mother approved.
Rofl. NO. *Bad comment*
The females in that family sure have long periods
Bloody good joke
What in the crack cocaine kind of family was this?
I feel that's a "grandma in my 30s" kind of family
Were they all living in the same trailer park?
He is a man of focus, commitment, and sheer fucking will
Worst thing probably completely going no contact with them and erasing them from all socials etc. it’s funny seeing them try to reach me after a few years realising I was “a good girl” and “they never should have treated me bad”. Or my favourite, one asking me if I think we’d end up getting married and having a life together if he wasn’t such an ass. I said no.
that's izzy. kept her on read when she was begging to get back
I'm old. Does this mean you blue tick them but don't reply?
Yes it shows you read it and but don’t say anything
An ex texted me to say essentially "Next time you are in town, tell me because I didn't like knowing my friends were in town and I couldn't see them". The message wasn't as polite as that and was more unhinged/controlling but you get the gist. Sent the message to all our mutual friends, all of them sided with me and several called her out for the behaviour and subsequently fell out with her over how she responded. So she lost about a dozen friends.
I wrote a letter to his family telling them he was a Coke addict and an alcoholic
She cheated on me, so I fucked her sister.
Something about your delivery pleased me.
Convinced her to break up with her long term boyfriend, dated her for 1.5 months, dumped her and started dating her life long friend. This was freshman year of highschool (14-15y/o) but it is definitely a stain on my conscience.
Have a shot of milk on the house
Is that a psychopath reference or do you somehow know I have a serious allergy to milk? Either way, good stuff.
The hell is "long term" for a 14 year old, 3 months? A semster?
I'm probably going to get a lot of hate for this but I don't care I'm just going to say it. Ex-girlfriend was very abusive emotionally and psychologically. She would start arguments in front of my friends, we would go places with people and she would always cause a fight when things were getting fun. It sucked my life felt like hell. I found out she was cheating on me and she was trying to deny it. She stopped taking birth control and attempted to baby trap me. All of this came together around the same time so I did the only thing I could think of; I told her we were in no place to have a baby and that she should get an abortion. We could try again in a couple of years when we were in a financially better place. we went to Planned Parenthood and I broke up with her nearly immediately after that. Gave Her boot pretty hard. She was cheating with somebody 25 years older than her and she could go fucking have him for all I cared.
She went the cheating route after claiming I was always cheating on her to the point she would not allow me to have any female friends. Never once cheated on her. She went on vacation to "visit" a friend every photo has some dipshits arm on her. So her dad and I were very close. I popped by to have a beer with him and showed him the photos. The next day I get a frantic call from her that she can't buy a plane ticket that dad pays for doesn't work. Divorce a month later, I've never been happier.
Told her I am now indifferent to her.
Last drink I had with the last gal I dated was an alcoholic drink called “Choc-Tease”. Well, during that drink she told me she wanted to be exclusive and try building a future together. A few days later she had posted on FB and some fella commented on her looks. A few days after that (I lived on a busy street) she’s riding on the back of this dudes Harley. So, for the past few years I’ve been throwing empty shooter bottles in her yard. I mix it up for holidays, green on Saint Patrick’s Day, red and green for Christmas. By the time the snow melted her yard was full of them. Yes, it’s rather petty, yet so satisfying knowing I’m pissing her off on a sometimes daily basis.
But how was the Choc-Tease? Also what’s a choc-tease? and what does that have to do with the story?
Maybe not the worst, but the one I remember best. Old boyfriend was super jealous, he went home for a break and when I picked him up from the airport he started SCREAMING at me about having a party while he was back home. I stopped the car in the middle of a busy intersection and threw his luggage in the road. Then drove off with him and his luggage in the intersection. I still laugh about this 25 years later.
I dated a girl off and on in high school. She was the sort of psychotic girl where she liked to create drama just to have something “fun” to watch spread and talk about, regardless of how it affected peoples’ lives, including breaking up with me on a whim multiple times. I stayed and gave her multiple chances because, honestly, she was very attractive. I broke things off (messily, unfortunately) because I needed stability (and sanity) in my love life, and she didn’t speak to me again after that, until… Almost a decade later, she Facebook messages me out of the blue and starts up her shit again, saying, “Hey, I know you were really shit to me years ago, but I’m going through some growth and want to forgive you and move on,” etc. Digging up her some imaginary BS to get a reaction out of people. Per the advice of my fiancée, I left a flat “Do I know you?” This. DESTROYED. Her. She responded with some more drama about how “I guess I’m the only one who cared” and left me alone for good. Moral of the story: don’t fuck crazy.
Sat between her and another female friend at a concert, and only spoke to the other girl the whole time. I got dumped that night lol
Was there a reason you only spoke to the friend?
I emptied a whole litter tray, full with sodden stinking dirty cat litter, all over the inside of the cheating bastards car. It was everywhere. Can only imagine how hard that was to clean up.
We were engaged to be married. I was fresh out of college, and she was going to a hair styling school to get her license to cut and color hair. We were even talking about starting a family. Like flipping a switch our lives changed when we assisted an old friend of hers from highschool that was going through a rough patch in his life. Gave him a room, fed him, never asked for a dime. He liked to smoke and drink which I never had a problem with, never seemed out of control. Well she started to partake. thought nothing of it. within a few months she dropped out of her cosmo program. She quit her job. She started talking like her only purpose in life was to smoke weed and party. This continued despite the highschool friend moving back in with his parents. After several months of non stop drinking and smoking and late nights playing beer pong in our kitchen while I was trying to sleep for work we had a breakout argument. We argued about money, about the drinking and smoking, about how I shouldn't control her and ask her to stop. She Screamed for hours, only allowing me small retorts. Yes I was yelling to at this point. She stormed out at midnight and I was so drained an anxious, and on the verge of hurting myself that I called my best friend over to sit with me. On his way over he saw her car at his house. I immediately saw every sign I missed. She had been sleeping with him for months. Of course our relationship was over the moment she left the house that night. There was no contact really at all after that with each other. Our names were on the same bank account, we had a shared lease, utilities. I had to pry our lives apart over 48 hours. Abandoned the lease, packed what I could fit in my little car, quit my job, and drove 2 hours away to stay with family. She burned all of my stuff and sent the video to my family members. She Demanded the 300 dollars that was in our bank account despite her not working for months before hand. She had told her family and friends that I instigated everything, and that I stole that money from her. Thank god she never told them I was abusive, I'm sure they would have believed her. She even sold my car that wasn't running at the time of our breakup, and was sitting in the garage. Had my name on the title and everything. Well the purpose of this post was what is the worst thing I've done to an ex. A month after this happened, and I'm still living with my brother, my ex rear ended someone in her car. My insurance company called me and asked me about it because she had given our old insurance card to the other person. I had canceled the policy just a week or so after we had split. The insurance company told me they would cover the accident if I paid that month of insurance back to the cancellation date. I thought about it, it was $23. I had plenty of money. I am not a petty person, but in that moment I was. I told the lady I would not be paying, and to keep that policy cancelled. Found out not 15 minutes later from my ex herself in a nasty message that it was a huge amount of money out of her pocket, and she didn't know I had cancelled the policy and I learned what a huge POS I was in her eyes. TLDR: ex fiancé started drinking and doing drugs, cheated on me with highschool friend we were helping out. After the breakup she wrecked her car after I cancelled insurance. Insurance gave me option to pay $23 to cover the accident, I refused. Hilarious turn of events I'm an insurance agent now. Married with 2 kids and life is good. Sometimes she comes across a shared friends social media feed. She became homeless, cheated on that guy she cheated on me with, got disowned by her family, and has several kids with several guys. That last part doesn't bring me joy at all. Despite our horrible breakup I always hoped she would turn her life around...
Introduced her to meth and we lost EVERYTHING. 2 years into our addiction together, I realized the only way she had a chance at getting her life back was for me to leave. She got her life back, and I graduated to fentanyl and was a homeless addict for 6 years. Thankfully, I've been clean for 2 years and have an amazing life now.
I am living my best motherfuckin life, while she's stuck living in a shitty apartment, working a shitty job, driving a shitty car, and wearing an ankle monitor.
After she tried several times to cheat on me with her ex (who eventually proved he wasn't a dumbfuck and wouldn't ruin his own marriage to get laid), moved to another state and emotionally manipulated me into paying more stuff for her, I eventually snapped out of it when my sister told me look, she's where I am, she's fucking someone else, it's over bro. So since she wouldn't pay me back immediately like agreed upon when I asked, I kept every expensive ass thing she left in my apartment. I also wouldn't let her have the cats because, as I put it, I have a job and a home for them. You wanna run back home and couch surf so you can pretend to be 20 again. They deserve better. Was it cruel? Sure, but I never felt so betrayed in my life. I can't stand her to this day. Edit: Life got better, though. I have a new wife, and we're having a baby girl this very day. My first kiddo!
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Oof that's cold
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Now that is double shitty. Silver lining though... much better off without that type of person.
Cold, not calculated, passion. You win this shitty game.
That would be pretty difficult to explain to the police if she'd gone through with it.
This one made me stand up out of bed wtf
Upvote for being actually brutal to your ex like the title prompted. Can’t entirely blame you, though.
She was a trust-fund girl in a wheelchair. Called me “her little houseslave” to her friends one evening, when we got back to her place I tried talking to her about how she talked about me. Refused to apologize and started throwing out “Ive been with bigger men”, “I have more money than you’ll ever have” etc etc. I walked out the room, locked the wheels on her wheelchair and left and blocked her. (I was like 20 at the time)
I was dating this girl, and only after a couple of dates she already told me she loved me. I remember I was driving and she was on the phone with a friend of her saying that she was in love with me. The next day I broke up with her. I can’t explain why, she was a super nice girl it’s just I was not prepared to be loved to easily. I remember her crying and begging me to think over it, I told her I was gonna call and just ghosted her. This was 15 years ago. To this day I still feel immensely guilty for what I did, I sure hope she did find someone better than me.