Today’s Friday challenge is extra challenging. Of all the lies your cheater told, what was the most audacious?
And I don’t mean the obvious, love and honor, “til death do us part” stuff. I mean the kind of disordered whopper that needs an avalanche of spackle and a Special DOJ Investigator. Lies so outrageous only a chump would believe them. Examples include:
A fictitious twin brother
A hotel stay that included hand-holding and Bible verses
An overnight… in a car…. in February… in Vermont… with no cell phone reception
A promotion/special honor/hereditary peerage that never existed
A kissing cousin
A lesbian who was very much NOT a lesbian
A child who looks nothing like you
People who love, trust. People who trust, believe. If you’re completely mortified that you checked your commonsense at the door for someone once, well… welcome to the club. And let’s hear it for a new life full of healthy skepticism and boundaries! Yea!
Nobody loves me, but my mother,
And she could be jivin` too.
Nobody loves me, but my mother,
And she could be jivin` too.
Now you see why I act so funny, baby,
When you do the things you do.— B.B. King
TGIF, CN!
Id lie to you, because you want me to lie to you.
You want to hear my lies.
That was the statement from my STBXW on DD#2.
Divorce & moving her out is in progress.
Lulz. Honestly the fact it’s the same script always makes me giggle.
Audacity #1: I have to be in my home town more to have face time with the clients. (he “works” for his father and telecommuted while surfing porn sites).
Translation: I just re-met the rich sow. We were at the same prep school and she is now my long lost love.
Audacity #2: It would be great for the kids to spend the summers with their grandparents and go to French camp. You can keep working and go back and forth on weekends to be with them. I will move to my home town so I can focus on my “work” and the clients.
Translation: I have decided to spend the summmers going forward with my rich sow and her 4 children. I will take them out on the family boat (instead of you and our own children). I will not bother to see you or our children while they are with their grandparents.
That started in 2013. Day was in October, 2015.
I did not tell him I knew. I lined up my ducks and served him in December. Divorce took just over a year during which time he refused to leave the matrimonial home and emotionally abused me at every turn. And took the kids to the rich sow whenever he pleased. And introduced her as their step-mother.
The verbal abuse continues by email. I am as no contact as possible.
Audacity #3: I want more time with my kids.
Translation: I want to mind-fuck them into believing that life with me and my rich sow and her 4 children is better than life with you, their mother. Then they will come to live with me and YOU will pay ME child support.
Sociopathic POS!!
My ex fed the kids the same lines of vullshit about her & her kids. Told them they were brothers on day ONE, they should call her mom, and has spent 4 + years playing the mind fuckery game with them. They were just babies at DDay, and he pulled them in completely. My heart aches for everything they have had to go through. But they absolutely hate him, refuse to call him pretty much ever and have very limited visitation (because that’s what he chose). So hang in there, your kids will be ok and will see your ex for who he truly is. A deadbeat dad that walked out on them for someone else and someone else’s kids. That’s got to be extremely horrifying for a child, but they still have you. Be the rockstar parent that you are, and fuck trying to figure out the ex & his demented kind games. The audacity of being a complete deadbeat still blows me away, but I’m getting so much better at just shaking my head and giving my boys all the love that I have. I am enough. I will not let their db father destroy them.
I was at Hobby Lobby all day and just lost track of time. I had my ringer turned off because I didn’t want to disturb the other shoppers.
I’ve been to a Hobby Lobby. They’re not that fascinating.
bwahahahaha
I forgot to mention….we didn’t have a Hobby Lobby yet.
It was still under construction. Didn’t open until 2 years later.
Wow!! An added bonus to the original lie.
This really is Fun Friday!!!! Bwaabwabwaaa!
It wasn’t open yet? Small wonder he had troubling finding the right train set, then.
That had me rolling!
Yeah, Hobby Lobby has a GREAT selection of glue guns. And sparkly things to glue onto the turd.
Hobby Lobby smells like cancer! (Along with the 99cent store!)
Hobby Lobby is the new Appalachian Trail.
I just spit my Cornflakes all over the breakfast table.
Thanks nomar.
This^^
😂😂😂
LOL! 🙂
I actually know someone (beside the congressman) who used this excuse! He conveniently forgot to mention that he had a “hiking companion”. I think he actually hiked the trail for about half a day. All of us who were friends with the wife told her her hubby was full of BS, but she is still with him. After all, he was just bored and it didn’t mean a thing, so any good wife would understand. Brick meet wall.
Violet, almost sounds like you’re describing me. One day I was teaching for something in his truck and found a “water bladder,” a device to hold water that attaches to your back pack when you’re hiking. I thought it was odd he hadn’t mentioned it to me. I asked him about it, he said he was afraid I’d get mad. I’ve never been upset at anything he’s bought and I thought it would be something he would be excited to show me.
It was after X met AP that X suddenly became interested in hiking, all day hiking. I suggested I go with him or we go as a family. I couldn’t hike the 25 miles he did but I thought it would be fun to do a light hike and have a picnic. He gave me the “look” of disgust or disdain and said no, he preferred to go on long hikes by himself. At one time I thought he would have preferred hiking with his family than “alone”.
Guess what? It came to light later that he wasn’t hiking alone after all he was going hiking with his Triathlon AP who he claimed to have so much in common with, and leaving me was the best thing he had ever done and had never happier in his life..
Brit
I’m right there with you. Stbxh decided to work on his health. Didn’t want me to be part of any of it. “His friend “ whom has been passed around more than a lost box had somehow made him see the light on his health. Something his faithful, loyal wife of 23 yrs could never convince him of.
He decided he needed a vacation by himself to go hiking and camping this past July. He was only taking his bible and would be turning his phone off as to not be bothered while he and God tried to figure out what he should do about his marriage and family. He has been so miserable and feels like he sacrificed his whole adult life on me and our children and he just wants to be happy and live his life for himself now….
while he was gone, I got my hands on the proof I needed and found out he was on vacation with his howorker (who has made it a hobby to destroy as many families as possible, the last 4 being in their work place…)
Months have passed, divorce draaaaaging out and guess who has started trying to come back home this week…. 🙄
Wanting to know if there is any possibility that we could save our marriage and family! 🤦🏼♀️
I have totally shut him down, as I do believe everything happens for a reason and I see the exit sign as I keep hiking my ass on out of this farce of a marriage….
wishing you well, and nothing but happiness in life…🤗
“These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do, one of these days these boots are going to walk right over you.” Hope I got that right, but keep going one boot in front of the other. Make your own path even if you don’t know where you’re going because it’s not the destination but the adventure that counts.
Good for you Tammy!
Please please please don’t let him back! I live for these success stories of kicking these assholes to the curb! I’m 3 years post Dday and have gained a life and then some! My lying ex and schmoopie are sadly breaking up after living together a whole year! “Watch our commitment and undying love”
Your life will be 10000 times better without these freaks and eventually their lies and destruction will catch up to them!! Now he has to move out of their ginormous house they bought together and find a new place for him and our 3 kids…on half his income. Good luck loser! When I moved out of our marital home I made sure to secure a new home for the kids and I. One I wouldn’t rely on anyone else to keep. It’s our home and he gets to start over AGAIN at 34!
Ha! I think I just figured out why X was so keen to take the dogs to the dog park by himself on Sundays for the last few years of the marriage.
In situations like this, I always picture the dogs sitting in the back of a (rocking) truck, looking at each other with a disgusted look on their faces like, “What the fuck, man? I thought we were going for a fucking WALK?!?!?” Poor dogs.
Bahaha. JAMF also used the dog as as cover to go off and fuck cocksockdr. Shoulda known right then ….
OMG, those poor dogs.
Or they were allowed to roam free.?
LOL I had the dog walks too. My ex all of a sudden wanted to walk the dog 3x a day. Long walks too. It never occurred to me until after I found her number on cell phone and a letter. Feel so stupid thinking back on it how much evidence I needed to really come to terms with what he was doing. He even bought a Ducati and would take it for rides at night in this all new leather gear he bought. I’d be studying for my grad courses or putting kids to sleep while he was riding his new racing bike to her house. Ugh…makes me want to puke thinking about all of it in hindsight. And I was even do the pick me dance thinking he was just unhappy in our marriage etc. I’m glad we finally got the divorce over with after nearly 2.5 years but can’t say my life has taken off. Its been hard raising the kids solo, finishing up my degree and basically having no life while ex seems to be enjoying himself despite the pain and suffering he’s inflicted on his family.
Yes, but you’re building something important and long lasting. Your setting yourself up for your future. You HAVE a future that you are making sacrifices for now… and thankfully, that future is not with him.
Was she wearing a blue suit with pearls? Because that’s a thing, when you eat the political shit sandwich.
Well done sir!
So considerate of other shoppers! I HATE when I am shopping and hear s ring!
That is hilarious!
Howling with laughter over here! “I turned off my ringer because I didn’t want to disturb the other shoppers”. Good fucking grief. That’s the best she could come up with? Definitely sounds like something my dumbass ex would have said. Come on, cheaters. If you’re going to lie your fool head off, at least be good at it! Come up with something remotely believable!
Lol!! Good one!!
Mme once spent 7 hours shopping for safety pins. She kept sending me updates on her progress too.
Oh – forgot to add that she came home with her top on inside out.
CLASSY!
Wow! That is nuts! And what was the excuse for the insideout top? I got caught in a tornado on the way home?
That is just plain sad. And stupid.
Okay that one is truly amazing!
Ok I think you won!
Hmm, I got safety pins at the dollar store. In under 2 minutes …. interesting.
You really can’t make this stuff up. So glad you’re free of this delusional liar, BowTie.
Onward and upward. Stay mighty.
Similarly, “I was at Home Depot for two hours and came home with nothing to show for it because it was just too overwhelming.”
Similar—he went shopping for tennis shoes at the mall. He was gone for 6 hours and came back with no shoes. When I indicated that I didn’t believe him, he got very angry and said his feet are hard to fit!
Ha! My ex “went to Lowe’s” for 2+ hours and came back with a couple of screws. Meanwhile, he had an entire 40+drawer screw sorter cabinet in the garage in which he kept any and all manner of screws. Not very creative, are they??
Oh yeah, the Home Depot and Lowe’s trips for 6 hours. “Well, I couldn’t find what I was looking for at HD, so had to go to Lowe’s, but they didn’t have it at that store, so I had to drive 30 miles to another Lowe’s to get it…”
Now, as a crafter, I really can get lost in Hobby Lobby, ***however*** never that lost.
SMH
I swear to you, I will share my hotel room with my secretary on our business trip in Germany, just in order to reduce the cost…
Classic!
I actually feel so stupid, just typing this @chumpchick…
Don’t feel stupid! We’ve all spackled. Thats why we’re on this site. Chumps that laugh together heal together!
Do NOT feel stupid, we all want to believe their BS. It’s only in looking back do we realize how gullible we were!! I believed some real big ones too!!
Don’t feel stupid. You’re honest and loyal, so you trusted him.
Loulotte – don’t feel stupid. Same thing happened to me. At dog shows, we’re always trying to find ways to save money so that’s a real issue. He was going to a show 600 miles away with our handler (single) and insisted they save money by sharing a room. Now, these rooms are not expensive…..say $40/night – you know – cheapo and everybody is trying to outcheap everybody else. SO, must split room like other people (same sex) people do. Over 4 day trip, I guess the sleeping arrangements worked like a dream…..to hear them tell it. Of course, I never questioned a thing! arrgh
btw – we can more than afford a good hotel room and one for the handler as well.
No, don’t feel stupid. You were lovingly applying “benefit of the doubt” and transferring your good intent to him.
For instance, when I was attending a month-long training school many years ago I met up with an old friend. Now it just so happened that the school was a few hours drive from Yosemite National Park, it was a great time of year to see the park, tent cabins were hard to find on the weekend (and pricey), and my friend was the opposite gender.
We did find one tent cabin open – for one night – so we booked it and went. We behaved ourselves respectfully – slept in separate beds – and had a great time. Seeing the park, that is. NOTHING even remotely questionable happened between us.
Surely our spouses, who are gifted with the same level as self-control as we are, can do the same?
If my spouse can trust me, surely I can trust also? You think?
Don’t feel stupid. I remember going to a holiday party and having a friend tell me, “Man, I would NEVER let my husband hug all those little waitress girls!” (he was a restaurant manager at the time) I laughed and replied, “I’m not worried about it. I trust him!” — And I am NOT sorry I felt that way. That’s how a marriage is SUPPOSED to be, full of trust. To this day, I am not one bit sorry I did not police my marriage. What kind of excuse for a marriage is that, to be watching your partner every minute? Why would you do that to yourself? Get out, save yourself the headache.
THEY are the stupid ones, not us.
Amen!
Traitor: I want to spend more time in town and use the library again.
Fine by me. He starts to spend all day Mondays in town after handover. Never brings any books home.
Me: Have you seen any good books lately? I’d like it if you picked some for me too.
Traitor: No, I go to the University library and I read the science journals.
And I believed it… I even felt sad for him that he must miss the research career he abandoned.
Mine started spending afternoons at Barnes and Noble, when I’d be out shopping I’d stop by Barnes and Noble and he was never there. I mentioned it to Cheater, he said well, he must have stepped out for something to eat….,
People would ask me where X was in the afternoons, I’d tell them Barnes and Noble, he likes reading, a lot..
I sometimes can’t believe how naive I was, but I trusted him.
“ I just started s relationship with ow after I left the marriage. I’m not having an affair”. Oh and that $1200 worth of jewelry purchased for her 8 days post departure?? Yep everyone spends that kind of money for a 1 week old relationship!
Yup mine said he met her 3 days after our separation ( he left his family on thanksgiving Monday to go on a first date—snort!). He moved in with her and her 11year old 5 weeks later..
Oh but there are soooo many more I could post 10 times
Yeah, jewelry. After DDay when I scrutinized our family cell plan phone logs, I saw that one morning he called a jewelry store in the city where OW lived about two hours from here. Next time I saw him (after he moved out but kept coming back ostensibly to get things, but really to manipulate and gaslight me further), I asked why did you call a jewelry store in her city, did you buy her jewelry???? (had of course never bought me any in 16 years). “NO!” he shouted, “I was on my way to her house and she asked me to stop and pick up some jewelry she had left there to be repaired, some jewelry she inherited from her mother!”
The insanity of this. #1 she didn’t have a phone to call the store herself? instead she calls Cheater and asks him to call the store for her? #2 WisedUp you insensitive bitch! OW’s mother DIED! and you are making light of that situation!”
Same!!
Jewelry purchased before he left, AP ( that he had no relationship with) was sstaying at his new place the same weekend he moved out.
I’m sure he never even thought of her “that way” till after he asked for a divorce. It’s probably also the reason calls to her were on my phone records at all hours of the day and night going back two years.
Yep, exh2 claims that he met his OW after he moved out. If that’s to be believed, then they met and married in five months. Wow, Tru wuv comes fast and hard, eh???
I know he had another AP who came forward to me after he discarded her too…plus one or two other women he was with too.
He honestly expected me to believe that he just met her randomly one day. Rrrrright
My stbx started up affair with coworker 25 years younger than him. Moved out and moved in with her. My daughter had his ipad – actually, he had given it to her. I picked it up one day and for some reason looked at the pictures. The ipad was linked to his pictures. There was OW with a big fat ring on her finger. Also in his backyard of expensive house he was renting, was the same Weber bbq and a gas smoker… Has replicating his life with replacement wife appliance. Took her to our eating and vacation spots – one time in our camper that I was making the payment on. There was a picture of OW and her mom hugging all happy. I’m thinking, yeah happy her daughter got a stupid old man with money for her to make her baby with.
My ex told me when this young girl started working with him at work that he likes that she knows how to get whatever she wants. I was like, ok…..
But now I’m wondering if OW is happy with what she “wanted” and broke up a family for: A fat old mega hairy man with a balding head, false teeth, a mean temper (my daughter was telling me how her dad yells at OW), who cheats and lies, who cannot really care about anyone but himself, and if something better comes along he will dump her and turn on her with a viciousness she’s never seen before. Way to go, OW! Oh, yeah, and the naked pictures of OW on the ipad that her prince charming showed all of his friends. Glad I changed the locks the minute he left.
One of the couples we used to go camping with – the wife was furious that she found these naked pictures on her husband’s computer. I’m just glad our daughter didn’t see the pictures.
Oh, and our daughter wants nothing to do with him. He says I alienated her from him. No….. dummy. You are the one who threw away your family. Not me.
I was just doing research on the kind of people who advertise on Craigslist for sex–ALL the kinds of people. It fuels my short fiction writing, and I’m even thinking about writing a novel. –said the unemployed man who sold energy futures for a living.
He was being sued by the company whose laptop he refused to return on being fired–heaven only knows what was on it
What facebook profile? a friend must have put it up for a joke, where does it say “single and interested in women? oooh, it must be a default and I didn’t know how to change it.” From a web programmer ….
Lol too funny…. I love when a tech guy plays dummy “ Craigslist- never heard of that site”
“ “it’s in ur browsing history”
“ nah, someone hacked into my computer”
“ it’s protected by 3 types of passwords?!?”
“Uhm…. eeee….. blank”
Where shall I begin…….because I don’t actually know all the lies that were told, I can only relate the ones I found out. Like he stayed overnight at the casino with a friend (who i didn’t really know and couldn’t verify the overnight with) when in reality he stayed overnight shooting up heroin alone (really alone, heroin addicts don’t give two craps about sex). Or, later on after he was clean from heroin but replaced that addiction with one of other women, the biggest whopper of them all: “She’s just a friend” , after i saw messages where they were calling each other “baby”
Ahhhhh! The names they have for each other. It’s a whole other pile of shit to heap onto a chumps sandwich.
Hey babe. I love you babe. Your the best babe. I miss you babe…….blahhhhhh. makes me want to vomit on my shoes.
“Baby” is always a cheater red flag! They use it so they don’t accidentally call out the wrong name at the wrong time!
My asswipe called everybody “baby.” He was a huge flirt. When he would call me ‘baby,’ I’d ask him who is was talking to. I hated him calling other women that and I told him it bothered me. Didn’t phase him. He didn’t give a shit how I felt. I also told him he needed to watch that because some woman is gonna get the wrong idea. Maybe that was the plan and they actually got the right idea. Asshole.
My stbx called our 18 year old son baby the other day. He has never done that…. must be the pet name for millennial whore. Barf
something I have noticed tho, is that young men in this area often call women “babe” whether they are hooking up or not. I am in a youth-oriented business and am friends with a lot of younger people on social media. I notice this and it seems quite common, they call me “babe” on occasion, kind of like people here use “darlin’ ” or “hon” (I’m in the South). But never ever “baby”. Seems like there is a difference of some sort.
He bought her a bee hive and shipped it to her house. (Yes, a real bee hive) He said it was to pay her for work she did for his firm.
Who gets paid with bees???
that’s actually hysterical! Im sure not at the time, but in hindsight. (I used to raise bees)
Well who doesn’t want to get paid with bees! Oh right prostitutes.
I thought hookers liked cash?!?
Maybe it was a selfless gesture. Maybe she bought him Rogain by selling her bees and he sold his hair comb to buy her a hive. Kind of like like The Gift of the Magi with less altruism and more whoring. Just spitballing here.
That is frickin’ hilarious, HatHW!
Funny thing about bees . . . my X wrote a YouTube song about them, which was, he wrote, “inspired by a conversation with a friend.” This was during the divorce, before I stopped working for the marriage police. By the time the divorce was final, after much CN therapy and support, I no longer cared. But I almost peed my pants laughing when we were at the bank closing our accounts and his phone rang to the tune of “Flight of the Bumble Bee.” He nearly fell out of his chair trying to turn the ringer off before I could catch a glimpse of the name of the person calling, not even aware that I hadn’t bothered looking.
Other Kat- Wow! Flight of The Bumblebee is not the most loving ringtone.
Mine supposedly bought a $20,000 piece of equipment so it could be rented out and he could make money. Then he had to go away for a week to be trained to use that piece of equipment and had to be gone a few times to use it to make money and then I never heard about it again or saw it. Just an excuse to have missing money and be gone. I was busy working full time and doing all the parenting and adulting. I trusted him to manage his own business. How’s that going? Last year he was on Government assistance. Then his mother died, leaving him $100,000. Now he’s ramping up the business again, spending money to rent office space from his new schmoopie. I don’t know much due to No Contact, the path to the truth and the light but my son lets things slip every now and again. These days I can see it all so clearly. I’ll let you all know when the inheritance is gone.
Just prior to D-Day, we were hosting New Year’s Eve as always. And as always, OW was in attendance and got falling down drunk, as she often does on weekends. Ex said he’d drive her the five minutes it took to her house and would be right back. He didn’t get home for an hour, leaving me to field awkward questions from our guests, wondering if he’d been in an accident and humiliated that he’d ditch out on the party like that.
Definitely one of those ah-ha moments when I found out about a week later that they’d been fucking for the last six years. I don’t want to even imagine what they were doing for that missing hour.
Oh and then there’s the “I haven’t been happy in years.” line as well.
Oh the “ I haven’t been happy in years” line is a definite must in building the ball of justification! My stbx and I built a million dollar house together and moved into it and 18 months later he began his affair. Yep we all expend that kind of money and effort and investment with someone who has made us miserable for years… I mean is that as creative as you can get??? Seriously brainless blather…
Well, to be fair there is another explanation: maybe he just assumed that HE would get the house. You thought you were building it for both of you, but he was building it for himself.
My XW left me a couple of months after we moved 1000 miles (for her job). Just last week my daughter pointed out that the AP’s new house (he left his wife the same week my wife left us) is really too small for him and his kids – probably he and my XW thought they’d all move in together into our new house, which she figured she would get in the divorce. This also explains why she was so angry that I talked to our neighbors about the affair: she claimed I was salting the earth in our neighborhood, and chumpy me thought “this means she has been considering reconciliation” rather than “she wants to be able to move the AP in”.
I, Georgian – omg – this could be my story. We spent 5 yrs creating our dream home. 2 yrs planning and 3 to build. It occupied our life for quite awhile. But, man, we were sure bonded during this time frame, making decisions….which, seriously, were mostly all his decisions because he’s always known what is in the best interest of ‘US’. Turned out I didn’t like the house because it was far to big and obnoxious, and I’m a simple farm girl . But, we made it a home, made many friends, etc. So, when he decided to have the LT affair, he would move her into MY house. They slept in one of the beds that used to be our master suite. Once she was there for 10 days when I visited my home county. You name it, she used it. I truly believe she wanted my lifestyle – looking back . (we were close friends) . Found hair in MY pool,etc and finally some panties in that bed. I’ve mentioned it before, but in the 10 days she was living in my house she started landscaping projects that he took credit for. I saw her work-print all over the design. It was the same at her house.
Then, audaciously, in the middle of an uncomfortable marriage relationship the said he found a house I could buy in a little village 30 miles south of here. I was, as they say, Gobsmacked! Why was out meeting realtors for me? Sure, he was pushing hard by intimidating to move out. How simply obvious that is to me now. He thought I would just move away, stay friends and dogs, and he would get the house – not a problem, and she would seamlessly move in. (she parked her jeep in my spot in the garage. I could smell her)
In the end, it was obvious he didn’t care if I found out or not.
Until, of course, the consequences hit him being the eyeballs.
He never really thought it through.
Asshole
p.s. to above post. I wound up getting the house during the divorce and selling process – but I needed it for the dogs. He lived out of his r/v (oh yeah, he fucked her many times in that and they drove all over the NW. Talk about an emotional shock – that was ‘my baby, that r.v) I got all the dogs and his mother was terribly disappointed. He listed all those things he wanted – #) I don’t want to lose my house, #2) I don’t want to lose my dogs, and drum roll..#3) I don’t want to disappoint my mom.
And, none of that came true for him. aww.
He lost a lot of his dignity and his character/integrity has been tarnished. ..possibly forever.
My stbx was so mad I wanted the amount I wanted for support. He ranted on and on about how he would be homeless – he could not afford that!! He was not giving up his new truck (he tricked me into cosigning the F350 so we could be safe towing our camper – but the “we” was him and OW and the new bigger camper he bought to tow the new bigger Polaris off road vehicle! Lol) Anyway, he railed on and on about he was going to make the judge sell the house and he was taking the dogs away from me, and he was taking our daughter away from me!
But that didn’t come true for him.
I wound up getting the house in the divorce. I got the dogs. And our daughter wants nothing to do with him now because he’s mean and selfish and doesn’t care about anyone but himself – her words.
Oh, and the amount I wanted for support? That’s what I got in the divorce. That was the amount I believed to be fair, and that’s when I ended up getting.
Funny – he has been able to afford the support and he’s afforded to buy big new shiny toys, rings, etc., too. He didn’t become homeless and have to live under a bridge after all! Imagine that.
He wanted to throw me away as cheaply as possible and all of his threats backfired on him.
My Cheater point blank told me that I was going to move out and that he had already brought OW into our house to tour it (while I was out at work earning the mortgage payment) and she was looking forward to living here. He told me he was going to help me find an apartment near my work, and then he would help me move. I flat out told him nfw and that was almost 5 years ago. I still have the house that we worked together to remodel for 12 years and 95% of the equity too. I don’t really know where he is but a couple months ago someone told me he broke up with OW multiple times but that he still lives in her house (that she bought in our town a year after Dday and moved him in w/her) because “he can’t afford to live anywhere else.” Karma’s a bitch.
Kudos to you Wisedup👍
I got the “I haven’t been happy in TEN years, but DIDN’T KNOW IT.” He had to go back ten years to a night that I of course have no memory of (gas light much?) and tell me that I said something that made a part of him “die inside”. That in turn made him “pull away from” me. No evidence of that in ten years as far as I could tell; he sure seemed happy or content to me most of the time.
They lie. Make up stories. Rewrite history to justify what they did and what they are doing. They are The People of the Lie.
My cheater told me he had been unhappy the FIRST 10 years of our marriage…we had been married for 17 years at the time he said that…
I did try to untangle the skein of fuckupedness for a couple years after that, danced the pick-me dance quite hard and then found Chump Lady and this community who litterally saved my life…
Martha,
I love that term, The People of the Lie! The people–not so much.
“People of the Lie” is a book by Steven Covey. Describes these evil morons to a “T”. It’s worth a read.
Yes, that’s an excellent book and that’s where I got those words from. I’m guessing I read that book close to ten years ago. Little did I know I was living with one of these types. When his mask finally dropped and I started connecting the 20+ years of dots and lies — I remembered this book and then reread it. How did I not see it when I was living it? Oh, that’s right. Spackle!!
My ex is a “Christian” and years ago he read the book “Screwtape Letters” by C.S. Lewis. He probably took notes while reading to fine-tune his con game.
Just fyi, “People of the Lie” was written by M. Scott Peck.
DrFormerChump
Thank you! I found it!
Oh, that’s right! Oops. Sorry for the misinformation. I reread it too when I was going through my divorce. Sure did help connect the dots for me too.
OMG, the kids and I got the “I hated every minute of this family for the past 10 years!” My 10 year old was laying on the floor her arms around my legs crying her heart out and she said, “but daddy, that’s my whole life!” The evil bastard replied, “I’m sorry but it’s true.”
If I was living in the time of my Viking foremothers I would have taken up my sword and lopped off his head right then and there.
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Fucking cruel asshole!
I fucking hate him also! cruel, inhuman bastard. RUN!
So sorry this happened to you, nobody deserves this
Now you know who he really is, a traitor
Fuckoff
I hate him and hope the karma bus flattens him pronto.
Just love 💕 what you wrote please let it happen to my asshole who cheated with a bitch thirty years his junior for five plus years and went into attack mode when l found out and said it was all a joke and yes she was the love of his love in his heart all the time yaya ya what a fuckwit🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
I love Lagertha! And I hate your cruel cheater.
Mother, that made me feel a kick in the stomach for you! I HATE him for you and your precious children! HUGS!
Kids remember shit like that. Vividly. Hope his dick rots off. I hope when he gets old and remorseful your daughter throws that back in his face.
What a piece of shit.
There will be a day when your daughter will be contacted by him in need and she will repeat verbatim that moment her father crushed her soul, and your daughter will speak her truth to he father and he will then finally see just how vile and cruel he is.
#FeelMyWrathDad
I am so sorry for your daughter. Oh my gosh my heart aches for her. My daughter has had to endure rejection from her dad, and it’s horrible. Her dad then twists it and says she is throwing HIM away. They use people to get their way, no matter who it is, or what the damage is that results. They do not care.
What a disgusting narcissistic POS! These selfish assholes are incapable of thinking or caring about how their words affect others…even their own child.
Sending you and your daughter hugs.
And lopping off his head would be way too good for that nasty, cruel fucker. Thank heavens your daughter has you to comfort her and be the sane parent.
Wow!
There is a special place in hell for people like that.
That poor kid.
Such an asshole!!! Shuttering the world of another adult is despicable, BUT breaking the heart of his own child!?!??
Unforgivable 🤬
A lot! But the most big lie that I hate me for believe it was: I am like you! I want to be a part of your life becouse I feel a good and bbeautiful person when I am with you!, I love you (he didn’t even knkw me but he said that he loves me) I was 15 years and I believed that shit!!! I will never forget myself rhat I had allowed that shit to enter in my life and my soul thinking that he could be a good person… He destroyed me forever! I will never thi k that people are good.. I just can’t. And I’m scared of people because of that and I don’t trust myself anymore
(((((((HUGS))))))) to you Cara. CL & CN got your back ❤️
Cara, that’s just the game they play to hook you in. Don’t beat yourself for falling for the trap. A lot of us here at Chump Nation fell for this game too. We like you didn’t realize it was a con. They are a lot of personality disordered people out there, but not everyone is like this!
You are not destroyed forever! Work on yourself like Chump Lady says to do. If you don’t know about boundaries — learn about that and start implementing. Find out about deal breaker behavior and write out a list of your deal breakers. There are tons of books out there and us chumps will be happy to lead you to lots of great authors. If you don’t have the energy to read — there are a ton of Youtubers that are teaching the way to get healthy. You are right. If you don’t trust yourself to keep yourself safe, then you will not will not feel safe to ever trust again. Everything starts with YOU. Take care of you first. Keep coming back to Chump Lady and Chump Nation. We are here for you. You will get through this. I’ve been here for over two years and I still read every post. I don’t need it like I used to, but sometimes I just need a good laugh and Chump Lady always delivers. 🙂 Don’t give up! We are here for you!
Thank you Guys soo soo much! I did not believe that there are ppl like you in this world. Im from Romania and I’m not very good in english but I’ve descovered this site and I understood in a foreign language what happened to me.
I had “friends” that they had blamed me for the fact that the piese of sh** abandoned me. Wtf is wrong with the world… Im out with that “friends” now. There were toxic ppl with toxic mentalities. However, last year I was in hell. Only God took care of me and gave me the strength to go to work and make normal things. He was a psychopath and found that after 10 fking year’s! Even that I was 15 years old when I’ve met this person, I felt that something is not good with him.. But I believed in his words and what ppl told me.. I will start to believe more in my soul as God give us the strength to feel if one thing is not good for us. And not believe in what others say. Thank you one again for your comm. Big hugs from Romania : )
After years of loving (yes loving) the lie, you lose yourself in it. You choose to love it because you want your life so badly to be some sort of normal. BUT… You can no longer trust yourself, your instincts, or even your own eyes. Your own mind begins to deceive you. Who can you trust? AND THEN… Divorce… Time speed crawls (many if you know what I mean), and you end up broken, never thinking you could love again. Months or years go by alone WHEN…All of a sudden you see someone that gives you butterflies. Thats healing. Work on yourself, trusting yourself, and why you chose the partner you did. This can be very helpful for your future in all of your relationships not just romantic ones. Hang in there. We got your back.
Cara, your English is very good. 🙂 You were involved with a psychopath and what a lot of us realize after leaving our cheater or getting discard by them — we realize that a lot of our so-called friends are toxic too and we have to get them out of our life too. It seems this is what happened to you too and it’s good they are out of your life.
God took care of me too and continues too. 🙂 It’s good you realize He’s there for you and will never leave you or forsake you. Keep trusting your intuition about people. It’s never wrong. One good book that I read, but I’m not sure if it’s in your native language, but it’s called “How to Spot a Dangerous Man Before You Become Involved” by Sandra L. Brown. For the book, she interviewed a lot of women. ALL of them red flags or a gut intuition that something was “off” with their boyfriend/husband. I myself had quite a few gut feelings that something was wrong. I caught him lying, but didn’t say anything to him about it. He lied and cheated on me from the very beginning. But I spackled and trusted to my own detriment. So you were right from the very beginning, but you didn’t trust your intuition. From now on, you will. 🙂 I’m not sure if you speak Polish, but there’s a Youtuber called “Soul GPS” and she has lots of great videos in English and Polish that might be helpful to you. (((HUGS)))
Martha, thank you ones again! I have checked the “Soul GPS” youtube video”s this morning and is amazing! It helps me soo much! Guy”s, I recommend forward!
Great post Martha, good reminder too for the down days when you’re feeling overwhelmed and discouraged.
Thank you!
🙂
Cara – welcome!! Stick with Chump Lady and Chump Nation – everybody here will support you.
I felt the same as you, 2 years ago when I left my cheater. I had counselling to help me through, which helped me work a lot on trusting myself again, and really listening to my instincts. I now listen to that voice inside me, my gut feeling. And I go with what it tells me. I actually think being cheated on gave me a better life – I am now away from him and raising my two children in PEACE! And I’m slowly building my life up again. You will too.
Hang in there. ((((Hugs)))) from Australia 🐨🌿
Thank you soo much for your support!
You are a great mom for your kids!
Cara: I can hear the strength in your posts. That indignation will keep you afloat. You are not ruined forever. Surround yourself with support (including Chump Nation), and slowly you will start to believe that there are trustworthy people in the world. You will also learn to pick out who they are, and avoid the people like your cheating X. Distancing yourself from the evil, and filling your life with goodness, will catapult you to a better place. Hugs.
Thank you, Tempest! As I recently heard one thing: With more you are happy, the psychopath is unhappy. And more you are unhappy, the more they are happy.
This is what happened to me. I am frustated that for years he stolled my happines and he was feeding with my energy. I feel robbed. but I fighting with my own thoughts. And one good news is that God gave us the light in our soul and nobody can steal that from us. Only if we let them. I have good moments and bad moments but Im fighting. and I am not alone. I have discovered this site, great healing resources and I know that God is taking care of us, He gave us life, not the psychopath that we had met”! they don”t have any power on us. Only God has. This fact makes me strong.
I know how you feel.
Womdering if i’ll ever trust again, my whole view on romantic love between a man and a woman has shifted from something beauriful to something that is manipulative and ugly.
Loosing my faith has been the most difficult part of my divorce, not my husband cheating, but my loss of faith.
My ex was such a good man, kind and loving. How could someone desicrate their family like he did? Makes the world seem like an immoral place, where society supports divorce and the breakdown of community.
So many empty, lonely people, i never knew existed, now they’re all i see.
It’s been 3 years since D Day and the hope and faith in the sanctity of marriage has not been restored.
Cara
Listen, girl… he wanted to be LIKE YOU- decent person, loyal companion and friend, with a good values and priorities in place….
Unfortunately- HE WAS nothing like you….
that’s why he ended up being bitter, angry and hateful….
Don’t let him change who you really ARE!!!
Don’t give him that power
Before I found out if the sordid affair he told me he was going skiing alone for few days . My son & I carried his ski equipment & helped him with packed lunch to his car.
Weeks later I found ripped up statement from his charge account. I put it together piece by piece… read he was in a hotel room, restaurant receipts, liquor purchases just half hour from our town.
When I confronted him he said he won a free room at a hotel, wanted to party & if he drank too much, he could sleep out there instead of driving all way home.
Was with the Whore… how stupid was I ??😣
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Kathleen – ‘You didn’t type first sentence?”
What’s going on?
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Sorry.
DDay #2 for me was when I was coordinating housesitter so he could go skiing by himself following a business trip while daughter and I were in Hawaii. (She was meeting up with a friend and I had a lovely condo. I asked him to join me saying it has been forever since we had a vacation just the two of us.)
So two hours before I’m set to leave with my daughter, my marriage blows up. I manage to fake it with her a few days until she heads off with her friend.
He sticks with his plan and goes skiing with OW. But he was generous enough to offer that he’d pay for the trip out of his separate property.
As it turns out, he’s a serial adulter and I have no idea how much community funds were spend on his affairs.
You were not stupid. You were only a good person who thought like normal people think that they have dicided to have a man in her life who will respect her, love her and take care of her. He is the stupid one that he lost a treasure! His family, a great wife, the respect, everything!
Cara
Thank you …
HUGS 🤗 ❤️
With mine, it was a 5 day bike ride up the coast and back. The one he needed to reduce work stress. I rounded up the pack bags for the bike, and made sure they were cleaned and ready to go, along with the sleeping bag. Made sure all his gear and clothing was prepared and packed. Got him sunscreen. Even set him up with snacks for along the way. The one thing I couldn’t figure out was why he didn’t see it a priority to pack the single tent.
The other odd thing was that he was out of cell phone signal the entire time, with the exception of one quick voicemail he left me on one day. Hmmm. It was 2015 and the cell range along the CA coast is pretty solid. Also, the guy who would always take tons of photos, came home with supposedly not a single pic of his “epic” and “gorgeous” coastal ride experience.
He went during the start of our daughters’ spring break, which meant he had time at work to make up when he returned. No time for the family. Plenty of time to be with the OWhore employee of his, 13 years his junior, who I am now certain accompanied him on that trip. (insert face palm to head)
I was always helping H pack for his business trips, buying him clothes etc. as a part of being a nice wife; I was Even buying “ gifts” for kids ( H was too busy during the trips) so he can give it to our children…
After #2 I learned, that my ways of doing nice stuff for him, were used to lure and fuck whoever was willing or was paid for the “ service”
I felt like an idiot for a long time.
No time for buying souvenirs for his family? Plenty of time to screw around…
Omg so many to choose from. Of course there’s the usual: “she tells me her marital problems because I helped her out making cupboards.”
And then comes “I was just trying to claim my stake in my mothers place to my brother” after I overheard him say to his brother, “I’m so unhappy in my marriage. I’m just going to stay until the kids are gone.” The latter was the truth, that if he had told me instead of his brother, things could have gone down a lot differently. But no, like a good chump I accepted what he told me without really believing it. It was the beginning of the end. After 20 yrs married to that, and 4 yrs out, Now I trust no one.
We’ve never touched. Our connection is 100% Spiritual.
Eight months and a quickie dissolution later, a full term baby (described as a week late) pops out of the Sluterus.
My inquiry to my OBGYN and her response if that was possible.
“Her uterus is not an Instant Pot”
Luziana, so sorry you had to go through this. I will never use my instant pot ever again without thinking of you and saying a prayer for you. <3
“…not an instant pot”, this made me snort out loud in my cubicle where no snorting or even heavy breathing is allowed in this govt cubicle farm… LOL!!!
A little story on how I selected my username: My now XH was a Jesus Cheater. He actually decided he had an “insight” one day where he realized he had never been in love with me. This life altering “insight” was that we weren’t SPIRITUALY CONNECTED. However, his “insight” from God happened to come at the same time as he told me he just found his soulmate. Of course it was complicated by a 2 week Online affair with a fantasy from half way across the world, she couldn’t speak English, different religion, and he had never met her.
He did leave me, separation and divorce started before he flew off to meet his soulmate. I truly believed that we he met her the fantasy would blow up and he would come back once he realized all that we shared. It was when I confirmed he had flown to meet her and lived with her a month visa, that I stopped smoking the hopium pipe.
It’s very painful knowing I was thrown away after 25yrs for a 2 week fantasy. It was mental hell because he told me I was still his best friend, had been a great wife, and we had a wonderful relationship. He didn’t excuse or blame with complaints, accusations or faults of me. My world had been hit by a meteor I didn’t see coming, blew a crater through my heart, slammed my soul out of orbit, and caused near death from the fallout.
This is why it’s important for me to tell people Emotional Affairs can definitely destroy a marriage. Today is exactly 5 yrs, not at meh but have quit trying to untangle the skein. Now I just conclude that crazy is as crazy does. Sorry for hijacking Fun Friday, now back to our much needed comedy relief.
I can relate to this, spirit woman. How can they survive after they’ve been caught and all this ugly is about to come down the turnpike at them. For me? I was shocked he wouldn’t keep seeing her! 35 yrs of (cough) marital bliss. We were best friends our entire adult life, and now we are 100% N/C. I don’t think he ever thought I would immediately file divorce papers on him with hardly any conversation. Bam!
He had hiv, a lie
The ow was abused as a child (admitted a lie), her dad was in prison, lie, she was a friend, lie, he said he picked me, a lie, he wasn’t paid, a lie, he didn’t know they were prostitutes, a lie, pretend suicide attempt, a lie, biggest lie pretending to be a human being, forgot cystitis was actually sti, my lie wasting my life on him!
He lied about having HIV?
What?
I can’t even bend my mind around that
Sounds like he ‘lied’ about having HIV.
(After returning home after attending yet again another family event with my daughters, but without KK, who suddenly decided she wanted to see the new Star Wars movie alone, “to give myself a break”)
“I was on the highway on the way to the theater, but … did you ever start driving and just zone out, and suddenly you don’t remember any of the previous 10 or 15 minutes? That happened to me! And suddenly I was 20 miles away, clear on the opposite side of Boston. Weird, huh? So I just decided to drive around for a while. How was the party . . . ?”
(She was fucking the Carrot Singer in his home, after his wife and infant daughter left for the day.)
She told me she was flying to Idaho to reconnect with a friend of ours from college. Even emailed me a “copy” of her airline itinerary. And she called me and the kids back in Oklahoma every night to tell us about her great day in “Idaho.” Except she wasnt in Idaho. She was in Las Vegas. With an AP. He was from Florida. And she met him playing World of Warcraft online. (Note: names of states changed). Literally a lie big enough to span a continent.
He went a week early to a conference in Salt Lake so he could “visit Yellowstone” even though his father was at death’s door (in Europe). I asked why he would do that (said I didn’t understand since I’ve never been to Yellowstone and he has). Well, his father died that week while he was with OW (and being a chump, felt sorry for him). Four months later when he should have gone to parent orientation and move our son to college 8 hours away (I always felt like a single parent), he said he was sad about his father and wanted alone time to think about him (and being a chump, felt sorry for him). I later found out he went to a soccer game at Wembley with OW (we live in the U.S.) So many lies…and me such a chump.
Wow, the real challenge here is choosing just one lie, when there have been so many.
Here goes. For years, my STBX maintained that his affair in 2011 had been an emotional affair only. Last July, I discovered text messages between him and his whore — my STBX had “waited and waited until the clock struck 12” so that he could be the first person to wish her happy birthday; her reply included the following, “All I want for my birthday is to have your arms wrapped around me and your body smack up against mine.”
After reading these texts, I said to my STBX, “Obviously, your affair was not just emotional.” His reply, “Yes it was!”
Me: “Then why would she talk about your arms wrapped around her and your body snack up against hers?”
Him: “She likes to sit very close to me. She always talks about how she likes to sit right next to me, very closely.”
Me: “Do you also wrap your arms around her while you’re sitting close to her?”
Yikes. Unbelievable.
The $2000.00 that was withdrawn from our a/c when I saw the statement. Well he said I just wanted to buy you an heirloom. Took him two weeks to give it to me. In August no birthday no occasion to celebrate, nothing. Gosh I nearly cried when I saw it, actually thought the diamonds were real. Oh my .. saw the same thing for $10.00 at a costume jewelry shop. I’m keeping it as a reminder… all the lies, betrayal etc in my weak moments! Oh how that strengthens me….
holy crap what a con artist!
A month after this clusterfuck began, I decided to go to the beach to try to get myself in a better space. At the time I needed to get my head right as I was very double-minded with it all (knowing what the facts are, however not acknowledging all of those facts).
I went to the beach, ALONE, and for two days I drank coffee, smoked cigarettes and read two books: Leave A Cheater, Gain A Life and From Abandonment to Healing.
Three weeks later Douchebag McGee decided he needed a weekend alone to reflect so he could come back and really work on our marriage since he was concerned I had disengaged a bit. He told me he wouldn’t be answering the phone because he really needed to be focused. The fucker even sent me a video text telling me he was going to take time to reflect so he could come back and be the husband I deserve. He ended the video with, “Just know that I love you” (should have heard “I’ll be banging my co worker this weekend but I’ll be thinking about you the whole time).
My best friend has mutual friends with homeslice and homeslice posted all over FB about her weekend with her man. Weekend ended…. he came to the house and told me he wanted to work on our marriage….I guess he couldn’t stop thinking about me while fucking her.
Needless to say, it’s been two years since the clusterfuck, I’m getting ready to sell our house; I get 100% of the proceeds (alienation of affection and criminal conversation is a great negotiation tool, if you have it in your state; especially since he married homeslice and doesn’t want her to know that about all of his attempts at wreckoncilation while they were simultaneously together; they are married now) and Douchebag McGee gets to pay spousal support for several years.
Life IS better. I was erratic during the beginning out of Fear. Fear keeps us trapped; fear can go fuck off, I will NEVER tolerate that kind of BS from anyone again.
Fuckin ay to that. We learn lessons through this pain and tune our bullshit detector!
Damn, you are awesome!
The classic: those condoms are old ones from when we were trying not to get pregnant (9 years ago?). And: I don’t wear my wedding band because it’s never been comfortable (he just realized this after 8 years of wearing it). Gosh, typing these out makes me feel like such a chump
One of mine is similar — “the condoms are gone because I use them to masturbate so I won’t leave a mess.”
Aieee.
I just posted the same “excuse” down below.
I found unopened condom packages in his travel toiletry bag. We didn’t use condoms.
He said his sister put them in his toiletry bag as a “joke.”
Mine SHOWED me a pack of condoms he had bought from a gas station while we were on a weekend trip. I was like “why? you have a vasectomy and I had a hysterectomy a couple years ago.” So he gets all pouty and butthurt and says, “It was just to make things more exciting, see, this one has knobs, and that one is neon orange,” or some such bullshit. And I’m like “But I thought guys hate condoms, and you sure used to complain. Butthurt butthead says “Well if you’re going to be so negative about it, then fine, we won’t use them.” No sex at all that weekend as I remember.
What I think of this whole weird incident? He was buying them for whoever he was screwing at that time, and got some sort of sick perverted pleasure out of showing them to me and being sooo clever. Gah!
“She has shown me some affection,” AND her vagina!
Yeah, and I wear a dental damn so as not to swallow any mosquitoes! (eye roll)
Lol!! (though in your neck of the woods, that could be a legitimate use)
Nomoreskankboy- literally snorted when I read that!
Sigh. Yup. Heard this condom excuse. As well.
Mine blamed the condoms I found in HIS truck on our 14 year old virgin son. Not long after that, I found out about a Tinder account and he pinned that one on him, too. So I had a “come to Jesus” talk with my poor kid who had no clue what I was even talking about. I’m so ashamed that I believed my husband’s lies about our son.
That is horrible. Your poor son.
My cheater bought the condoms for the “talk” that never happened between him and out high school son, but the condoms disappeared.
What a fucker.
Oh no, don’t feel bad about it. Things like this happen when dads cheat, and it’s why an abusive cheater like this can never be a truly “good dad.” Ever. Your son will understand in time what his father did & who he is as a man, and how his father’s behavior harmed him. Hugs to you.
Hopeful, I had the same “talk” with my young teen son, too, after porn sites kept popping up on our computer. I confronted cheater ex about it first, and he played all innocent and blamed our son! Of course, son denied everything, because it wasn’t true!! So when I reported this back to scumbag cheater ex, he threw son under the bus again and accused him of lying! There truly are no limits to the depraved depths to which they will sink.
I heard the same about the wedding ring…said it was uncomfortable and that he didn’t like things on his hands (said very rationally – this was the first year we were married so never imagined there was some other reason). But years later after I found out about the cheating, he said it was “in protest” – he wanted me to beg him to wear it. It made him angry that I accepted his not wanting to wear it. SO many mind games…trying to make me feel unstable and insecure and saying the opposite of what he really wanted. Chumpy me took him at his word and didn’t suspect ulterior motives.
He used to wear his wedding ring on 3rd finger. Granted, it was too big for his ring finger. Up until he took a different job that pit straim on his hands to the point that all his fingers looked like sausages. Especially the one he had the ring on. When i told him to release pressure and slide it over to his ring finger, it’s swollen and can accommodate the ring for a while, the damn fight he put up over it, Christ!of course it has *nothing* to do with the single mom Diva he sees and interacts with twice a day, yeah, nothing 🤔🤔🤔🤔.
And the hypocrisy is mind blowing. When, after 1.5 months of not a good word, no sex, no intimacy I walked in on him mid-stroking on the couch “taking a break from job search, trying to relax”…. i blew my stack. Stopped wearing my ring. He was sooo sowwwyyy…texted asking if I’ll please wear my ring again, “for him”. I told him that’s quite a cruel thing to ask of me, since he has no problem jizzing all over his ring multiple times a day while imagining fucking some random ho, and nothing left for me and our marriage. That shut him up about the ring issue.
Coincidentally, the “i wuv you, I’m sowwy” texts and attitude stopped when he started his new job and met Diva Lolobrigida, who he has to whute knight for because she has long nails…even tho the job requires working with your hands all day.
Hey at least they used protection!
I don’t trust that he was consistent in condom use in my case, but I do have some gratitude that I was personally lucky that I didn’t catch anything from his antics. (Given everything, though, I am sure his motivation would have been 100% driven by self interest, so my gratitude is universal and he doesn’t get any of it.) 😉
Well she went 100 percent without condoms or birth control. Looking back, getting pregnant would have made me chuckle!
I got the masturbate one too. My therapist literally rolled her eyes.
At least your cheater used condoms. I got, “It was just a drunken one-night stand!” when I found out about the illegitimate son for whom my x had been secretly paying child support for 13 years.
The boy’s name is Mitchell, and he lives with his mother the one-night stand in Toronto, Canada. My family refers to him as “Mitchell Snow, Bastard of the North.”
Omg. Mitchell Snow…I’m dying! 😂
My cheater husband did not use condoms with the AP I met. She had never had kids and wanted him to impregnate her. He was happy to oblige although he had a family (with chump wife, me). He offered to use condoms on me. I, the wife, started feeling like the OW!
OMG! literally rolling on the floor laughing! Cool family you got there!
I got one! A full year before he announced he haz sadz, he let me know that he was let go during a corporate reshuffle, new CEO wanted his own exec team. I babied him for a month, told him how unfair, networked like hell for him. Four years later (2 years after divorce was final) I’m on a business trip meeting a client, a client the sadz ex referred to me as she was his old boss’ wife. She asks what’s new, I say the ex is getting remarried, she asks “To the woman he got fired for?” Wha…???? Turns out the executive shift was his getting fired for fraud. He and his howorker had been charging the company to find their international vacations, including one to an exotic resort in India. Fun trying to explain to client how I’m not really such a gullible dumbass…
Holy crap!
My ex and I were separated due to his drinking but trying to work through things. We had agreed that the separation did not include dating. Apparently he misunderstood and thought that boinking a local college girl and introducing her to our son was ok. Obviously the separation moved on to divorce. One weekend I went back to the house to start packing my things and he called me to over explain a pet fish. It wasn’t his! He was pet sitting! Not sure why I would care about a flipping fish in the house but thanks for the heads up. For whatever reason he thought the fish would be the give away that the girlfriend was living in the house that I was still contributing to the mortgage and bills for. He forgot to come up with a good excuse for her bras and the vibrating cock ring though…
My x told me she left her previous marriage (and abandoned her 3 kids) because her x-husband got the baby sitter pregnant and was constantly cheating on her.
Found out in the middle of my divorce that my x had an affair on her previous husband and that she was dragging her kids around on the dates. The reason she left and abandoned the three kids is because he found out about it.
So she came to America as an illegal and left the three kids with the father and then told everyone sad sausage stories (which where lies) about what happened.
To add more salt to the wound I recently found out that she may become a citizen. There is a secret immigration court where people can be convicted of a crime (sorta) and you can’t ever mount a defense. If this court determines you are guilty then the illegal becomes an American citizen. This happens with “alleged abuse”.
So it seems my X took advantage of this loophole in the law to become an American citizen by lying to them. She was going to received deportation papers later this year as Trump was not renewing TPS programs.
Seems like this sick jerks seem to always find a way to get ahead!
Forgot to mention the secret court. The defendent is never nmotified of it and you never are aware of the accusations that have been made against you.
Basically my X told this court I physically abused her and raped her (and our daughter). I found her in the public court when she accused me of that stuff and I wun (both times she tried). My daughter also told everyone she could that her mother was lying about that and it never happened.
That’s awful. I know someone who went through that. Accused of abuse after a whirlwind marriage so she could get citizenship.
There were so many ridiculous lies. The one that stands out the most is:
“I can’t possibly be sleeping with x, y and z. I was a virgin when I met you! My high school gf (and those others I mentioned dating) never wanted to have sex!”
He was going to meet his friend Steve for a bike ride. He grabbed a beach towel on his way out the door. Me: “What’s the beach towel for?” Him: “Oh, just in case I want to shower at Steve’s house after the bike ride”. Right. Because Steve doesn’t have towels.
Found out later he was boating with shmoopie.
Another one: Me: “You’re face is sunburned”. Him: “yeah I took a call at work today and went outside because it’s a beautiful day and I was out there for an hour. Me: “Take off your shirt”. The sunburn was severe and all over his chest stomach and back. What a stupid asshole. He was at the beach. He still insisted shmoopie wasn’t there. Yeah, right
How about the sunburn which shows a large hand and arm across the lower back of the OW? Talk about a “red flag”!
“I never wear my wedding ring when I travel. I don’t want a potential terrorist to know I have a family.”
Ah, the terrorism card. Haven’t heard that before. You were married to an international man of mystery: Cheater-as-007. Brilliant!
OMG! Jenny, our cheaters were given the same terrorist briefing and security clearance. Cheater brought it to my attention, if by chance I noticed that he wasn’t wearing his wedding ring, he didn’t want potential terrorists to know he has a family. My hero…
Cheater is a pilot for a major airline, he lost his wedding band or left it in his room at least three of four times while on trip. At that time he said he removed the ring because he was afraid the wedding band might get caught in something and he’d lose a finger which could end his career. I must have had a wtf look on my face because he continued.., what if I have to walk around the plane and look at the engines.. Being the Chump I am, I never questioned him.
Now that I’m thinking about it, don’t you look with your eyes not your fingers? Have you seen the size of a 757’s engine? Excuse the late arrival pilot dumbass had to climb inside the engine and make a minor adjustment. Good thing he isn’t wearing his wedding band, safety first.
X is incapable of fixing a lawn mower.
Can you picture that? how does anyone get their hand I that close to a planes engine fan?
I really think I could win the title of Queen Chump.. at least be in the top 5.
Brit, this is hilarious! I had to LOL at your ex climbing inside the 747 engine to make a minor adjustment…
Jenny-he’s a fucktard. Never had I heard the threat of terrorists. Wow!
So crazy! Thanks for making my day!
OMG that’s hilarious!
Oh fuck that takes the piss!
LOL!!! I think we have a winner in the “hilariously stupid” category!!!
Ha! Good one! Bonus points for making it sound like he cares. Mine never wore his for fear of losing a finger on a gun trigger. His go to military excuse.
Too outrageous! What a knight!
“I don’t often protect my family from terrorists, but when I do, I always take off my wedding ring. Works every time.”
Honestly, it is a miracle any of us survived these delusional freaks and their mind-twisting lies.
The Founding Lie:
When we were first beginning to get close to one another he told me how he’d protected a black man from his racist uncle. I thought I’d found a man who was compassionate, ethical, non-racist, willing to confront injustice, and courageous, that story went a long way to my opening up and trusting him. When I recounted this story to him not too long ago (I’m only ten days out in my own place), he said “That never happened. I was telling a lot of lies at that point in my life.”
Foundational Lie:
He was hiding his true sexuality from me.
WOW!!!
I’m not lying. You are just willfully oblivious.
It says duplicate comment but I don’t see it so trying again:
He was going to meet his friend Steve for a bike ride. He grabbed a beach towel on his way out the door. Me: “What’s the beach towel for?” Him: “Oh, just in case I want to shower at Steve’s house after the bike ride”. Right. Because Steve doesn’t have towels.
Found out later he was boating with shmoopie.
Another one: Me: “You’re face is sunburned”. Him: “yeah I took a call at work today and went outside because it’s a beautiful day and I was out there for an hour. Me: “Take off your shirt”. The sunburn was severe and all over his chest stomach and back. What a stupid asshole. He was at the beach. He still insisted shmoopie wasn’t there. Yeah, right
“I had to pull into a McDonald’s with bad diarrhea. There was no (cell) signal in the bathroom.”
– My ex’s explanation to our daughter & me, when he went MIA for 90 mins on his way to pick her up from college for Thanksgiving.
GPS nailed him at a massage parlor.
“I was working late.”
He was always unemployed, and when he would get the occasional contract gig, he always ended up “working late” just before his contract ended. I ran into an old friend who confirmed he was fired from one job (the contract didn’t “just end”) because he used to cut and paste everything he wrote.
Now I know his “working late” was code for “I’m fucking around with some skank I lied to at work.”
Yes, “working late” is a classic. As well as “going to watch the game with the boys.”
My ex would NEVER tell me when he was working late when he was actually working late. He’d just come home whenever. When he started fucking around, he’d ALWAYS tell me he was working late.
Chumpy me just thought he was finally getting considerate about letting me know.
Mine was always working “in the vault,” a part of his office building that didn’t have cell phone reception, so he could rarely receive my calls at work. Find My Iphone tracked him to a “vault” alright, only it wasn’t in his office.
Other Kat,
My partner (post-separation boyfriend), too! Mine works in the defense industry and had to work in vaults and go to places (couldn’t tell me where) for a few days now and then. He was probably telling the truth. However, he didn’t bother to tell me that my replacement, his work subordinate, worked a few desks away from him. So I give him ‘partial credit’ for sometimes telling the truth! However, 50% is still an ‘F’ in my gradebook!
My partner (husband/now ex-husband) didn’t have to try to hide much as 90% of his work was away from home. He virtually lived with his one of his APs while he was away from kids and me. His colleagues, the godfather of one of my kids all knew this. I was the last to know. Being a trusting chump, I didn’t find out until he confessed to me–a decade after he started cheating on me.
I don’t know if anyone can understand this or if it happened to anyone else here, but I never experienced an open lie from cheater.
He just carried on with his life, that would be packing his duffel bag for work away, ( in which his brand new underwear was packed-which I had lovingly laundered and folded), and went out the door, happily driving off to his tru wuv’s open arms and vagina.
It was like to him I wasn’t really there, just something to pass by on the way out the door. No need to lie to me, just bypass an obstacle on the way to better pastures!
Geeeesh!
He, himself, is the big lie!
Happened to me, too. He found my replacement and continued “our” life (sans sons) with her. When I was doing the financial accounting to find the tens of thousands that disappeared, I found credit card posts from places we used to frequent, and where he was now bringing her. I used to wonder how he passed her off to the people at those places who knew me.
Pesky me wouldn’t “just die” as he had hoped. Hey, someone had to raise our sons, and they wanted nothing to do with his skanky “domestic partner.” That’s how he introduces her to people. Like she’s an obedient dog. Quite apt, actually.
I think my very (continued) existence pisses him off more than anything else in his life. Because discarded things should just disappear.
ChutesandLadders, you’re not alone! My Nex and NexMIL just want me out of the picture. You can just discard and replace someone, right? I had a cancer scare this year, told him about it and…crickets. Why won’t I just disappear from planet earth so Schmoop and him can raise our kids as the perfect, happy family? Me breathing oxygen everyday is such a drag for them. Jesus cheaters are exhausting to deal with. It’s scary that such entitled people like them exist in this world.
Yes I had/have cancer and I scheduled surgery while he scheduled plane tix and hotel reservations for he and Schmoop. “They would never let me take off work short notice for your cancer surgery” = lie. I have not seen or talked to that woman” = lie. “There is No One’s reflection or shadow in the mirror, wall picture or TV screen and I am Alone in this hotel room” = lie. “Those charges for plane tickets and double occupancy hotel room are a mistake, airlines and hotels often make mistakes, I don’t know how HER name got on the reservations and receipts” = lie This was only for Aug 2016 (DDay #3 of 4)
I am a huge chump and this first lie should have been the ‘Early Warning System’ of all lies, “My dad is dead” (July 1992), one month later: “Here are the pics of me and my dad from this Spring, don’t we look alike? He lives in next town over” = lie I should have put the photos down and walked away right then and there, saved myself 25 years of lies lies and more lies. But I am a habitual chump and I have offspring with this cheater-troll and they are amazing and hopefully kids and I can live an authentically honest, disordered personality free life from now on. FYI: Divorce was a Tuesday
Upon seeing the OW’s name written directly above his penis after he said he had ended the affair 3 months earlier: “I wrote it myself.” (He would’ve had to write it upside down).
Also, does it make it any better if HE’S writing another woman’s name on his penis???????
Omg Run
WTF?????
Incredible. OW was marking him this way so he couldn’t “cheat” on her with you, his wife. Look at what she is…dependent on the marginal scraps of what a real relationship would be like, and can’t even trust her place in that pathetic role.
The world these people inhabit. It’s like one of those dark nightmares where it isn’t anything that actually happens that threatens you, it’s the feeling of the thing. And they choose this.
What? What a dick.
Wow that’s fucking out there cookoo!
What?!!! I hate to even imagine what sort of session he must have gotten up to that involved genital signing! Was it a permanent tattoo? LOL, this must be a winner in some kind of category — maybe the gross visualization…
“I didn’t know my f*buddy and his family were staying in the same condo complex as us for spring break”
Found this information after dday. Eight million places to stay in Florida, and this happened by chance?
Hey! That happened to me, too. Guess that particular hotel in Florida was apparently the ONLY place available to stay! 😭
“The doctor said I got the crabs from a toilet seat”
This after I discovered I had crabs!
1982.
Could have saved myself DECADES of lies.
The one my college roommate got in 1989 was “I drove a tractor in a wet bathing suit that’s how I got crabs.”
I was told that I had no respect for family when he drove off to see grandpa (for the last time) at the nursing home, then go to a cousins 50th. I couldn’t grasp the time he insisted on leaving, which made me question him. Of course between all the family loyalty was a stop at a highway motel to catch 40 winks with the mow, paid with cash. Because family respect and loyalty.
I harp on this one because of the guilt I carried for years. Being told I was disrespectful and judgemental of his family. I was in fact uncomfortable because I felt everything they did and said was insincere. I was right, but the shame and guilt I’ve felt since the early nineties is really hard to shake. Still.
1. “I’m going out to shoot pool.” (Translation: I’m going to a hotel about 20 minutes away from where we live to meet a woman I “hired” from Craiglist. I paid for the room from our joint checking account. I left before she got there because I knew I couldn’t go through with it. This was the first time.)
2. “I want to fix us. I want our marriage.” (Translation: I want kibbles and I haven’t secured a new permanent chump yet.)
ICanSeeMehComing-
I got #2 as well, along with “I’m doing all of this out of fear and pain”. Fear keeps us stuck. I hope you are NC, he doesn’t deserve any piece of you. Not one bit.
I got #1 also! Hired a prostitute, but “couldn’t go through with it. So I just masturbated while she watched, but I didn’t even touch her.” Excuse me if I think that’s just as sad and pitiful as fucking a prostitute properly. While your pregnant wife is at home taking care of your mother and 3 young children 5yo and under.
Close to DD #2 He preemptively told me a crazy girl was calling him, saying that her boyfriend was in jail and she was really horny and wanted to hook up with him. He told me like it was soooo weird, and can I believe that people are so crazy? I never looked into it, but I’m sure he was covering his tracks for when whoever this OW was planned to contact me. She never did, and I’m just glad to be free from his mindfucks, lies and constant abuse.
I love today’s cartoon, reminds me so much of my Cheater. Sounds like something he’d say, or has said to me. Chumpy me thinking, there’s nothing wrong with having a friend of the opposite sex. I trust my Cheater, he isn’t like “other” guys.. Just ask him.
Brit,
You are not alone. Cartoon is spot on to what happened in my life, too, gym and all….
Well just like one of the mentioned examples, my Ex never came home one night (in Upstate NY, not Vermont), in January. He just never came home from work and because he was self employed as a home repair handyman there were no work contacts to call. I was actually worried that maybe his truck slid into a ditch in the snow somewhere so of course I called and called his cell phone all evening long, and it went straight into voice mail. Finally went to bed distraught and fell asleep while still trying to call him and leaving messages pleading for him to call me. At about 8:30 the next morning I heard his key in the door of our house, I leaped out of bed to greet him showering him with hugs and kisses and “I was so worried” etc. then asked point blank, “what happened? where were you?”
He said he had stopped in a bar on the north side of town (where we knew no one) for a couple of beers and then when he got in his truck he realized he was too drunk to drive. He’d never had trouble holding his beer before as I’d seen him line up 10 or 11 empty bottles at many a party. Still believing him, I asked, “Well WHY didn’t you CALL me????”
Oh. He said, “I dropped my phone on the floor of the truck and I was too drunk to pick it up.”
So he said he slept in the truck overnight (on one of the busiest streets in the city where a cop would probably have seen him, and where he probably would have had frikking hypothermia).
Oh gosh you poor thing! come get under the covers and get warm! I was so happy he was home.
Years later I look back on this incident and realize that the smile I thought was his happiness to be back home with me was a smirk at how gullible I was.
Oh, and to my “why didn’t you call me in the morning on your way home just to let me know you were safe?” he answered that his phone battery was dead.
One of the 2 x 4’s that helped me get over this lying asshole was a visualisation my brother provided to me; he said, WisedUp, every time you think you miss Cheater, think of him turning the key in his truck as he’s leaving the house and smiling and saying to himself, “HA! she believed me again!”
OMG – This EXACTLY! Just in Florida instead of NY, but it was still a 40 degree night. Every time I read these comments I’m amazed at how un-original they all are!
Hello upstate:)
Oh my… in our case- long working hours, no time during lunch…. fucking around and “ exploring” places… then telling me about “ the place he heard from guys at work- new restaurant etc”
🤮 taking his whores and then wife/ kids to the same establishments 🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮
Me —are you sleeping with her ??
Him—She has shown me some affection
WTF?????
Forgot to mention I guess not technically a lie
I got “I swear I never stuck my dick in her”…….right!
I still think that is a weird way to word it.
Every year he visited his friend out of state for a “show”… One year he went on vacation with his mistress. He even went so far as to “pretend” to book the flight so he could send me a “screenshot” of the flight info. He had my brother drive him to the airport so he could fuck his mistress in warm sunshiny weather. He made the “obligatory” phone calls to daughter and I as though he was really with his friend. He came home and acted as though he did not just do what he did. Upon discovery of affair, and through “trying” to work on the marriage, he never revealed this whopper of a lie.
I found out about this “vacation” while going through his phone while sitting next to him in bed. I read it through a text message someone sent him…where he exclaims to a friend, “I’m in Ft.Lauderdale and the weather’s great!”
He looked and me in a fit of rage and said “That happened ages ago!”
Me, I felt like I was finding out about the affair for the first time. It set me back big time. Him? Not one fucking bit of remorse.
I get so enraged when I picture him walking into the airport and texting her to find out where she is. They then walk up to each other smiling, kiss each other, hold hands with “butterflies” in their stomach…. after all the “suffering” of boinking each other in sleazy motels they FINALLY get to sleep in the bed all night in each other’s arms in paradise no less.
Me? I’m home saying a prayer that my husband’s plane doesn’t crash or blow up midair. Such a freakin chump!
Pret, this is how I felt when I found out (well after the fact, of course) about my ex’s first weekend away with the OW. He told me he was going to Boise (a five-hour drive) for an Imagine Dragons concert (ex was 55 at the time and I ‘imagined’ him being the oldest person there). He told me he was going with a 30-ish friend named Taylor. I asked where he was going to stay and he said, “We’re going to ‘crash’ at Taylor’s parents’ house.” Crash? He was 55! I hadn’t known him to stay anywhere less than a Marriott or a Hilton for the past 25 years. It was as if our son came home with a 55-year-old friend for a concert. I was mystified.
The day of departure was a raging blizzard that ended up dumping a foot of snow across the northwest. I said, “Are you sure it’s a good idea to drive in this weather?” but he was determined to go. OF COURSE he drove out of our driveway straight to the OW’s house and took her with him. I later had all those feelings you did, imagining how excited they must have been to get away and spend their first nights together, while I was at home shoveling snow so he could get back in the garage, and worried about driving conditions.
A blizzard! Wow, you are so much better off without someone capable of that level of deception.
I had to handle snow removal many times myself while my cheater ex hubby was off on a trip with his married male lover.
I have two that are pretty good:
1. He didn’t come home from work at all one night (with me calling his phone frantically every 20 minutes). When he got in at around 5 a.m., he said he had fallen asleep on the tiny bench in the hallway of the law firm where he worked. He was bemused that I had been so worried.
2. After D-day, and after I told him he couldn’t have us both, he was acting very depressed and mopey. One evening after dinner he said he had to go for a short walk to clear his head. He was gone for about 4 hours. When he got back, he said he had decided to walk all the way around the reservoir that was a few towns over. Ohhhhhhhkayyyyyy. I was so dumb I half believed both of these. 🙄
You were not dumb, your default setting is trust.
I would never give hobby lobby one red cent.
He took his pants in the bathroom and was in there about 10 minutes. I know he was in there texting this other lady. He comes out and I said did you take a shit. I went right in behind him. He said he tried and was constipated. I said it doesn’t smell like shit. There was nothing sprayed. What has this come to! I am here to try and smell shit!
Ha! Yes, I’ve been reduced to the fecal odor emissions police, too! However, my narcissist cheater replied, “My shit doesn’t stink.”
My wife worked in pharma sales and travelled a lot as part of the job (stop me if you’ve heard this one before.) Occasionally she would attend POA meetings in places like Vegas, Chicago Seattle etc.as part of her job. Our 16th year anniversary was coming up and she had to attend a meeting in Puerto Rico. She had been there before for another POA meeting so this was not unusual. I wasn’t happy about it but I knew her work was demanding. So I stayed home with the kids (we have two.) We texted back a forth that week (her cell phone reception wasn’t good…lol) and she told me she wished I could have been there and that I was the reason she was so successful and that she looked forward to our life together. This was not unusual as she said that often even though our relationship over the years had been a high conflict one. (She was a highly emotional woman and I had grown to accommodate her emotions.) Fast forward – A week or so after returning I woke up one night after having a hard time sleeping. ( I had been having suspicious feelings for some time.) I went down stairs from our bedroom to the office where she worked from home. Usually her laptop was passcode protected but on this occasion she had forgot to secure it. Of course I looked at her e-mail account. I saw an Expedia receipt from the previous week. There in black and white was her trip itinerary but it was for two people; her and a friend of mine who I’d recently put her in touch with to help get her into AA. My heart hit the floor… After digging into the Expedia history further I found the previous trip (two years earlier) to the island with another man who was a work colleague After the D days I began to put all the pieces together and that’s when I found Chump Lady and began to educate myself about a thing I had no idea existed – Borderline Personality Disorder…
I was the same way. Completely ignorant about the existence of personality disorder. I often think if this subject were mandatory education in our youth, none of us would have been chumps – it largely requires ignorance that this can even exist in someone. But then I also trace back my harsh education in it, and even if I’d have gotten an A in that class, I’m not sure I’d have really “gotten it” without living it. I really don’t believe I could explain cluster B to anyone who hasn’t been burned badly by it and have them really grasp it. There’s a resistance to accepting it as true. It feels like you’re accepting paranoia about people because the nature of so much of it is so vile and yet so camouflaged. And there’s a resistance to accepting its relative commonality, and to accepting yourself as vulnerable to being fooled by it. We all think we know human nature until we realize we didn’t.
My ex is a textbook Cluster B, narcissistic personality disorder. These people must normally have to be diagnosed third-hand, because they rarely seek out psychotherapy, or even ever admit there’s anything wrong with them.
I agree with you, TKO, if we’d all been educated earlier on Cluster B’s, many of us might have been avoided being chumped. I know for myself, I might have recognized the love bombing as a red flag, instead of allowing myself to be swept off my feet as I did.
Instead, I never knew such people even existed.
TKO,
I LECTURED on abnormal psychology, including personality disorders, at university while married to my Cluster B Classic! I even told myself, ‘I don’t know anyone like this.’ However, approximately a week after my husband confessed, after I thawed out a bit from the shock, the light bulb went on.
Just know that there is NOTHING you could have done differently that would have changed her behavior or ever will. She was going to cheat no matter what.
I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder in my early 20s.
I’ve never cheated. Period.
My mother strongly instilled that as an important value in a relationship. However I had other very string emotional issues and I will still abandon my self-care when there’s relational strife. I think applying PDs universally to explain away cheating behaviour is somewhat dangerous.
In my case my husband was the cheater and he doesn’t have BPD.
He does however have attachment issues. I think that generally has more to do with it. It just so happens that BPD people often have attachment issues. But that’s all “untangling the skein” and I spent enough years doing that.
I think that’s really fair to say. I’m sorry you got cheated on and I’m happy you’re here. It’s a strong message/reality. A PD is not a free pass or guarantee that someone will cheat. Cheating can be a strong indicator of a PD, but People with a PD don’t have to cheat. Rock on Alexandra.
Thanks Creativerational.
BPD is a VERY challenging diagnosis. Most BPD people don’t get diagnosed and when they do they take it very personally. It’s ironic that one of the highly-sensitive-to-criticism PDs is often blamed on most forums for relational issues across the board. My BPD was abandonment-triggered and I would end up in hospital. I also had binge-eating and binge-spending issues.
Those themselves can be toxic to a relationship and I get that. I was not a a lot of fun to be in a relationship with in my early 20s before I had EMDR therapy. Or I would be fun for a little bit and then turn into a sobbing mess.
It’s tough when you end up with an abusive partner of any type. Sometimes it’s a PD, sometimes it’s extremely poor learned behaviour and sometimes they are just an arse.
Self-diagnosing your spouse though? If it helps you say “they are nucking futs and I couldn’t go anything about that.” Then fine, great, in fact! Then you can get away from the jerky behaviour.
My only concern is that the more a PD is labelled with x aberrant behaviour, the more people attach to it. For instance, I’ve seen behaviour that is nothing short of sociopathic be assigned to BPD.
And another thing, BPD is on a spectrum. So you get BPD people that have mostly impulse control issues and emotional regulation problems. Then you’ve got those that can’t seem to have only one mood across 30 seconds who would clean out your bank account just before binge-drinking and they try to throw themselves off of a bridge because their boyfriend didn’t understand their feelings and their husband didn’t want to hear about it.
I hope you continue to comment on CL and are active in the forums. You’re a voice people need to hear! I think there are some important reasons why chumps sometimes need to ‘diagnose’ their partners, and it’s not really about dragging a diablgnosis through the mud- for many, it’s about how they need to put the things their spouse did into a ‘and this is why it’s not your fault’ box. Because chumps spend years trying to fix everything, and trying to get used to what the cheaters expectations are and plan for it… and sometimes it needs a box of “this person has a personality disorder so that’s why you can’t actually deal with it” to be enough for them to step away and finally work on them. I honestly don’t know the stats on personality didsorders but I do agree with CL that cheating is at the very least a narcissistic action, and often the bullying and mindfucking abuse that comes with it is disordered. If chumps need to tell themselves that their cheater is mentally ill to get away? I am ok with it. But I definitely understand your concern and also understand that you have done a lot of work to be functional and balanced and healthy. That’s incredible. It gives me hope.
Alexandra-I am so glad you posted this. My daughter has BPD and relationships are challenging for her-her fear of abandonment is intense. Cheaters are assholes and self-serving POS who display narcissistic type behavior.
X like to abuse substances secretly. Therefore everything out of his mouth is generally a lie or abusive or completely charming.
“When people go out in England they usually stay out overnight. Ask my sisters!! They do it all the time!”
“My buddy got hit by a car walking home in the city. I have to go get him at the ER.” (At 10pm-came home at 8am just in time to shower and leave again)
And then there is the old standby…”I drove a buddy home and had a drink but I know you don’t want me to drink and drive so I stayed there but my ran out of charge and he could find his phone and doesn’t have a home phone.” Sigh.
“I played pro soccer for Crystal Palace. I was a striker underneath Ian Wright, but I got injured a few years into it and had to quit.”
“ Yes, I am married but she is my best friend who helped get me a green card. I cannot wait for you to meet her!” (I asked when he asked me out and was surprised at his answer so I asked for divorce papers…they weren’t divorced . Yet. But…he brought me signed divorce papers one week later before our first date so I believed this red flag explanation completely-the biggest issue I had was that he got a green card this way. I kept asking to meet her but he didn’t get around to it until two years later. It was a very strange meeting on my first Mother’s Day, of all days. Turns out, after phone records, that he has been speaking with her the entire marriage even though he told me he stopped communicating with her due to the fact that she was “in love with him” the whole sham marriage. I know it sounds ridiculous written down but I believed this too.)
“I used to be a junky but after rehab and meeting you, I know I will never touch cocaine again.” (In reality after seeing bank records of his accounts and looking at retirement accounts, he was taking out almost as much as he made in cash and not paying bills for years. He also took out numerous loans from his retirement funds, payday loan places and friends and family that he kept secret.)
“I would kill myself if you divorced me” (this one may be partially true as I believe he would kill himself if he didn’t have a host. He will always have a host.)
Yep, disordered addicts/alcoholics will always find a host, I know from X. One reason they always keep a backup somewhere.
Back when we were just dating in college, we got into an argument and he then told me that he was really unhappy at college and I was the only thing keeping him there. If we broke up he would just drop out and move back home. That is where he started making me feel guilty to do what he wanted.
At the end, he told me that if he lost his shop because of a divorce, he would just quit or get fired and move back to where he grew up (in other words, I would be on my own not just with the kids but financially too). That time, I called him out on the threat and manipulation. And told him to find somewhere else to live. Only took me 26 years to finally see it.
These antibiotics? For prostatitis. (Nope. For an std).
I’m in bed all the time because I’m tired from my ms. (He has ms. But he was sexting strangers).
I’m late because I toured a medical marijuana facility (sex with strangers).
When asking for butt play on his butt I asked if he’s gay (I don’t think so).
I ask why are you hiding money? “Because you’ll just spend it all, I’m responsible. I’m trying to save.”
(Meanwhile $6500 spent on hookers. Std tests. Cialis.)
I don’t call on my lunch break anymore because I’m napping in my car due to ms fatigue (was having sex with strangers)
Ms was the perfect cover. Mood swings. In bed all the time.
Dday was “I’m being extorted by a transgender prostitute” as I stood naked in a towel asking him if he was cheating because I developed herpes sores
I hate cheaters! I absolutely hate cheaters.
What an asshole-the disregard for your health seriously pisses me off.
The most outrageous lie he ever told?
Sorry but that would be that he loved me and was my best friend. That has been the hardest lie to accept.
But really, there are so many. Probably the one about his circus clown landlord who he made me believe was someone else. When he was suddenly hospitalized for an infection she was the one who drove him to the hospital and stayed with him. His Mother knew her real name and we argued about it me thinking she clearly had the name wrong. No, she had it right. Why lie about the landlord’s name? To protect her from me, he said.
Unbelievable. You move out to the circus clown’s cottage to get your mind straight with AA and the sober life and the circus clown who runs the local AA group enables you to cheat on your wife, abandon your family and even begin to go to church every Sunday with her as her prize.
Prize? I think not.
Jodi Lynch, telling us they love us, that we’re their best friends, building our trust, is the biggest lie.
We loved them and were led to believe they loved us just as much. They’re incapable of loving anyone or having empathy. Clearly he doesn’t have a conscious.
Read Martha’s post above, she offers some great advice.
Your X sounds like a creep and I’m glad you’re away from him.
He does sound like a “prize” a booby prize, and my guess is they deserve each other.
Just found out tonight that he broke his five year sobriety. I rang to say goodnight to the kids, they stay at his once a week. His phone rang out and went to v mail as he was at an AA meeting, kids sat at his house while he was out, they are 10 and 13. It dawned on me whilst lying here thinking about it that in the last few months I have drawn firm boundaries and been pretty damn good at NC. He doesn’t have anyone to vent his self hatred on. He has no one to emotional abuse and guilt trip as I have drawn up the draw bridge and I think, please tell me if this sounds rubbish he has turned it on himself?
For now, this may be true. But he will find someone else to do those things for him. My ex did the same, and it lasted for a few months.
Being at an AA meeting is better than leaving the kids to drink at a bar.
Lady B, find out whether he can leave kids that age alone, in your jurisdiction. Or at least offer to have the kids when he has meetings. And let the kids know to NEVER get in a car with him if he has been drinking, they should call you right away!
So scary when someone who has an addiction relapses, and they have time w/the kids.
They often find their next AP at AA meetings; that’s what they do. Then there will be TWO dysfunctional people in the relationship. Be careful about the kids when they’re at his place. It’s not unheard of that the two people will relapse into their addictions and you don’t want the kids in contact with that.
Hi Karen and Soldering.
They are ok being left alone as they have had to be independent from an early age.
My concern is them being in the car with him. When my first born was one he drove around during the day with him in the car and he was drinking, yes, I was at work and it was the start of his bender. His style is to get wiped out for a few days like a bum then come crawling back feeling sorry for himself. I should have called the police on him. So dumb but always tried to help him. It did not happen again but I will talk to my boys about what to look out for and my older son needs to have his phone with him.
Ex tried to guilt trip about it last night. Honestly the amount of shit and support I gave him when he was drinking was unreal. I’m done, not my circus anymore. I will keep my ear to the ground and have an honest conversation with the kids, they are pretty bright.
I have 100 percent custody so any time he has, atm about 8 hours a week is up to me.
Yeah, that’s where cheater ex found schmoopie. She was screwing her way through AA trying to find the most solvent guy so she could suck as much money and resources as possible from him. Poor cheater ex, here he thought it was tru luv.
Self-loathing I’m sure. I would just be aware of what he says to the kids. When I would no longer participate with Douchebag McGee’s antics, he started triangulating with my daughter. She had to listen to his sad sausage lies; it wasn’t fair to her. Even though cheaters are adults, they don’t play by the same rules as responsible adults and will use whom ever they can to get their narcissistic bucket filled.
Yes he is already using them as pawns doing things like refusing to take them at the last minute if we have an argument on the phone and playing the victim and slap talking me to them. I can’t control it just try and be the adult and be honest with my kids. He’s a man child and trying to mold his behaviour is a pointless task. I just need to try and stay ahead of his game. AA partner if it happens will get nothing, he doesn’t know how to support someone emotionally and has no money. He thinks he’s awesome though.
Lady B, I would be concerned about him directing his anger towards your children. There’s always someone they’re going to take their anger and self hatred out on.
He does sound like a man child. Have the honest conversation with your kids. It sounds like they’re probably aware of a lot of his problems already.
Good luck…,
The ex got into the routine of showing up two days later than expected after a weekend at the track riding motorcucles. It was two hours away. The last excuse I ever heard was that, “he was just too tired from riding so hard to drive home.” I now wonder how much thought went into that play on words and him getting smug satification that he really meant he rode his whore hard for the last two days. I looked straight through him like he was an idiot.
The next time he left for the track was unknowlingly the last time he had a family at home. He picked up his current GF( had her signature on supoenoed docs from the track) and we got the hell out of there.
He said at one point that he had better not ever come home to an empty house. It was only half empty.
Oh the lies cheaters love to tell. My stbx told me he was going to his friend Bills birthday party. A few weeks later I saw his picture on my cousins facebook page at her 50th birthday party. He denied it was him. He ordered a Bluetooth from Amazon. When he opened the box I saw 2. He said it was a mistake and he would send it back. I found out that he bought it for her. I could go on and on.
When I discovered yet another sex site email chain between him and some slut. He told me he only went on the site when we were fighting and nothing happened and then he had to keep communicating with her because he was being blackmailed for money if he stopped. That one was a real head scratcher. Makes me laugh now though.
My oldest daughter was born with darker skin. I had suspected that my stbxw was having an affair. So I flat out asked her if this child was mine. So she gaslighted me by lying “She must have inherited Native American from my grandfather, or inherited Greek skin color from your grandmother” She would continue that lie for 14 years. As a chump I believed it. Finally I did a DNA test on my daughter. Turned out she wasn’t mine. She had an affair with a Mexican. When I look at my daughters pictures I can see it. I heard later that a lot of people suspected she had a child by another man but never told me. I guess love is blind.
That’s just wrong on so many levels I don’t know where to begin. Sorry man.
I’m so sorry.
Another lie was when I found a secret bank account her explanation was “I read that a lot of women get shafted financially by their husbands so I want my own bank account and money” As a Chump I believed her. It was so she could spend money on the affair without me knowing. She is an accountant, I trusted her financially.
I’m sorry for you. I’m happy you got a child out of the mix, because it seems like the one thing people seem to find strength in is that ‘at least I have my kids.’ You’re your daughters father, regardless of the donor. She needs you with a monster like that for a mom.
An oldie but a goodie:
Her: “When we terminated that pregnancy? It was probably his. See what I sacrificed for you? See how much I love you?”
Me: Aghast, in shock—not because it was his, and not because she had lied, but at what she said after that information. I filed not long after this.
Mine fell pregnant twice. One she lost and one she carried to full term. Both were ‘accidents’.
That’s when I phoned a lawyer.
That line is creepy, like the lines from the female murderer in the movie Gone Girl.
The video of his penis was because he needed to show our possible surrogate mother what she was going to encounter which I didn’t know about and he said to her I love you because how he was not going to love the person that was about to give her body to carry a baby for us.
Strange and very incoherent argument from my today’s ex-husband.
What? He had sex with the surrogate mother rather than simply donate sperm? And then the surrogate mother became his AP?
You can’t make this stuff up these days
Tempest, I guess he didn’t want to have it “hand” delivered!
Surrogate wife, I’d say.
One day I found his pay stub that his company never gives him a paper copy of. He was getting bonuses and sending them to a separate account. A few weeks before I specifically asked about the stubs and the bonus- I was told he doesn’t get either. Upon finding them, I confronted him only to be told that he was hiding the money because he wanted to buy “tools” to repair the house. He didn’t tell me because I would get mad at him. Tools to repair the house? This from the guy who put a bucket under the leak in the roof and never let on that it bothered him.
Please tell us you got half of that secret account in the settlement?
Mine sent me a long, fantastical email detailing all of our many expenditures to explain away the six-figure credit card debt I had recently discovered (like many chumps, I trusted him to manage our money). Expenditures such as, me taking trips to visit colleges with our son, which I paid for in cash out of the personal savings account I opened after I discovered the debt.
He ended the email with, “I may not be a prudent fiscal manager and good budget keeper but I do not steal money or hide money from my family. I do not cash $1000 plus checks and secret away that money (or spend it on other stuff)–I’ve always used our Savings accounts for pocket cash.That is the truth.” Hm. Until he wrote this, it had never even occurred to me that he might be hiding money or cashing $1000 checks. My forensic accounting during the divorce uncovered financial documents dating back 20+ years showing that of course he’d long been doing both.
Oh, and here’s a hilarious lie I set him up for during settlement negotiations, which didn’t help his case with the mediator. “I see here in 2005 that you cashed a check for $5000 but that it didn’t get deposited into any of our other accounts.” He told me that back then the private school our children went to would only accept cash deposits on the next year’s tuition. Do I look like I just fell off the turnip truck? When I asked him to explain the other cashed checks throughout that same year, which also never got deposited into any of our other accounts, I got the stare. He got the credit card debt.
They were just running buddies
(When taking the kids to the pool) she just showed up!! It was such a coincidence!! But our kids love her kids, they had so much fun.
They weren’t having an affair, she offered him a place to stay after I kicked him out. They fell in love (and started fucking) after I “rendered him homeless”
I was such a chump that my EIGHT YEAR OLD had to tell me something was up. “She’s too loving to my dad. It’s weird”. Ya, that’s the impression I got too sweetie. (As an adult shouldn’t I have been more on top of it?? Refused to believe the stupid lies that’s ll pointed in the same direction? BEFORE the kids found out??)
Triumph- we all have eaten lies when our hearts are hungry. You are not like him and thought he played by the same rules (being faithful, honest, integrity) He sucks. You don’t.
We fall in love for real and give them so many benefits of the doubt.
side note: Cheater Wife had her own little ‘innocent’ pool meetup coincidences with 2011 emo affair Dday#1 partner. Turned out they were calling each other setting them up. I decided to show up to “swim” unannounced. ‘Military Dad’ decided oops we need to leave I forget that we need to uhhhhhhh go do something uhhhhhh that we forgot about uhhhhhh. See ya.
Me: “Tell your wife in Afghanistan war zone I said hello.”
Me upon opening a letter from our health care provider which had his STD results: If you haven’t had sex with anyone, why did you get tested for all these STDs?
Him: When I was walking around the porn store, I picked up a book. I was scared I got something on my hand.
I then found out he had asked our pediatrician for the tests when he had taken the kids in for their check ups. One more:
Me when I found out 3 months after the fact that he had gotten arrested: what do you mean you need money today for a lawyer?
Him: I went to McDonalds when I left the porn store and ordered a coke. All I did was talk to the prostitute when she asked for money for her meal. I never touched her and I never even looked at her. Can you believe they arrested me?
HaHa he must of ordered a Happy Meal.
Where to start?
1-Three months after the wedding, a condom is missing from the bathroom closet, right after Hannibal has gone to a conference.
Me: “Where did that condom go?”
Hannibal: “I don’t know. I might have used it to masturbate just to see how it felt.”
2-In 2006, while at a conference in Mexico, Hannibal calls and asks for a divorce.
Me: “Is there someone else?”
Hannibal: “No” [gradwhore had issued an ultimatum to him]
3-He dumps gradwhore instead, and I don’t find out about their affair for another 8 years, when I find his notes preparing for a sexual harassment hearing (no statute of limitations on sexual harassment at the University).
Me, in shock, “You fucked around on me?!?”
Hannibal: “No, it was just kissing.” [cough, bullshit, cough]
4-Two days before the divorce is final, a friend tells me that he took gradwhore to Mexico with him. I remember how flat his voice was when he asked for a divorce, and twig.
Me: “Was she in the room with you when you called to ask me for a divorce 8 years ago? Tell the truth!”
Hannibal: [loooooooooong pause] “No”
Me (screaming): “Liar!! I trusted you!! Why don’t you just die?”
Hannibal (shocked), “Tempest, listen to how you’re talking to me!”
“It’s not my decade of cheating on you by sexually abusing my students that’s the problem. The problem is that you’re yelling at me.”
While i was in investigator mode – i found all these calls and texts to one number. When asked who this person is – he said it was the person he gets drugs from cause he likes to get high sometimes. This guy never did drugs. Lmao. I told him to call and place an order – ofcourse fuckhead couldn’t. Looking back it was hilarious.
“I’m not a cheater, I’m a drug addict !!!! ” lol
Oh well, that’s okay. Everything’s cool then…They are idiots.
This one is easy for me. On Dday, when I found texts between my then pregnant wife and her dentist, about how he might be the father of her child, she denied having sex with the dentist. She claimed she had him fooled that she was pregnant by him, even though they had never had intercourse.
Really? A grown man with his own children, a medical professional, he doesn’t understand how babies are made? Really?
LOL!
When he was flirting with and courting Schmoopie right in front of me when I was 6 months pregnant:
(holding my hand and looking me in the eye) “I’m not interested in her. You’re my lady, and you play second-fiddle to no one.”
That was the second day of a 6-month affair.
“We NEED to text at night. He’s on the late security shift, and he has to coordinate with me when things come up.”
Actually, a much better one was, “He has a son with his EX girlfriend.”
But I didn’t know that was a lie until two years later.
That was a whopper, though I’m not sure if it was her lie or his. Once she found out, though, it didn’t really matter because she chose the road of complicity rather than integrity.
My husband was out on Bond for a felony drug charge. The FEDs put him into a drug rehab. He tested positive for drugs 53 days straight. I questioned that. He replied, “I did so many drugs it is accumulated in all my body parts now.” He was thin and only went at about 150 pounds on a heavy day. He won the prize in Federal Court. They were amazed he tested positive for so many days straight. Go to Jail, Go directly to jail, Do not pass Go.
Business meetings business meetings business meetings!
So many ridiculous whoppers, which are hard to share because they make me look like a complete moron – but in my defence, he turned lying into an art form and could fake sincerity so well it brings a chill to my bones to remember. “I took her back to the office at 2am because it was just up the road from the bar, and she was really drunk and needed a glass of water and somewhere to lie down. Just letting you know, just in case it comes up – security at work are making out like it was something sinister, you know?”
How clever-preemptive lying !
“I’m attracted to you” – non stop porn obsession gawking at women who are the polar opposite of me. Walked home from work to catch him mid-stroke to “yogapantspussy” which caused the last blowup.
“You’re enough for me, you fulfill me!” – pay no mind to the female coworker i interact with on a daily basis. I don’t have conversations. I know nothing about her….proceeds to drop tidbits of personal info about her and her life.
Picked up our landline extension once and he was on there, listening to a woman talking about giving a blow job. He said it was a wrong number.
shit, my wrong numbers just want to sell me solar panels.
Knitted, thanks for posting this. I was getting horribly depressed reading about all these awful people, and your comment gave me my first laugh. This lie is so, so preposterous that it shook me out of my funk.
My ex told me that he had won a $150 margarita machine as a door prize at a regional meeting for his new company. Sort of made sense—maybe a vendor wanted to have some sort of fun perk for the sales advisors. We had a great time making frozen drinks & slushees for our 9 year old, who loved it. He talked about taking it to my parents for Thanksgiving & we could all have margaritas while we watched football that weekend.
It was a gift from his main girlfriend, Sunny Delight (the one he was going to marry, not the one he was cheating on her with or any of the women he was trying to hook up with on the side).
What a ego trip that must have been to have his whole chumpy family enjoying a gift from SD! What kibbles (or would it be cake?)to see it every day on the kitchen counter! Why was I such a bitch that I didn’t want our daughter to drink infidelity slushees?
Oh, other good lie was that whole business meeting overnight next Tuesday, was actually a 2-star motel in Arkansas. Seeing their text convo about whether to spend the extra $40 for a jacuzzi tub was a little sad. I wanted to tell SD that if she was going to cheat on her husband with a married man, she should hold out for one who could spring for the Peabody at least. Of course, since I kicked him out on Friday, he was unexpectedly free that week.
Wow, Tbone, your cheater was really wicked. Having her present in your Kitchen! A most sacred place in a home. He is evil.
“I fell asleep in a hotel lobby and shit myself, that’s why I didn’t tell you where I was”
The truth?
“I was fucking prostitutes”
So he shits himself in a hotel lobby and this happens while asleep. And did not see a neurologist after such catastrophic symptoms? And You believed this? You Win!
I’m sorry but I can’t stop laughing! If that was a believable option as an alternative excuse then you definitely do win!
Itdoesn’tchange, I’m laughing too! Sorry. That is so self deprecating (decimating) that he’d even admit to shitting himself ! There was nothing better he could think to say????!
Or is it “defecating?”
IDC, henceforth, I shall call your ex TDA= The Defecating Asshole!
Lady B, I would be concerned about him directing his anger towards your children. There’s always someone they’re going to take their anger and self hatred out on.
He does sound like a man child. Have the honest conversation with your kids. It sounds like they’re probably aware of a lot of his problems already.
Good luck…,
2015 found out Cheater Wife was communicating with her exboyfriend through Facebook. (note: this exboyfriend has a position which could lead to him being my boss, so over the years I have had to worry about this happening- so this guy has been on my radar). I ask her why she’s doing this (for all the obvious reasons) but also because at the beginning of our relationship she told me that exboyfriend was emotionally and physically abusive to her and had friends that she suspected of being pedophiles . She flat out denied that she ever said any of this. I’m like whaaaaat??? So she was either lying to me 17 years ago or she was lying to me then. Either way I felt like I was with a total sociopath (who I had already gone through an emotional affair Dday with in 2011). She claimed she was only Facebook friends with him because she wanted to see pictures of his wife and family and that she hadn’t directly communicated with him (a lie- I looked over and saw her text him in the middle of daughter’s game- although I couldn’t see the message itself). She of course deleted. Two years later of course full affair with some other guy- massage boy.
Dishonesty is the disordered’s natural state of mind and inclination.
As I have said before…. we were married to the same woman! Facebook reconnect with exbf then full on sex with younger guy!
I was 6 months pregnant with our firstborn (20 years ago). Long story short, he was getting ready to go out with some friends and I was going to go visit my mom overnight. I had NO reason at this point to not trust him.
I had a very strange dream at my mom’s that prompted me to leave early and go home the next morning. In this dream, he & his ex high school girlfriend were standing in our living room laughing & pointing at me. I had never met her…only seen her in pictures.
I get home and he is still in bed. I went to wash a load of laundry & noticed the shirt he had put on the night before had been washed & was still in the washer. HE NEVER DID ANY LAUNDRY…EVER, SO I’M THINKING WTF??
When he woke up & I asked him why he’d washed his shirt. His reply was that he had spilled beer on it & didn’t want it ruining a good shirt. What, you can think of doing laundry while your drunk but not while your sober??
I think it was two days later that I found out that he’d been seeing his ex girlfriend (the one in my dream) behind my back.
*Sigh*…oh the coulda, shoulda, wouldas I’m thinking about right now…
That sixth sense is interesting isn’t it? Had a similar type of nightmare that came true.
What was it?
I’m guessing the classic lipstick on the collar and/or her perfume.
Sorry knittedrobin…I just realized that reply was for Zell LOL
Very interesting indeed. I’m so sorry you experienced the same…I just remember waking up very disturbed & knew I had to get home.
I had a dream xhole was dead. I’m hoping that is a 6th sense premonition.
One can only hope, right?? 🙂
I had a dream for years that my husband was with some shady woman. I couldn’t really see her.
After he finally admired that he had slept with a prostitute, I never had that dream again. It plagued me for eight years.
One time I had this feeling that I needed to go home “RIGHT NOW.” So I did. I caught him…. ugh. I can’t even say it in text here yet.
Let’s just say trust your gut.
Amazing how those “Spidey Senses” just kick in sometimes.
After DDay, I asked how he met her. He told me in line at Chipotle. That it was a long line on a Friday and they got to talking. They were both getting their orders to go. He said she got her food and left. And when he left with his food, she was outside waiting for him and gave him her number and he called it a few days later. He also said she was just someone he talked to and only kissed a few times and never romantically because they were in a public park.
The truth….he had been responding to ads posted by women on Craigslist. Then he started posting his own ads on Craigslist seeking sex and an affair. She responded to his ad. The public park and lunch had some truth…they’d meet up in a public park to have sex in his vehicle on his lunch hour.
Almost 6 months out from DDay. Divorce was final 5 weeks ago today. Sale of the marital house and purchase of my own house happens this coming Monday. Was married 20 years. He moved out a month after DDay and I filed for divorce. He moved his Craigslist find in with him. He says he plans to marry her. I thought he was my best friend. It’s been really rough, but Chump Lady, Chump Nation, my parents, my sister, and friends have helped me through! It’ll take time, but I’m on my way to meh!!! And ‘no contact’ is spectacular advice. I have 2 kids but only discuss the bare minimum with him.
OnMyWay, you’re doing great! You deserve someone who will treat you well and be TRUTHFUL with you! Glad the No Contact is helping! I too found it made a huge difference.
He doesn’t qualify to even be thought of as a best friend – what a jerk.
On our first date I asked him why his last marriage ended. He got teary-eyed and told me that his ex had a 5 year affair with his best friend.
I felt SO terrible for him. Come to find out…it was he that had a 5 year affair with her best friend…whom he also cheated on me with. And he cheated on his first wife with wife number 2.
Ummm–my head is swimming in circles! How did he keep them straight? How can YOU keep it straight?!
My ex, henceforth known as Captain America for several absurd and eye-rolling reasons, insisted that he and OW (a longtime close friend of mine and wife of one of his best friends) spent dozens of entire nights awake talking on the phone and in person about our respective marriages and how to make them better.
I got that one too. “See I needed someone to talk to about you.”
Same here. After dday When I saw the phone log with thousands of calls I got…I’m talking to her because she is the only one who understands what I’m going through because she’s going through it to… she was also married. Wtf
Ditto! “I just needed someone to talk to because I never got over your (fictitious) affair from 15 years ago.” I suggested we go to marriage counseling. Apparently he wanted to go 15 years ago and I didn’t (don’t recall that conversation), so because I wouldn’t go 15 years ago – we don’t need to go now. He’d rather just “TEXT” an apparent marriage professional about all his problems and what a horrible wife I was.
In a post D-Day discussion before I eventually went NC, I expressed incredulity that Cheater had, as he claimed, been unhappy in our relationship the entire 16 years we were together and he said:
“Oh, please! Dozens of times I begged you to go to counseling, WisedUp! And every single time you refused!”
Since this never actually happened, I said so and he replied,
“Oh come now, WisedUp! We BOTH KNOW that as you are getting older you are developing memory problems!”
Classic gaslighting at its best.
Liar liar pants on fire, what a coward.
Like dude, this is my life, I know what I have done and what I have refused, I am well aware
My cheater went to Alghanistan for 4 months to work in a base clinic. When he returned, my sister and I put yellow ribbons on the trees down the road to greet him.
4 years later in counseling in a ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous waste of time trying to respond to his “I thought you didn’t love me” ……. I reminded him of some of these lovely things we all had done, in addition to taking care of his son during that time.
He didn’t remember that, “probably PTSD from working in a clinic for 4 months”(no battle time)
“Oh, maybe that’s why I cheated, yeah PTSD”
Good try.
I walked out of counseling that night. I was done.
Ah yes, the old, “She’s the only one I can talk to.” I could never get over the fact that I–the wife of 30 years–was apparently someone he COULDN’T talk to.
I really think it was “She’s the only one I can bitch about you to, who will also give me blow jobs.”
He said he was going on a 4 day camp to help disabled people surf. He is a care worker and had done this the year before. Found out a year later he was at a luxury apartment about 2 kms from our home near the beach with Tinkerbell who had flown in from Singapore. Only found out because my desk top was trying to pick up the hotels wifi. Truly mind blowing as he peddled her around the small town we live in. I’m sure if he saw someone we knew he would have told them she was his sister and got his jollies. Fucking a hole!
He said it only happened once. When I asked him what happened to all the OTHER Viagra pills, he said he gave them all away to his friends….Ya,….riiight.
Ah the missing ED pills – mine said he got them for his ‘friends’ because they were too ashamed to go to the local pharmacy and get them.
I got that one too about the Viagra pills!
My ex-cheater must have had a lot of “friends” because after he died, the contents of his office contained multiple empty-Viagra prescription bottles-
And none of that was used with me
I just can’t trust you emotionally, you were supportive and a shoulder to cry on after our miscarriages but you just don’t understand how I feel.
Told repeatedly many times whenever I sensed her being distant or “weird”. SHE couldn’t trust ME, Projection at 100ftx100ft 8k resolution.
Ah, same old cliched lies and betrayal in my life too – but nowadays I have some very favourite lies from my stbx. I keep them close, just in case I ever feel the slightest bit of kindness towards him.
I do like the ones I found in the e-mails he sent to the OW before D-Day, detailing his success in business, his past, all the things he had done and was doing … all total bullshit. He’s lied to her from the start and she doesn’t even know it.
I quite like the lies that he still tells me and the children about where he is (e.g. at work) when quite often (because I’m still involved with the business a little) I know that he isn’t. The OW only really works for him as a secret, sneak-around thing, you see (she’s just a bit inadequate).
The best one of all is from when I tripped over a dating profile he’d put up several months after D-Day. The new relationship with the OW was supposedly in full swing, proper honeymoon level. However, in the profile he says he’s single and this means he’ll have lots of time to lavish on a prospective partner, that he’s looking for the passion that’s missing in his life. She would turn herself inside out if she saw that – it’s the same line he used on her….
And I even like the ones I don’t even know about. I’m so certain he’s still lying to her, still trawling dating websites, communicating and quite possibly seeing (fucking) other people. Makes me quite cheerful.
They lie because they’re lying liars who lie. They did it to us and they’ll do it to the next one, and their accountant and their clients and any friends they have left and the lad in the garage and the old dear in the shop and the milkman and just anyone. Now we know. Better off gone.
Sparkledick would tell me about all the business trips he took with “my team”. After one of these trips he actually got me to help him retrieve a “team member”‘s lost luggage, checked in under sparkledick’s name because she had exceeded her allowance of two 32 kg bags. Now that is A LOT of shopping for someone who is supposed to be working. Talking of an avalanche of spackle, chump here did not add up time for work versus time for shopping (because in the evening there was no time for shopping, of course they were busy fucking).
Now my chump dad’s outrageous lie would be to have raised a daughter who stuck out from his other four children like a corn cob in a pile of coffee beans. My mother was a master manipulator. My dad, a master spackler.
Oh there were so many!!! We had just been out of town for the weekend for a wedding. We got home and he didn’t even come inside and see our kids. He said he was going for a motorcycle ride.
ME: Really? You aren’t coming in to see the girls?
HIM: I need to unwind.
ME: You just rode in a car for four hours and you want to go ride some more??
HIM: Is it a problem for you if this is how I unwind?
He really just needed to be able to call his AP since he was stuck with me all weekend and didn’t have any alone time for a conversation.
On my way to work I stopped at husband’s business to drop off some money that we had borrowed from the business the previous weekend for a dog we purchased. He wasn’t there. I knew about his affair at this point (tho he had promised me he had stopped seeing her) so I called him and asked if he was at his office. He said yes! LIE!
ME: I am sitting here now and you are not here?
HIM: Well I had to stop at the lawnmower place to pickup parts.
ME: Well why did you say you were at the office then?
HIM: I didn’t want (his business partner) to know where I was.
ME: HUH?????? He’s not on the phone with you……I am!!!!
Not that I know for sure but I am guessing that he was with the OW.
God…..he wasn’t even a GOOD liar!!!!!
OMG! Your story just reminded me of the time, as I was sitting in my breakfast room, POP called and asked me if I wanted him “to prepare the tilapia that you left out to thaw”.
“What tilapia?”
“The tilapia you left next to the sink, baby”.
“Where are you?”
“In the kitchen, baby. Where to you think I am?” (Yep, he actually said that)
Blah blah……he suddenly meant he was at the grocery store, standing at the fish department and did I want him to buy some tilapia for dinner.
We all know where he really was.
I’d feel stupid if this ‘fish story’ wasn’t so funny….
Right after Dday, Ex was going on and on about this fabulous guy she JUST met. She knew that I knew about OM1 who had just dumped her but she didn’t know that I knew about OM2 and OM3 (this guy) and they had been seeing each other for 6 months not just met.
She said that he was studying to be a Preacher and was administering to her spiritual needs in this difficult time of her husband (me) cruelly abandoning her.
My response was that she met him 6 months before and based on her sexts with him, he was administering to more than her soul (dummy didn’t realize that AIM had a logging function that was ON). After all, he IS her Panda Bear (yech her pet nickname for him).
She called me every name in the book and now Panda Bear who “she just met” is married to her.
I honestly have no idea how that pair of panties (that aren’t yours) got shoved into the back of a drawer in the guest bathroom. It’s a complete mystery!
Yep. Panties. ‘Those were in a rental backpack that got returned.’ … maintains to this day that these PARTICULAR panties were not from an affair, they were in a backpack that had been rented from his job.
Sir, I’m a woman. No bitch, no matter how novice wears polyester non breathable thongs to go backpacking- and even if they were that dumb (hello infection and or chaffing from lace) they would smell horrific. This was normal everyday slut juice worn underpants. Not ‘I’m an idiot and went hiking in super inappropriate underpants’ skeazy sweaty skiddy underpants. Also- if you did find worn underpants in a returned backpack, wouldn’t you have a laugh and throw them out? Why the fuck would you bring them home? Oh. Right. You’re a lecher.
I found panties and a bra in the basement behind the couch as I was cleaning up after our daughter had a bunch of friends stay overnight after prom. I said, “Ask your friends which one of them this belongs to and get it back to them ok?” Took picture, sent it to her friends. None of them claimed. Chilling. Not really a lie in line with today’s theme but. Still.
Ok one more.
Him: I want to join a gym so that is something I can do with our teenager.
Me: OK
Him: spends thousands on gym membership.
Me: OK
Me: Can I join the gym and come along with you guys?
Him: No. this is something for just us.
Me: OK
One day, him: I have to get to bed early, I’m going to the gym tomorrow.
Daughter: Can I go along?
Him: No
I think withholding and allowing you to assume it’s your kids friends… totally counts as a lie
One of sparkledick’s brothers actually said the exact same words to his chump as the guy in Tracy’s cartoon. Sparkledick has seven brothers, ALL of them are cheaters and self-interested opportunists in one or more ways.
After I found the texting exchange between him and a Tumblr porn star/local escort, with plenty of “loves” and “babies” being bandied about:
First lie: “She’s a lobbyist I met on the Hill…”
Second lie: “That’s just the way she talks to everybody.”
Third lie: “I was just getting her some weed…”
Fourth lie: “No, she has never been to our house…”
Fifth lie: “Of course I didn’t fuck her…”
Then, after I stupidly, STUPIDLY decided to forgive and forge ahead:
“I got laid off from my job – it was me and ‘Sarah’…”
After I found out “Sarah” was still employed and had not only NOT been laid off, but promoted to VP:
“Why are you even looking at their website? She must’ve played the woman card and cried discrimination to keep her job…” (Asshole)
Turns out he quit his job because he was about to be put on a performance plan – I think that’s a lie too. He only came “clean” after I found hundreds of videos of him taping women at work, on the train, out at brunch with us, at my daughter’s school, on escalators up their skirts – doing this shit for years. I suspect this “performance plan” was really them catching him in the act and calling him out on it and he got fired. I honestly don’t know what to believe – but I know I can’t believe HIM anymore!
“I would never fuck A******”
(Sister in law)
“Have you looked at her? Why on earth would I fuck something so ugly and dumb? I can have hedge fund managers, lawyers – you think if I’m going to cheat I’ll fuck an employee? I grow employees, I get satisfaction from watching them improve when I help them. What the hell is wrong with you? You need to talk to s doctor about medication. Staying at home gives you way to much time to make shit up in your head. You’re losing your mind.”
Apparently dumb and ugly was the only one who’d fuck him.
Wow this sounds familiar
“Ugh. No. She’s kinda ugly.”
Found a call from a prostitute at 3am while he was away for a convention. He said his buddy thought it would be funny to play a prank on him by ordering him a prostitute.
“How did they unlock your phone with your thumb print without you knowing?”
“Oh they sent a message to her on some site backpage or something”
5 min later….
“I went to the site and you cannot send a message through the website.”
“Oh I left my phone on the bar”
“Your phone locks in 1 minute. So they were able to time it perfectly before it locked, steal your phone without you seeing, AND send a text?”
“Yeah that’s what happened. I answered the phone but I couldn’t understand so i hung up. They were cracking up. It was just a joke. I’m a good looking guy it’s insulting that you think i would have to pay for sex”
Seems like this is a lie.
After I saw the many many text messages between them he told me that actually I was the one who hacked both their phones and set him up so I would have a good reason to dump him. When I told him that not only was that the stupidest thing I’d ever heard but technically impossible, he said he couldn’t discuss anymore because I was unreasonable.
“I’m going fishing with Dave after work.”
“I’m going to watch the game at Dave’s after work.”
“I had too much to drink at Dave’s, and he let me sleep it off on his couch. Dave’s a good friend. You don’t want me to get another DWI, do you?”
I heard the last one at least three times a week, for about the last three years of the marriage, before separating. Snakeface would come home at 5:00 or 6:00 am and feed me this before going to sleep for a couple of hours before going to work.
It seems highly likely, in retrospect, that I know about only a small fraction of the lies he told me during our 20 years together. I was never suspicious (aka gullible/naive) so those that I did find out about were purely by chance. Even when things didn’t add up, I either dismissed things myself or swallowed whatever spin he told, it was usually too mindfucking to do otherwise anyway. In addition, a great deals of his lies were lies of omission, deliberately hiding things from me, which are also harder to pin down or challenge.
There was a lot of financial dodginess, vagueness, telling me one thing then another (and another in front of others) that I mostly just let go. The standout lie with regard to finances that I am aware of is his purchasing a $300k car behind my back. He went through cars (expensive ones) like toilet paper (and he used a lot of that too!). He was often vague about prices/resales (and I learned not to ask) and I know lied about a number of these transactions. The “piece de resistance”, however, was the $300k one. Basically he had bought a black Porsche some time in 2014 (probably around $100k) but then sold this and bought a different black Porsche in April 2015. It had different coloured wheels but I thought he had just changed them (as he had done with previous cars). In December 2015 the man who came to valet his cars asked me what I thought of the “new” car. I replied it wasn’t new but he pointed out that it also had a different coloured engine and then I realised he had changed it. Only found out the cost of it about 2 months later when he got into a dispute with someone he was then selling it to (that cost him $15k in legal fees and he lost – also lied about that but it showed up on statements which I actually looked at). He then wrote me an “apology” letter, talking about how sad it made him to have to go behind my back due to my contempt for his hobby! Poor baby.
Tip of the iceberg, I am very sure – and I did see him lie to other people too. He is very clever though – a true wolf in sheep’s clothing. So innocent seeming, you would never suspect. Not long before he left he did say to me “sometimes I wonder if I am a psychopath, I lie so easily”. Of course, I jumped in telling him what a ridiculous idea that was (we are both qualified to assess this BTW – just not so easy to spot it under your nose). I wonder if it was a rare moment of vulnerability/conciense or if he was testing me to see if I was onto him.
I don’t know if it is a lie – probably could have done more to find out, but really it makes no difference but he claims to have met OWife online the day he told me he was leaving (he did sign up for a subscription of online dating the same day which was on bank statement – classy!, or maybe it was just to cover his tracks). Besides from introducing her to our children 3 weeks later (he lied about how this happened too) he took her back to home country for a month to meet his parents 6 weeks after leaving, for a month (hadn’t been on holiday with us anywhere for over 3 years), then married her 5 months after leaving (we were together 20 years, never married) so chances of lying there seem quite likely.
He is a pathological liar. All the more reason for minimal contact as anything he says (even if not abusive) is worth jack shit. Best to assume whatever he says is a lie, or a distortion of the truth – a great deal of the time it is.
Sociopath
Yup ^^^^ This exactly.
“I didn’t lie to you, I just didn’t tell you the truth” WTF!!!!
The worst lie the Worm told me was that he just had to get out of the house because our son, who shortly after went to rehab, upset him. So he would walk out and text hours later saying he was at “Ted’s house” and was spending the night.
He verbally abused both of our children and the oldest turned to drugs. So I was left alone to deal with our son while the Worm ran around with Pookie.
But hey, he made a lot of money and never let me down financially so why would I complain?
My lowest point was shortly after D-Day, driving 3 hours with Worm to visit our son for family counseling in drug rehab I cried all the way. Two hours went by. The Worm decided he’d had enough, turned to me with the dead eyed state and told my how “fucking selfish” I was….
The divorce will be final in 3 weeks!!!!🎉🎉🎉
Found a message on his phone that said… what u doing sweetie, want a visit. This was sent after he said to me he was just going to visit his sister for the night. I confronted him about it… I was just going to pick up a gate.
My ex told me he didn’t wear a wedding ring because women who cheat think men who wore them were okay with affairs because they wouldn’t want anything long term.
He was also out all night during our annual small town wing ding. When I went looking for him at 5 a.m., literally looking in alleys and the bar (he and the bar owner were friends and he said he would stay after hours when the doors were locked and shoot the bull, which I knew was true, because I’d also done it) And all my texts went unanswered, I finally saw him walking home from the west side of town ( we lived on the east side) when I asked him where he’d been, he said he went to a house party after the bars closed to continue a game of beer pong with kids the age of our kids…. only the kid whose house he said he was at, lived 11 miles east of town… and he gave me some lame ass excuse that they had dropped him off on that side of town for some reason that I don’t remember. That was probably 5 years ago and it didn’t dawn on me until last summer that he’d actually had a one night stand… or maybe not. But he was not playing beer pong.
While high on hopium, I agreed to a relocation 7 States away. Figured the distance between he and schmoopie would help.
He moved schmoopie here, 15 minutes away. I found their plans and correspondence. When confronted he claimed he had ‘no idea’ and ‘no control over what another person does’
Any way that I can get my years back so that I can slap the younger me that married this freak show?
I was also tricked into a cross country move, while he also moved his old friend/former coworker/secret AP and the AP’s family from another part of the country. Now we are all stuck in the same town for at least the next couple of years due to family court orders. The AP and the AP’s wife are totally Team Cheater. The AP’s wife would never believe me if I told her, and I lack proof beyond my own words. She has been cruel to me, too, so MEH! Not my problem.
Like others above have said, there are so many lies, it is difficult to choose.
Here is one of the most bizarre :
WH had a 10 mo. EA/PA with a coworker Slunt and continued to see her after Dday (when I kicked him out of the house.)
I got told “We only had sex once.”
(meanwhile, I found a box of condoms–which we did not use– in the trunk of his car with several missing—-he claimed that “he gave those missing ones to her to keep at her house for when he came over in the future”.)
Studley Do-right did say that on other occasions (before they actually had sex), when they were alone at her house together, “OW wanted to have sex, and they were ‘making out’, but he was a gentleman & didn’t go all the way.”
oh geeze!!!
Setting: Thursday night, a New Years Eve gala that **I** paid all expenses for (as I did for ALL things related to living and he was living in LUXURY). Both dressed to the nines, dining and dancing–literally the bells of the ball. I swear I was having more fun than at my wedding reception 26 yes before–it was magical, feeling completely in love and loved by POP (Predatory Opportunistic Predator–first ‘boyfriend’ after my very traumatic divorce).
Soon after the stroke of midnight, I excused myself to go to ladies room. He kissed me with a ‘Don’t be long, baby. I’ll miss you; I can’t wait to hold you in my arms while we dance again.”
The instant I returned he said he’d just been called by his good friend’s wife that friend had been in car accident and she requested POP to come to their home to watch the kids for her while she went to hospital’. I was immediately suspicious.
He rushed me back home, refusing to change out of his tuxedo. “You’re going to watch the kids in your tux???!!!”
He drove off in my Mercedes taking nothing with him.
Suffice it to say he went MIA. Answered no calls or texts for 2 days. Third one day he calls and tells me has taken the kids to the movies—how did he carry 2 kids in a tiny 2 seat convertible (and where did he get the money to do so)? Indeed it did sound like he was a theater from background noise. Has no idea when he will be able to return ‘home’; his friend is in the ICU.
That evening on a phone call, I hear a woman talking in background. I inquire who it is. Freaked out, he says ‘the Mother is talking to the kids’ and before I can get any info, he’s off the phone. He refuses to answer phone after that.
Monday morning he shows up around 8 am. By that time there was no question what had gone on.
He and his perennial whore had this entire scheme planned down to the second. The chime of midnight was my time’s up and he was to go to her and remain for the long weekend and leave when she had to go to work on Monday. (Eventually this was confirmed TO ME by the whore).
As it turns out, the ‘injured’ friend is also friends with my insurance agent. Actually all 3 of them were acquainted. I inquired about friend’s recovery and agent told me he’d never been in an accident (which of course I knew). I then told him what had occurred. He spread the word to ‘friend’ who was livid that POP would do something so shameful in his name.
To this day, both men refuse to ever have anything to do with him. As do I but it took a while to get off the hopium pipe and throw his ass out. He went from my 7 figure home immediately to a homeless shelter—those two friends? They were not willing to help him one bit, nor was his family. Everyone is sick and tired of his lifelong hideous behavior.
There were many, many audacious lies but this one squeaks with first place.
squeaks **into** first place.
I forgot to mention– he returned wearing shorts, a tee shirt, socks and gym shoes. And he had a (familiar) gym bag with him. He told me he was wearing some of friend’s clothes. No he wasn’t.
These guys think we are stupid. They’re the stupid ones.
This is true. I’m so sorry. What a turd.
Wow! Glad to hear he’s now homeless. Serves him right!
When she confessed to me that she was in love with someone else she assured me that she had never met up with him in person.
Not sure how you fall so “deeply” in love with someone when you’ve never even met them but ol’ chumpy me bought it hook, line, and sinker.
Good God I was such an idiot. How embarrassing.
That’s the thing…. feeling soooo stupid. Who in the hell believes their 40+ old husband is playing beer pong at a House party of a 20 year old?
Me! Duh!
It happens, see my post above, it’s the gift of “insight” from God, lol
Like everyone else I could write a book on her lies. But this one is my absolute fave.
On my sons 10th birthday we took him and a friend to a theme park. We were only there for around 10 minutes when she announced she needed to go shopping.
Chump here never thought anything of it. She was gone the whole day only returning when the park was about to close. With groceries mind you.
It wasn’t till long after DDay I twigged we got all our groceries delivered each week.
Yip, rather than be with her son on his 10th birthday she was fucking her man slut.
Now that’s low.
Mine told me he’d been fucking someone else on our daughters 8th birthday. We’d just ended the evening with extended Family and a lasagna with all the trimmings dinner and a scrumptious chocolate cake. I was in the kitchen finishing up a batch of salsa and cleaning up when he dropped the bomb.
Our new 8 year old wasn’t even asleep yet.
That’s cold. He’s a dick.
Oh… and imagine her standing in the doorway of her bedroom asking in a tiny, sad little voice, “Are you leaving, Daddy?” And his telling her he wasn’t.
That was August 28. By September 18, he was moving out.
His shrink wanted him to go rent a house, alone, in the California desert to contemplate his life and choices.
He texted me about all the hassles getting the keys from the owner, how Beautiful the drive was, the restful solitude, the soothing colors of the desert sunrises…
He called home every night, and was at peace.
Because he wasn’t really in the California desert, he was two thousand miles away in Atlanta with his married Ashley Madison lover, wining and dining as she attended a work conference.
All of which I discovered when he left his phone in the home office when he showered a few days after he returned… it usually never left his hand.
I’d discovered his password and used it to find all his messages to Schmoopie before, during, and after their romantic getaway. I used my phone to take photos of each screen full of pain, which was important because he was gaslighting me so much he would have insisted I was hallucinating.
I was not hallucinating: it was all horribly real. Even his suave texted marriage proposal to her as he ‘couldn’t sleep’ the night he finally got home from his desert solitude in Atlanta with his lover.
Gawd, it’s amazing what you tuck away in a dark drawer of your heart years after betrayal.
That’s horrible! What a scumbag.
The consultation charge with the vasectomy doctor on the MasterCard? The one he had at Easter when he decided last minute not to come on our family vacation? “Oh yeah I figured it was time after 14 years of you asking me to get one..”. The fact that he hadn’t had sex with me for 2 years despite me asking? Begging really? Well the ED was because he was scared I would get pregnant. (Ow had his cousin’s baby 2 weeks earlier – he was under orders from her) well the DNA test says its the cousin’s.
Ah yes, the old “vasectomy out of the blue.” My ex suddenly decided to have a vasectomy 10 years after our youngest child was born, when I was 46 and had long since given up asking him to get one. He said he was doing it “for me.”
As it turned out, he’d just been forced to take a paternity test and sued for child support, all without me having a clue. Many years later when I finally put two and two together, I figured out that he got the vasectomy because 1) he had no intention of being faithful to me, 2) he had no intention of ever using a condom, and 3) he had no intention of ever being sued for child support again!
“There is NOTHING going on with the 25YO co-worker that I:
talked about and texted in front of my adult daughters for months,
stole back the the love story trilogy books that I had given my wife 20 years ago so I could give it to her,
flew my cat 20 hours across the world to the European city where she lives to give it to her, and
now permanently moved himself to that European city.
NOTHING is going on.”
It is incredible that he keeps spouting this lie, right through the night before he boarded the plane to Europe he was practically pounding the table insisting that there was nothing going on with this twat that he had clearly dumped me for and was blowing up his whole life to be with. The fact she is our daughter’s age bothers him not one little bit.
What!!? He took your cat? That’s just bizarre and weird and I just don’t know what to say. There needs to be an equivalent to a leper colony where we can send these disordered waste of air narcs. Keep them from infecting the rest of the population.
Yes! He rescued 2 cats from terrible conditions in the Middle East while working there. Such a GREAT GUY to have a tender spot for these innocent little fur babies, right? Right? RIGHT?
He love bombed the cats, then devalued them, and discarded them. I have one of them (small miracle, that) and the other was given to this complete stranger who of course means Nothing At All. After our youngest daughter took care of that cat all last summer while he worked away at a construction site he didn’t give the cat to her, he gave it to Schmoops Who Means Nothing At All. When he was home at all he ignored the little thing entirely, her litter box was disgusting and he let her catch fleas by constantly putting her outside. Daughter had to do the decontamination treatments (of course).
On that topic, not long ago I was cleaning out e-mails and saw a very long, detailed instruction guide he sent, with links and maps included, on how to successfully export a cat from the ME country back to the United States. It was all rah-rah and gushing and self-congratulatory for him on how he figured it out and what you needed to do. It was addressed to co-workers and ended with a statement about how “gratifying” it is to see these poor creatures thrive back in the States after living in such horrid conditions abroad. So rewarding!
And yet once they got here he ignored them like he ignores everyone, and ended up giving one of these cats that his real family fell in love with to a Complete Stranger Who Just Happens to Live in the European Country to Which He Moved.
Despite him creating this uber-detailed instruction guide for other people, I was never allowed to even see his itineraries for travel to such far flung places, but rather was instructed at what time I shall arrive to pick him up from the airport after months away. He could travel a number of different ways through many countries on many airlines but that was none of my business, I am not the boss of him.
Pick me up at the airport at the appointed hour, you fucking Controlling and Judgmental Wife Appliance.
As Luz says, I guess I needed to work on my Iron Grip.
Yup, I actually fell for the lesbian story. How dumb can a chump be? Very… very… very… is the obvious answer.
His favorite lie, often repeated on & after DDay: “It’s not what you think!”
Note to self: It was exactly what I suspected.
The day before he first “did something like that to me” I messaged him concerned he kept leaving his wedding ring at home. He replied that he would never do anything like that to me, because he loved me and he loved our son. This just proved to me that he knew what he was doing, and that it was wrong and would hurt me. He chose to do it anyway and it just goes to prove the ‘mistake’ excuse is just bs.
Meg,
“It’s not what you think” must be a staple line for cheaters. I have heard that one so many times. And it was always exactly what I thought.
About two years before D-Day, when my spidey sense was already starting to act up, my ex husband came home one night and told me he lost his wedding band. He had lost some weight, and it somehow must have slipped off his finger. I told him I was upset, but of course not mad at him, and tried to walk though with him every step he had taken that day (did you stop at starbucks? Should you go there and ask?)
The next night, I had a work function, and while I was there he texted me that he had found it! It had slipped off in the car and he found it under the seat. Oh, thank god, thank god, I’m so glad. For the next week or so, I kept taking his hand and kissing the ring, telling him how glad I was that he had it back.
D-Day was the day I found out he was not only a very active John, but he was also very active on a whore/john website where johns discuss their “hobby” and review the whores they fuck. As one of his nearly 4000 posts on the site, I found this below (dated, of course, the same weekend he lost the ring “in the car”:
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First I have to tell a story about the big boss at EM. Dave goes above and beyond to make sure his clients are happy. During my visit with Anna, I accidentally dropped a very sentimental (and valuable) piece of jewelry out of my pocket somewhere in the room. I didn’t realize it at the time as I was taking it to the jeweler for a resize. When I got to the jeweler I was flipping out ’cause it wasn’t in my pocket. I figured I must have drooped it in the room with Anna so I called Dave in a panic. He went right over to the room and looked for it on the floor, behind the bed, under the fridge, etc. He texted me back 20 minutes later and said he found it! I can’t say enough about his honesty and integrity. He has truly earned my respect. Running immediately over to the room and searching for a lost ring shows how much he cares about other people. I can’t thank him enough as this ring was irreplaceable.
Now, on to Anna…
Her pics are accurate, she is a natural Swedish blonde with clear skin and bright eyes. Her conversation is interesting and witty. As you can see from the pic, she has clean feet :rofl: If you ever wanted to fuck the chick from ABBA, she’s a pretty good choice for you. She even has a Swedish accent!
This is my second time seeing her. Last time was just before she went on hiatus so I didn’t write a review nor issue the BB Seal of Approval™. Not that she didn’t deserve it… she did, but she was leaving anyway so what’s the point, right?
So here’s the particulars of the visit:
DFK is passionate and she kisses like she means it. ALL the letters were covered with enthusiasm. She is clean and healthy looking, no sign of any shenanigans. She does “that thing I like” with gusto and she can take all you’ve got. She has big bolt-ons, but they’re on the soft side for those of you who like ’em soft.
Here’s the numbers:
Booking: Easy as always, 10
Trust in the owner: 1000+
Looks: If you like ’em tall and blonde, 9 (nobody gets a 10)
BBBJ: not deep but still great, 7
DATY: I like ’em big and sloppy, Anna is small and tucked in nicely, 7
Front door: 8
Back door: 10
Voracity ©Alan Hunt: 10
I would highly recommend Anna as well as EM.
And again, Dave I fuckin’ owe you one, bro. Thank you.
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Do i win the pain olympics lie competition?
This is all I got after reading your story:
Yes, I think you do. Omg
I feel like your ex is who mine wishes to be. He wouldn’t take the time to write reviews, he would get bored. But he’s sampled the merchandise enough.
Your cheater is a steaming POS. You know, my X (and a lot of these guys) justify their use of professional sex workers they connect with online as “not as bad as a real affair,” because when it’s a hooker who is just pursuing her trade, “at least I’m not emotionally involved.”
And, hey, “Anna” could well be my X’s OW that he “promotes professionally” (ie, “pimps”), except height and attractiveness are wrong (X’s hooker/Bunny Ranch alum’s looks wouldn’t rate above a “5” — sorry).
OMG. You win, GiveTimeTime.
Your ex’s writing style makes him sound like a disgusting, arrogant, entitled, self-satisfied frat boy who treats all women like objects.
You are well rid of that sorry excuse for a human.
That is just too horrible for words, I am so sorry. It reminds me of an alert that recently went out to my neighborhood’s Next Door site, basically Facebook for neighbors. I live in a small, quiet suburb that is virtually crime-free, so this alert caused quite a panic. A woman posted that her neighbor had been robbed in his driveway at gunpoint while getting out of his car at 12:00 am the night before, which was a Thursday. The robbers took his cash, his wedding ring, and his watch, but not his wallet or credit cards. She could verify that this was all true because the man’s wife had told her.
Of course people were upset and wanted more details–what street did this happen on? Did the robbers use a getaway car? If so, did anyone see the car? Did the victim give a description of the robbers? Where to begin . . . it happened on a tiny little side street that doesn’t connect to any of the main thoroughfares in town. There was no getaway car. And no, the victim could not provide a description because the men were wearing hoodies.
Thus began a long thread among my neighbors about how you just can’t be safe anywhere any more, how we all have to look out for each other, about hoodie-wearing “thugs,” about how lucky the victim was that they only took things that can be replaced, etc. Meanwhile, I’m thinking, what’s wrong with you people? The man was coming home at midnight on a week day without his wedding ring. He clearly got rolled by someone he was meeting for sex and decided to make up a cockamamie story about it. Just as I was about to post telling them to wait for the police report (which I suspected would never come) before drawing conclusions, one of my neighbors left this comment: “Very interesting.” So there’s at least one other chump out there in the neighborhood!
A police report finally did come a few weeks later, no doubt after much hounding by the man’s wife. It was hilarious the way the cops threw shade on the man, basically telling us that they’ve concluded that there is no threat of this incident ever happening again so that there was no need to panic and that, by the way, they normally wouldn’t file a report based on the evidence provided, but the victim, who asked that “their” gender not be revealed so as to protect “their” privacy, insisted on filing one so that “their” neighbors could be aware. Dumbass didn’t even know that everyone already knew who he was.
By now the story was that there actually was a getaway car, which fled the scene at high speed but the victim didn’t get a good look at it and none of their neighbors heard or saw it (meanwhile, this is a very very quiet suburb with no street lights or sidewalks, no traffic after 9:00 pm, and lots of nosey neighbors). Oh, and the victim did get a good look at the suspects after all. Two young black men. So apparently, in addition to not hearing or seeing the getaway car, none of the victim’s neighbors in this lily-white suburb saw or reported two young black men in hoodies just hanging/driving around at midnight on an off-the-beaten-path side street? The same people who turned out in droves to protest the opening of a local Best Buy because it would attract the “wrong kind of people”? Yeah, right. I should say, I didn’t make the choice to live here, X’s business provided housing for us and I stayed in the neighborhood after the divorce until our youngest finished high school.
In any case, before the police report came out I thought maybe I was just being cynical and that being a chump had made me way too suspicious. So I ran the story by a few of my local chump friends, none of whom could even let me finish before blurting out, oh please, the guy got rolled by a hook-up or AP and made up a stupid story to sell to his wife. In fact, one of my friend’s X’s had concocted a very similar story that of course she believed at the time. At least now we can read these people like a book, without even meeting them first.
Wow, and he had to make up the two black guys too. How absolutely, pathetically racist of him.
Did the wife ever wise up?
I don’t know, the thread got shut down after the police report came out.
“As president of my professional association I need this credit card to but things for the association”
He just needed it to “hide” things he was doing and the cost. Squirmy piece of dung. I wish him discomfort, unease, fear and sleepless nights and maybe a virulent STD.
I’m tired.
There are so many. Here’s a few:
1. In our early dating days, we went to the gym. He took FOREVER to come out of the locker room when we finished. Finally emerged claiming he couldn’t find the key to his locker, and yet he was changed back into regular clothes. It didn’t occur to me until decades later that he was really fucking some guy in there…. his usual procedure.
2. While divorce was in progress, I got an urgent email from him that our marital home was being auctioned as foreclosure and I needed to immediately sign sketchy paperwork for some kind of loan so he wouldn’t be out on the street. Total lie, I called the bank. When confronted, he said “I never told you the house was being sold.”
3. He faked a medical “brush with death” emergency to get attention and then railed at our son that he wasn’t sympathetic enough.
4. He texted son he was lying in ER having a heart attack. Son later saw on Facebook that cheater had posted about being out with friends at the same time he was supposedly in ER.
5. Urgent phone calls and emails from him demanding that I immediately close my state child support case against him — he still owes nearly $24K arrears — because with arrears that high, he cannot get a passport, and he claimed he and his girlfriend had plane tickets to Europe just a couple weeks away. He swore on his grandmother’s soul that he had SEVERAL jobs lined up upon his return, was going to choose one of them, and had a GUARANTEED loan available so he would pay me all the money he owed me within a month. Raged at me when I refused to close case without a promissory note. Turned out, of course, it was all lies. They didn’t have plane tickets, he has no job, and who would give him a loan?
6. Two days before announcing he never loved me, had been miserable since the day we met, and didn’t want to be married any longer, we went to big family holiday party at my Uncle’s, who just happens to be a prominent divorce attorney. Ex cornered uncle, claiming he needed advice for his “sister,” who was thinking of divorcing her husband and had two kids (ex’s OW has two kids, his sister actually has three.) Uncle spent an hour or more going over dissomaster, figuring out what alimony, child support, etc, this “sister” would get.
Ex immediately “went for a walk” upon our return home, taking his phone. He had never done this before.
After our separation, I of course realized ex used my uncle to get free info for his OW. Ex violently denied that when I brought it up during reconciliation, and actually said he was highly insulted uncle would think this. Fucking liar.
When the sperm donor & I started dating, he told me the reason he & his ex of 5 years divorced was because “she ran up credit card debt,” “she would spend bill money on herself,” & “it caused endless fighting.” After 13 years of marriage, and nine months after Dday, I found a copy of their divorce decree and the ex-wife filed on him for **”without cause or provocation the respondent has been guilty of repeated mental cruelty as proved by the preponderance of evidence.” ONCE A CHEATER, ALWAYS A CHEATER!!
Note to self. Any divorced guy I meet in the future has to show me his copy of the decree before I agree to date him or have sex. A male therapist shared that his second wife insisted on reading his before dating him. An uncomfortable few minutes for him while she turned the pages and then asked questions.
Um I’m going to ask for the results of an sti test. No way I’m putting my health at risk.
And if he has a problem with it, it’s seeya!
Happened do me too. It’s a pattern.
To The People of the Lie, I think the motto is, ‘So many lies, so little time!’
I got from boyfriend, ‘I don’t see you in my future.’ No explanation why. Then, ‘I love you.’ One of many lies. Along with ‘She did not stay overnight.’ and then when caught, ‘Nothing happened!’
Me: Why have I never seen this women, your work subordinate before?’ although I had attend at least a dozen work functions in his small company. Him: ‘She was always away on vacation/trips.’ I doubt it. I think that she joined the company years after he and I started dating.
I found an open, empty packet of an erectile dysfunction medication in the center compartment of his truck while searching for my sunglasses while on a family camping trip, which happened to be the weekend of our 18th anniversary. He said it was a sample the Dr had given him and that he tried it one night just to see if it would work…alone. Four days later I kicked him out of our room and 3 months after that he moved in with her. He asked if the kids could help him move. Ha hahahahahaha!!!! It’s been 3 years now and all is good with me & the kids.
“Dave’s mom is sick so he can’t go on a cruise he had booked. He gave me the ticket. I am leaving tomorrow and Dave is taking me to the airport.”
Silly me, I wished him a happy bon voyage, packed him a camera for pics (which he didn’t take pics the whole week, or so he said), told him I didn’t want him to go but accepted and tried to be happy. He told me I was selfish and made fun of me for being sad that he just up and left me and our two boys for one week, the only week while the kids were out of school and we all could have done something together.
He then flew to Miami for a one week sex cruise with his girlfriend while I stayed home trying to defend his stupid decision to friends, family and our boys. Everyone, including me, really knew what he was doing. When he returned, he had a neighbor pick him up at the airport. Then berated me again for being hurt and disappointed that he abandoned us for a week. He gave me 30 days to change before he was leaving me, just one of his threats.
Four months later, as he lied and gaslighted me more about a supposed EA with his GF, I found a picture on a secret facebook page of him and his GF on a beach during their cruise together. When confronted, he made fun of me that I would believe it was just an EA the first place.
Thank God I finally got smart and filed. Thank God he is long gone out of my life. But alas, the star crossed lovers, after destroying two marriages and hurting kids on both sides, are no longer together.
After my second child was 3 I started talking about having another child. He went and got a vasectomy while I laid crying in a heap on the floor. He informed me when he got home from the doctors, that he got the vasectomy because I was a horrible mother and I could not handle another child. It took me several years to get over that one. I wish I had left him then.
Years later while talking to his 1st ex wife, I found out they were seeing each other on and off for the first 10 years of our marriage and she thought she was pregnant at one point so he got a vasectomy so he would never have to go down that road again. Nothing to do with me at all, I was a nothing in that marriage.
He’s a monster
Exactly how was that supposed to work??? He got a vasectomy with his 1st wife, then you had a child, and he had a vasectomy??? What??
I think she’s saying he had been hooking up with ex wife and had a preggo scare. Preggo scare with ex is worth more than current marriage, vasectomy to enable cheating is important, making sure current wife feels like a doormat and incapable mother helps ensure he can keep cheating….
No, she said he’d had a vasectomy with his first wife/girlfriend to avoid unwanted pregnancies, and I can see that, but then he had a SECOND vasectomy when the writer said she wanted another (third) child after having two. Were those two his? Or did she have two from a previous relationship?
AAARGH!
I don’t agree- ex and him were boinking “ for the first 10 years of our marriage and she thought she was pregnant at one point so he got a vasectomy”
She was cheated on by husband and his ex, while she was married to him, and after two kids with her, he and ex had a preggo scare and he wigged and got snipped.
OOOH–now I see. It just got a bit confusing there.
I’d love to have remembered one of the Clintonian-sized whoppers the ex-wife told me. They centered around “I needed to stay an extra 2 hours after practice to put the equipment away”… ahem… indeed, the equipment was being repeatedly stowed safely!
What hits me a few years down the line was the total count of lies over the 5 year affair. How many thousand were there and what kind of person is able to consistently do that?
P.S. Hobby Lobby can go fuck itself.
“I am not a liar just because I didn’t always tell you the truth.”
For the last 6 weeks he has been trying to feed me hopium and I asked him last week why he still talked to OW every day on the way to work, at work and on the way home…..his response was “we are like best friends, she is the only one I have to talk to about my life right now”…..my response was “talk about what, how to cheat on your spouse?” Then I pointed out I don’t sleep with my best friends……why I am continuing with the separation and moving on!!!!
Mine is sad, because it was a lie early in my marriage that gave me false confidence that I clung to forever.
We were on vacation and he made a move on another woman. He came back to our room, confessed that he tried to kiss her — he’d had too much to drink and was mortified with his behavior. He was crying and remorseful and I comforted him.
After that, I thought to myself that he’d never cheat. WRONG!! 20 years later as I reflect on the incident I remember the woman was from our town and realize he was trying to start an affair. He shut him down and he was afraid she’d tell me about it so his “confession” was merely preemptive gaslighting.
Shortly after DD, wreckconciliation and doing the marriage police I noticed my husband had called a hotel room on a Friday night near the OW’s house. My husband worked out of state and traveled back to NC on Friday nights was and continues to live with his parents. I confronted him on the call to the hotel room ( going through his phone) and lied and told him I called the hotel and the manager confirmed he rented the room on this particular night. His response: well, I did rent a room but I didn’t want to tell you what happened. You see, a man, woman and two children were stranded on the interstate because their car broke down. I tried with all my might to fix the car but I couldn’t. So I loaded the whole family in my truck and took them to the hotel so they would have a place to stay. I had to put the room in my name because the man had bad credit. The kicker: “and I paid for their room, you should be telling me how great I am, not accusing me of anything”. Yep folks a real lying pychpathic SOB
OMG riseup! What a good samaritan!! LOL
I had to be to work at 3 am. Went to bed at 8. Woke up at 10 no husband. Called, no answer. Went outside to our garage. Door was locked. I knocked and he opened door and they were standing there together (schmoopie was the neighbor). I said what are you doing? He said “just playing darts”. I said why is the door locked? He said “slut (not her real name) was scared so i locked it.” I just turned around and walked away
Oh geesh…where do I start? In no particular order…
* The morning commute phone calls, which we used to cherish because we wanted to start our day well before we started another hectic day, were being dropped early because she “needed to take this work call” from her co-worker/lover/OM
* The weekend trip to San Diego in April 2017, where she asked to step out w/my 2 girls for a morning jog on a beach; that I should stay in the hotel to rest and sleep in; that she used that day to introduce the 2 kids to her “co-worker friend,” who then basically tried offer my oldest “whatever car she wanted”
* The moment she “broke down crying” while on a trip to Maui and told me about her affair w/the OM; responded to yes when I asked her 1, simple question: “Do you want to save the marriage?”; and then using the whole vacation to step away and tell me and the kids that she “had to take this business call” that normally took 2-3 hours each time out of our vacation
* The moment she was supposed to explain to the kids on her own why the marriage had failed, and instead changed the topic to suggest to the kids “don’t be in a hurry to fall in love,” and then tells me later that night that she explained everything to the kids (of course, not true)
* The moments in divorce filing documents where she’s described me as “financially controlling” (she had access to all the accounts too, and spent more on them than I did), and that I was “no there for her during the cancer period” (you know, the one where she waited 4 mos to have lump removed from her breast, a delay that still baffles me because it would have meant turning a stage 0/1 cancer into a later stage)
I can go on and on…shall I?
some piece of work there….
I’ve never wanted wished for ill-ill, death, or purgatory for another human…until her. But I assume most of us feel the same way about our idiot exes.
There are so many. But the MOST audacious of all of his audacious lies…..
I was 8.5 months pregnant with my first son. I noticed fingernail scratches on my husband’s (now ex) back. His explanation: he was playing basketball with some guys at the gym, and a woman showed up and started playing with them. She had really long fingernails, and she scratched his back when she was going for a rebound.
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
I later had a friend of mine ask one of the guys who played basketball there, and that guy said he’d never seen a woman like that at the gym.
My ex still maintains that story to this day. He calls my obvious interpretation a “vicious accusation,” and he says he is surprised that I won’t even consider that it is the truth and that I just have a negative interpretation of things. I am negative and untrusting. *Classic* gaslighting. This is only one of dozens of examples. So glad I am FREE!
Mine was on the phone, in the dark, in the garage most evenings, during the pre-Ddays (before I figured it ou). Says he was talking to ‘his brother’ or his friend, Jeff, who he did gigs with. After that, he was out two or three times a week during the day (Taught at a school two days a week and was a musician, so he worked a few nights and most weekends) with ‘Dave the Drummer,’ who was making mp3 files of his recordings of himself playing sax. Complete with stories of how Dave had a fight with his wife and put a hole through the wall. Who also screwed up his recordings (on purpose, he says). Honestly, so many lies, didn’t know what to believe, and began not to care anymore about any of the shit he was doing. His whole existence was focused on himself. My daughter (17 at the time) said, “Anyone who needs to spend that much time with ‘Dave’ is having an affair with that guy, or hiding one he’s having with a woman.” Why couldn’t I see that at the time?
Anyone else feeling (PTSD) triggers thinking about all of the lies? I am.
I also have started, after 3 years, blacking out a lot of what happened. The mind’s protection, I suppose.
So many lies. . .so little time (busy with this “building a life” thing). But here are a few:
“I couldn’t come home today (Sunday) for family day because I was at the public library all day.” (he’s a 7 figure earning partner at a big law firm!)
“I never touched that woman.” (said as I had the receipt from the mid-day hotel charge in my hands)
“I’m going on a boys’ weekend golf trip.” (in the middle of winter when a huge rain storm is pounding the PNW and the other “45-year old boy” just welcomed home his wife and newborn after 15 years of infertility and I see all of the charges for bottles of wine and $150 dinners (for one?!) at the cozy little BnB when X swore he was staying with his childhood friend, the new father. Yeah right.)
“You couldn’t have gotten that STD from ‘her’ because she is a very clean person.”
“I haven’t been in contact with ‘that woman’ since Dday.” (said as he is sexting her in the car that very minute.)
OMFG. . . so many lies. I’m so glad I’m divorced, completely no contact. Makes me sick that I didn’t kick his lying cheating ass out on Dday 1 — I signed up for 18 weeks of fake reconciliation and pick-me dancing hell, which nearly killed me.
I’m definitely swinging between ‘there’s so much. Wow. I’m an idiot. Can’t pick just one. Fuck this hurts’ and… ‘I’m smarter now. And I am not in the dark anymore. and obviously, I am not alone. And maybe I won’t ever trust anyone again but hey… that’s potentially better than this craziness. And… again- I’m not alone.’
Ok…..here is mine
While screwing a bartender when working out of town, I caught on to what was happening. I called the bartender and spoke with her. She sobbed the whole time she was telling me what happened as she felt he was “the one”. Yes, I shit you not….after meeting 1 night, but I digress…when I confronted him he said, “it really doesn’t count because I only put it in halfway”! He thought I was going to be alright with that. Liar, liar!
Needless to say, I’ve been divorced now almost 3 years. Best thing I ever did!!
Omg!!!!! Lucky you for getting the old “if the dick is only half way in the whore’s nasty twat it isn’t cheating” excuse!
🤬🤮🤬🤮🤬🤮
I checked his search history the day before Christmas 2017 and found a reservation made that day to a Marriott beach vacation resort that I knew wasn’t for me (confirmed Christmas day when I got a gift certificate for a massage and other sundry items). Ouch. Also found a PDF – downloaded the same day – of a tropical photo that he probably emailed to her to wish her a Merry Christmas. When confronted, he said he probably just clicked on an ad. uhuh. And, of course that I was crazy.
Ex had been gas-lighting & trickle-truthing me for months over her relationship with a co-worker that was becoming increasingly inappropriate.
My spidey sense was tingling one evening, so I checked the ‘All Mail’ folder of her GMail account and found a real-time draft of an erotic fantasy email in which she described in minute detail the co-worker violating every orifice of her body. I printed the draft, walked upstairs to find her working on it, in our marital bed, and tossed it to her.
Her hair brained response? “Co-worker was feeling stressed out, so I was just trying to cheer him up!”
The ironic part? Come to find out later the co-worker/schmoopie had severe ED issues.
The first lie: I must have lost my wedding ring on the golf course. I put it in the pocket of my golf bag where my extra tees are and it must have fallen out. (I believed him, but he never wanted it replaced.)
The funny lie: He had worn glasses all during our relationship (20 years at this point) but came home with contacts, and some new clothes. I asked him who all the changes were for and he replied, “They’re all for you, babe!” Uh huh.
The crazy-making lie: This was after I had found out about the current affair, and he decided he wanted to work on the marriage. “Hey, I cancelled my trip to London today. Nothing was going to happen, I wasn’t going to meet Beatrice (named for the poet, Dante’s muse and his affair partner from Turkey) but I don’t think you can handle me being gone right now.”
My Xhole suddenly became an expert at setting up (leveling) pool tables. And it was weird how I didn’t know any of the people he was supposedly setting pool tables up for. I’ve played pool for years. You get to know pretty much everybody in the area who plays…..
There’s a joke in there about laying down, sticks and balls…
“If you’re completely mortified that you checked your commonsense at the door for someone once, well… welcome to the club.”
This is the part that really jumped out at me. Somedays, I feel so stupid for being such a fool. It was lies and manipulation from the very beginning with my X. One of the most outlandish didn’t have anything to do with his affair(s):
He told me that I didn’t know how to strike a match correctly.
It was at times like these that the thick veneer of his control had me questioning if he really was indeed right about anything. I didn’t know how to strike a match? Is there only one way to do this? Strike up? Strike down? Strike all around? Strike on your zipper? Strike on your jeans? Strike on the box, like I always did/do.
We fought about that stupidity. I couldn’t actually let that one go down without a fight. All over lighting a silly candle – which was the real issue. He wanted to control EVERYTHING, including whether or not I could light a candle in my own home where the money I made, paid for everything.
Seriously, these people are crazy.
I could not take a shower correctly, I always turned the water on wrong?!?!?!
Hey, TheBestme: I Never ever loaded the dishwasher correctly after 23 years of marriage. I also brushed my teeth wrong. What in the world?
My ex threw a fit because I put the milk on the WRONG shelf in the fridge. “It doesn’t go THERE,” he bellowed. “It goes HERE!” Who knew there were rules about that? Gee, I guess I deserve to be cheated on for being so horrible!
Same . I could never load the dishwasher correctly , organize the fridge properly and left too many pens laying around ….
I could never comport myself in a restaurant correctly. For example, when the waitress asked if we wanted to see a dessert menu I said Yes, though Doucheturd still had a single bite left on his plate. This was a major transgression on my part.
God these are hysterical
I could not choose all my friends correctly according to my ex-boyfriend–so he felt compelled to tell me which of my friends I should keep and which I should discard–like a card game. It was a sign of things to come…I was on the discard pile.
Some people need to argue over anything or nothing, they would argue with themself, and even argue with Jesus.
Cheater used to argue with me over colours. He’d ask me what colour I thought it was, I would say green and he would say no it’s not it’s blue. I can’t believe I even engaged in those kind of arguments now.
A work colleague once told me her husband would argue white was black, and then argue black was white.
I’ve met him a few times socially, and my gut instinct is saying “stay away from this guy”
I feel sorry for my work colleague and all of the mind fuckery that she has stoically put up with in her marriage.
And no – she and I are not having an EA / PA
I couldn’t stir sauce correctly.
I didn’t keep my car cleaned out enough.
I played Candy Crush and Pet Rescue too much,
I almost forgot this nice little story. A few weeks before I was discarded and several months before I learned of his affair, I had ACL reconstruction. I was on crutches and had to do physical therapy. My then H had to drive me since I was unable to drive with my leg in a brace. He told me that he was going for a run while I was in PT at 5:00. (We live in a desert community and this was during our summer). When I was done with PT, he picked me up. The smell in the car was so vile due to his stench that we had to drive with the windows open. Please forgive me, but it smelled like a morning breath BJ. H laughed, saying that he has high uric acid and that’s why he stunk. (He ran full marathons and never smelled so badly). He laughed, and laughed, and laughed as we drove in MY car with the windows open. Well, seems that he did get a morning BJ or sex. The heat and sweat of the run amplified his stinky whore’s bodily fluids.
Ex got me to shave his hairy back and butt before heading back to work on the other side of the country for 3 weeks “In case he found a pool”.
He was staying in a construction work camp.
LOL — mine came back from a trip with his DICK AND BALLS shaved! He said it was because it “made masturbation feel better”.
I briefly dated a “Jesus cheater” who claimed he hadn’t had sex in the last years since the implosion of marriage #2. I had shared how creepy I find it when men shave off their pubes, something pederastic to me. He chimed in that it felt nice to have his hairless balls sucked (sorry TMI !) but he’d be willing to grow the hair out for me. When he said this we hadn’t even had sex yet. What happened to his sexual chastity since his divorce ?!
Guess who was getting blow jobs from a poor black woman (with a history of sexual abuse) in his church in exchange for car rides ? He claims he doesn’t find black women attractive. Made me sick to my stomach…
They shave their pubic area because it makes their penis look bigger. They think.
I walked into the bathroom to find Dr. Cheaterpants having DD14 using the electric shaver on his hairy back. And I would discover him pursuing her 20-something year old sports coach from both kids’ Catholic High School where he was volunteer coaching. 50 year old, bald headed, walks with a limp man having his daughter electric shave his back and then also use her as schmoopie bait to get young schmoopie to go to expensive dinners and trips with them. All while discarded me and DS16 at home. Nice, right?
Terrifying
The one that still has me scratching my head because I reallly don’t know if he was lying or just really that stupid:
ExH always carried a bookbag around campus, and when he taught class, the bag was in plain sight at the lectern. Under the front flap was a mesh pocket and everybody could see the clearly visible tube of KY jelly that he claimed was for his chapped hands. I’m sure his faculty colleagues were horrified, and I pity those poor traumatized students.
Dry skin? But he was an absolute idiot, so maybe he believed it??? It was a measure of my dysfunctional marriage that I still don’t know if he was lying or just an bumbling jerk. Either way, today’s topic surprised me by bringing up lots of unresolved emotions. I pity us all for having gotten bamboozled by people we loved.
Wow. I think he used that as a mating call. To see who might approach him. What a tosser
Cocoa butter may have been a better choice for chapped hands. Your X is disgusting. Also stupid–did he honestly think a visible container of K-Y jelly was a lure to rope in young women? gross.
God only knows… Despite his advanced degrees, he certainly isn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. That’s what has me so confused: I honestly don’t know if all the absolutely moronic things he did every single day were from sheer stupidity or if they were part of a devious plot to confuse me. For years, whenever I asked, he assured me that yes, he really was that stupid. This man constantly screwed up the simplest things, and I’m certain that he still lives with incredible anxiety from constantly covering up his low self-esteem with obnoxious bravado.
Thanks for the validation, Creativerational, and god help any poor schmuck who responded to his “mating call,” if that is indeed what it was. And Tempest, I have followed your ongoing challenges with DD. I was a very angry teenager as a result of all my family dysfunction, and I feel for any other kid who is hurt, confused, and so very angry at life. You are in a very tough position, and I wish you peace and wisdom on the road ahead.
Thanks, Eirene. Back in therapy to help myself stay the sane parent, and regain my calm in the midst of the maelstrom. Parenting is playing the long game.
and it helps hear that angry teens can turn out amazingly well ; ).
When I asked her to marry me and she said yes! Biggest lie ever! 20 years later when kids were pretty grown and no longer NEEDED her, her true self started to show. Reconnecting with her first love. Banging 20 something year old. And who knows how many others. After discovering text with boytoy her crying I never had sex with him! I didn’t blow him! To we always used a condom. To finding out there were no boundaries or protection. The lies were so many. It does embarrass me how much I wanted to believe the unbelievable!
Looking back now, that was the biggest “lie” to all of us: the marriage itself.
This was in my ‘I know but he doesn’t know I know, I need him to finish school and get a god damned job’ time….
‘I’m going to the library to study for my nursing final next week’ …. the library is 2 blocks away and closes at 8.
Comes home at midnight and tries to kiss me and smells like fruity lube.
‘I slipped on ice walking home and hurt the leg I broke last year and couldn’t get home’
Phone records show: was calling and texting backpage hos all night, now admits he went to see Shelby the wonder slut. Must have been brushing up on his anatomy. Was so hard to not vomit or kick him in the nards. Midnight? Hurt leg? Phone? He must think I have the IQ of a carrot.
I think that my ex-husband thought that I had instant amnesia and my ex-boyfriend thought that I had the credulity of a four-year-old. Now I know that my ex-husband is extremely psychologically disordered and my ex-boyfriend must have either an incredibly low emotional IQ or some type of psychological disorder that is characterized by an extreme defense mechanism which allows one to believe his own outrageous lies in spite of holding an advanced degree.
This challenge is just too much for me. Who knows which lie was the most preposterous! The lies that infuriated me most, though, involved the kids. I wrapped my head around the fact that he’d treat me horribly much faster than I wrapped my head around the fact that he didn’t give a damn about his kids.
SETTING: The EX has custody and abandons a child at a sporting event. Hours later the coach brings the child home to me. Child is distraught and insists I inform Dad. (Not that Dad had been answering his phone when the coach tried to call him, but never mind that . . . I agreed to call.)
EX answers phone: “Why are you calling. Don’t you have anything better to do than ruin my day?”
Me: “I’m calling about Child X.”
EX: Now’s not a good time. I was enjoying watching Child X play soccer, but now you are ruining it. It was a great day at the park until you called.”
Me: “You are watching Child X play soccer right now?”
EX: “Yes.”
Me: “Watching Child X on the field right now???”
EX: “Yes. And it isn’t your custody time, so leave us alone.”
Me: “But you aren’t watching Child X right now.”
EX: “Of course, I am. Child X had a game today.”
Me: “I know Child X had a game, but I find it hard to believe you are watching Child X play it.”
EX: “Who the fuck cares what you believe.”
Me: “Well, since Child X is with me about 20 miles from the park, it seems rather unlikely that you are watching Child X on the soccer field.”
EX: “What the fuck do you mean?”
Me: “The game ended more than 2 hours ago, and since you weren’t there and didn’t answer your phone, the coach brought Child X to my house.”
EX: “That’s not true.”
Me: “Yes, it is.”
EX: “Fuck you. Stay right there. I’m going to call the cops and have you arrested for kidnapping. I have custody.”
Me: “You do that. I’ll be happy to chat with the police. I imagine the coach might want to be interviewed too.”
EX: “Fuck you.” And hangs up.
EX and current girl friend arrived an hour later to pick up Child X. God knows how long Child X would have been left at the park if the coach hadn’t been looking out for the clearly underparented child on the team.
The fact that he would lie about abandoning his own kid–uprovoked–I hadn’t even asked him about Child X and he started lying. Not enough circles in Hell.
UGH!!!! Turd of a sociopath parent.
OMG Eilonwy, I hate to say that this one has to be the winner. What a monster mindfucker! I hope your child is well and safe with you.
I have full custody now–it took a couple years, but as his bad behavior ramped up over time, it eventually happened. The fact that he also either didn’t take the kids to school or–left them there and didn’t pick them up when he had custody–was one of those odd godsends. The courts might be unpredictable in weighing in when battling parents present different versions of what happened at the soccer field, but the school’s attendance records speak for themselves. When I showed up at family court with those in hand, I suspect his lawyer just told him it was fruitless to fight me. Eventually, he lost even weekend or summer custody. It is hard on the kids; they still want a “normal” father. (Who wouldn’t?) But there’s a lot less stress and anxiety all around.
((((((Eilowny))))
I’m so sorry your kids are hurting.
I grew up longing for a “normal” dad too.
Thriugh counseling and an amazing church youth pastor and leaders I found acceptance and peace about dad.
Prayers
Hell would seriously be a safer place for him…
The lies I believed
‘I’m going to a going away party for some people leaving work’ doesn’t come home, does it again the next night ‘the party is two days since some people couldn’t make it yesterday’ ….
Now I know-
Was fucking a coworker, got her pregnant.
What I know I don’t know:
How many affairs there really have been.
Let’s see: I don’t have another cell phone (as I present two phones found in the house to him).
I’m going Black Friday shopping. Out at 10 am. Home after 1 am. With two containers of Rubbermaid food storage containers.
I’m working. Misses ultrasound determining sex of 2nd child. Misses daughters fall outing, later same day.
My fav, said at marriage counseling: I’m not looking for a girlfriend online. (We didn’t ask if he had already found one!)
All raving bonkers!! My Mr Cheaterpants assumed I had found out because someone had contacted me. Well they had originally, but he “explained” that one, she was mentally unstable and set to ruin people’s lives, there was even a court order out on her. Doh I believed of course. Months later, when I discovered Amazon orders I’d rather not have known about, he said “I don’t know what you have been told about my past, but it’s all lies, they are just being vindictive. Who is, no one had contacted me. How could he deny what he, and me, actually didn’t know!!
While visiting family out of town, I saw a picture of one of the OW’s on social media wearing one of liar’s t-shirts. They had been at a bowling alley with a bunch of his friends. Liar’s excuse? Well, she spilled mustard on her shirt and he conveniently had a spare one in his car to give her. Obviously. Such a sweetie pie. I’m ashamed to say, I bought it. It’s sad that our love and trust gets so taken advantage of.
“you don’t have a brother” said with great conviction and a macho body stance. Yes, he had ignored me/ fantasized about an imaginary woman in our courtship to the extent that he didn’t believe I had a brother!!
He intimidated me into sharing my large house with one of his family members (he had arranged the stay without asking me) and forbidding my brother to visit. I relented, mostly because I didn’t want to expose my brother to his aggression.
My brother died a couple of years later… I regret not having that special time with him, and causing him a lot of anxiety at the unexpected cold shoulder.
I’m sorry that happened.
I hope we die together in a car crash-NO, you wanted ME to die so you could get everything and pretend to be a grieving widower.
I admire the morals of Tim Tebow-NO-you think he is a moron.
I will never take anything from you. All we have is because of you-NO-You want everything I have for yourself.
I am not some conman out to take your money-LIAR
If anything ever happened between us, and I’m not saying it would, all my friends would still be your friends-NO, you will do all you can to tear me apart from everyone by any means necessary so your lies are exposed.
I am you and you are me.
I tried contacting her many times to fix things but she wouldn’t answer me-NO, you NEVER tried to fix anything, but you have to look like the good guy.
She will not give me a divorce-NO, YOU are resisting me at every turn, hoping I will die before it happens.
The woman in my past stole my business and left me destitute. NO-YOU stole from her and caused her to lose her home and go into bankruptcy,
I own a multi-million dollar commercial property-this told to others by a person with 2 shitty-ass trucks who is a glorified handyman.
I never want anything bad to happen to you-NO, you hate me and are hoping I die before I discover your secrets.
She had affairs.
Look again at the year dumbass-when I showed him the secret phone and he would not admit what was in front of his own eyes.
I am not as interested in sex now that I am older.
My contractor still hasn’t paid me-yes, he did but you are hiding money.
I married an older woman when I was very young and took care of her and her child like she was my own-No-you married the mother of your child who was very young and you abandoned your daughter for over 30 years now.
I Love You More Than Life Itself.
Do not think I knew these secrets and lies during the marriage. I did not. When I found the phone, everything I ever believed was called into question. I know so much now. I was told after going thru the phone…the one where my contact info was erased….there were people who wanted to warn me but didn’t. He didn’t erase the phone as good as he thought so I know there are people who knew about this phone. I can’t process this.
Creeper had an ogling addiction from hell. As in, he would get into a trance-like state while staring at body parts. I was crushed when he would stare at one girl’s chest during bible study.
When I confronted him on it, there was a looooooooooong pause. Then he said these exact words, “There’s no attraction.
I’m just trying to figure out if she’s a Chrsitian. I can’t figure her out. I can’t figure out if she’s a Christian or not.”
That’s cheater cover, very very very sad lies about ogling for hours thinking if they are real or not.
Because we all wear our Christianity on our boobs.
Not the most audacious lie, but one for the cognitive dissonance files. In what was to be our last year of married life, my comedian husband was performing at a club across from a resort about an hour from home. The club put him up in a hotel room at the resort for Friday and Saturday nights. The resort had a waterpark, and he originally said he would take our daughter with him on Saturday so they could enjoy it. The day comes — he tells me he decided not to take her because “the waterpark is closed for repairs.” I take that at face value for about 12 minutes. Then I call the hotel, because becoming Rally Squirrel, P.I., was my new way of coping with the abundant mindfuckery. The front desk doesn’t know anything about the waterpark being closed. I ask to speak to the waterpark manager. No closing that he knows of, either. I mention that to husband later and he looks at me with dead eyes. He says, well, there was a sign on the closed gate in front of the waterpark entry. He shrugs. Yeah, I’m sure his mistress wasn’t at that hotel at ALL.
DD1 “howorker who I go away to conferences with is crazy” “I used to talk to her but I hate her now”… “there was no hugging and kissing”
DD2 much later “who have you been talking to? howorker was just hugging and kissing – but she used to threaten she would tell you there was more” (during conversation that had actually been prompted by coming across ‘overly affectionate’ messages to some other OW)
There were too many to list but the one that stands out the most was the one that I realized our marriage was over. I let the 21yr old babysitter stay in our guest room as she had no other home to go to. She told us she 1) was raped by a group of men 2x and thought they were looking for her again so we hid her, 2) that she had an inoperable brain aneurysm and that the doc told her she had about a year to live 3) that the aneurysm was giving her seizures. My ex decided asked if he could stay with her the night she had a seizure. Like an idiot I said yes so she would be safe and I figured he was just being fatherly (he’s 27 yrs older than her). After a few nights of this I walked into the room and found him under the covers spooning her. When I asked him “what the hell is going on” he responded “I was just helping her sleep and must have fallen asleep, stop yelling, you’re going to make her have another seizure”. I, the stupid chump, left the house to get away from them instead of telling them to leave (not that it would have worked because after 6 months of him sleeping with her and him finally admitting they were having sex, I told him she doesn’t belong in the house and he responded with “I pay the majority of the mortgage. I say she stays. F off and go back to your room”). His lies were so ridiculous but he had to so he wouldn’ come off like a pervert in front of his family, friends, coworkers and kids. I actually had to get a restraining order to keep him from bringing his now GF into our house. He still to this day doesn’t understand why he wasn’t allowed to bring her in and sleep with her there when I was out of town for work
OMG. Go back to your room?!
It’s like she’s his woobie. Can’t sleep without her.
This takes cake to new levels.
And that fucking motherfucker was just here. He won’t stop coming here. I have to see him almost every day. Before you think, I let him, I do not. it is the neighbors. God, I hate them all.
Can you get a restraining order? That would be a good thing if you can arrange it.
Yes, talk to the cops, please protect yourself.
He has been reported a couple of times. He would walk by my patio and make a gesture to his head like pointing a gun. But only I was there to see. When he and OW were on the outs, she texted me saying be careful, watch your back, he is not worth your life. The same one who texted me to complain that MY HUSBAND had blocked her on his phone. (we are divorced now). My very great appellate lawyer told me I probably could not get a RO and police told me the same. Not worth trying and losing. Recently, my electrical meter, one of 17 in the same spot, had what is called burned meter blocks. The power in my house was going crazy. I was strong enough to get this figured out. I foresaw months ago that my meter would be tampered with. I just knew it would happen. And voila. I don’t believe this is coincidence. MY UNIT out of all others? NAH! I have a very huge financial judgement against him. He just wants me to go away. Well, I am still here motherfucker. Will not go to the laundry room. He could corner me there at any time and claim self defense. he has gotten away with everything he has ever done.
If you don’t try, you’ll never know. I just went through this process with an elderly lady who was forced to flee from the house she’d been living in when her “landlord” stole her ATM card and made withdrawals from her checking account, and then attempted to kidnap her from the bank when she went to get information on her account. Fortunately, she was rescued by alert bank employees and the local PD, but she was forced to find another place to live within the next hour because she was afraid to return to her “home”. Once that problem had been taken care of, she was accosted by the creep on the front porch of her new home. She was terrified, and I helped her with the request. There is an organization in our area which provides FREE assistance in filing for an RO, in order to ensure that it is correctly filled out and ready for filing. Plus, they tell you exactly what to do, and where to go, in order for the system to work.
In short, don’t just go by what these other people say; contact the local Domestic Violence
If you don’t try, you’ll never know. I just went through this process with an elderly lady who was forced to flee from the house she’d been living in when her “landlord” stole her ATM card and made withdrawals from her checking account, and then attempted to kidnap her from the bank when she went to get information on her account. Fortunately, she was rescued by alert bank employees and the local PD, but she was forced to find another place to live within the next hour because she was afraid to return to her “home”. Once that problem had been taken care of, she was accosted by the creep on the front porch of her new home. She was terrified, and I helped her with the request. There is an organization in our area which provides FREE assistance in filing for an RO, in order to ensure that it is correctly filled out and ready for filing. Plus, they tell you exactly what to do, and where to go, in order for the system to work.
In short, don’t just go by what these other people say; contact the local Domestic Violence organizations. They can help you. His behavior is wrong and you need to protect yourself.
Please at least keep track of this and report this to the police and a friend. I got a bogus restraining order filed on me—my saving grace was that I had logged everything to multiple people as things happened, including my attorney. I also reported to the police that if something happened to me, it wasn’t an “accident”, suicide or self-defense on his part.
He is not going to “accost” me in any way unless it is by outside sources or he is confident he will be acquitted . I am 100% confident the meter problem was caused by him. Months ago, I started to have visions of him and his buddy fooling with my meter. I just knew it would happen. There is no way to prove anything but is on record with the power company and property management who doesn’t give a flying fuck. OW told me he wanted to take my house. There was no way for him to do that except by death as long as we were married. He is very angry he will never get it now. I let him know that I know it is him who caused my meter issue. Thing is, it endangered everyone else too but why would he give a fuck? I keep going back to Scott Peterson-a guy with no record of violence-and what he was capable of.
The best one was, “I missed my daughter’s birth for YOU!” That’s right, daughter being the affair child, during wreckinciation. Found out from 19 year old Shmoopie’s mother 8 weeks later that he’d indeed been at the birth. 🙄
Oh I forgot another lie “I hate drugs”
Well, here is one from my cheater. My teen sons found a toolbox in the garage,with a box of condoms buried in it. Cheater told them those were grandpa’s condoms. Grandpa is eighty, lives alone and has lots of health issues. It amazes me the lies these cheaters tell. I don’t think they even think before the lies just roll out of their slimy mouths.
Coughed up my tea on this one, douchefreelife! Unbelievable! Blame in on poor ole Gramps! How low can you get? Yeah, well, “if their lips are movin’…….”
That song has been the ring tone on my phone. 😄😄
Yep, Douchefreelife,
I was shocked, SHOCKED, when the absurd lies started rolling out of the mouth of my ex-boyfriend, who for decades I admired as the Most Honest Man in the World! Most of the world still thinks of him as Mr. Honorable Nice Guy, though.
Before I even met him, on his online profile, he claimed he was divorced…
Then when we met, he told me he was divorced from his first wife, then had been in LTR with second partner for 6 years. Years later, his first wife asked me to get him to sign the bloody divorce papers, he had left her about 9 years earlier, had a custody battle for kids. Why the hell didn’t he divorce that poor woman??!!!??.
He brought her to the house when I wasn’t supposed to be there. Thinking fast on his feet, I got: “This is my friend Slutina. You remember, I told you about her, from the civic organization. She learning Czech, so I thought she might like to meet Tereza [our Czech au pair at the time] so they can get to know each other.”
This lie was so audacious because A) it was invented on the fly, B) it set up a legit reason for the OW to be in my house any time, any day C) it was delivered with unblinking aplomb from both of them and D) I totally bought it, even though he had NEVER mentioned either Slutina or the named civic organization.
A close second was this one:
“You have HPV and an abnormal pap smear? Well you know, STDs can lie dormant for years before you get symptoms. You must have picked it up before we married, and it just didn’t show up until now.” This was 21 years after the marriage, and after 5 kids and all the tests that happen during pregnancy. And I believed him!
Same here. High-risk HPV after 30 years of marriage and never an abnormal Pap smear in my life. He tried to convince me that it was a “false positive.” He actually told me, “You don’t have a virus.” Ummmm… multiple tests say I do. He creates his own realities.
We’ve been divorced since last summer. Now he says it’s “not fair” that I won’t be “close friends” with him. 🤔
Me, too, HPV that almost cost me an ability to have a second child. But my doctor was the one who said it could have been dormant for years. Sure, but not likely given what I now know about X’s predispositions.
My mother apparently had “dormant Chlamydia” for about 15 years.
It lay dormant while she was pregnant and delivering me, but seemed to crop up “out of nowhere” when she gave birth to my brother 7 years later.
How odd….
That during his Army career he was an Army Ranger and went on dangerous missions in Africa and Central America. He told many detailed stories about what happened (though he said because of the secrecy of the missions, he couldn’t tell me exactly which countries).
His old uniform hung in a closet – no Ranger tab on the shoulder. I never noticed until after the cheating revealed thousands of lies, big and small. I then became suspicious of everything he ever told me, so I wondered if this Ranger thing was a lie too.
I had seen his Army discharge form (DD-214) but never noticed that there was no mention of being in Ranger School or being in a Ranger unit. I found out that if one was a Ranger, it’s got to be mentioned on the discharge form. And no Ranger would have a uniform without that tab. He was honorably discharged, but his being a Ranger and all those secret missions – BIG FAT LIES.
My father claimed he was in Vietnam. But it ended when he was 15.
Then he claimed he blackmailed a priest to change his birth certificate.
But he couldn’t tell me a single thing about Vietnam. Because it was a secret.
Oh yeah, he also went with the Canadian army.
After that the story changed to “I dug graves in Cambodia and we could hear the fighting across the river.”
My eyes can’t roll back far enough.
I am so glad that I worked at a University in the Military and Strategic Studies department. Or else I might have believed he was a real combat veteran for much longer.
Then there are the lies he told about other people for unfathomable reasons:
The neighbour is interfering with our stock water pipes.
The neighbour is coming onto our property and leaving gates open to sabotage him.
Another neighbour lurked around our house after I gone to buy groceries, after Traitor had an argument with him.
The neighbour’s kids spat on our gate.
Someone, he thinks the first neighbour, put spiders in our mailbox.
Someone is stealing our livestock.
The other neighbour is growing pot in his back blocks.
Not that unfathomable, just designed to make me fear people around us and view him as my defender. I’ve been alone here 2 years and NOT ONE ODD INCIDENT OR THEFT! The first neighbour has been very helpful. The second is still an arsehole, but we’re all being civil.
He also claimed to have some superpower that enable him to tell if a man was a wife beater just when passing him on the street…
Mine would acusse everyone of being high on drugs when we were out and about. Point to people “Oh look he is so high, bla bla bla”. How do you know That? Responce “I just know.”
Takes one to know one I guess!
“I want to get fit again. I want a mountain bike and start biking again.” I obligingly bought him a mountain bike for his birthday during wreckonciliation. He rode it once for 100m and never again. I didn’t know then he was still riding the town bike, because I was smoking the hopium.
SO many. But here a few classics:
1) Those condoms in my work luggage are leftover from our family vacation we took….. 4 years ago.
2) I don’t even know that woman I am cuddling in a bar with in that photo taken at 130 am
3) The airplane broke down so I wont be home for the business trip until Saturday night
4) Same as (3) only, there was a huge storm…..
5) Similar to (3) and (4) only: I’m SO tired, instead of flying home Friday night I’m staying over because I really need some rest.
What I would also like to add is that after lying to me he would then spend the entire day up my ass to make sure I was believing it or to keep me preoccupied so I wasn’t thinking about it or researching it.
Any body else experience this???
Mine told me significant others were not allowed at a yearly awards banquet. It was a pretty fancy banquet, buy new dresses every year, wear a tux kind of banquet. I never could understand why spouses were not allowed. He told me tickets were too expensive and hard to come by. Hated that night every year. They all got hotel rooms and partied all night.
After he left me, I met a new friend and she happened to be in the Ex’s industry. I asked her about that awards banquet and spouses not being invited. She laughed her a** off. Also around that time I was looking at a former co-worker of the ex’s social media and saw a pic of her husband with her at that awards banquet.
Yep. Big time chump.
They are so unoriginal. I got the same story about a huge gala event that he was invited to but I wasn’t. There was nothing he could do about it because the people who’d invited him paid $12,000 for their table and he didn’t have a choice about who could attend. I mean, if I was going to be that way about it, he could fork over $2000 for a seat for me, but do I really want us to spend that kind of money for such a silly event?
Fast-forward twenty years and I’m doing my own forensic accounting to use during settlement negotiations. What do I find? A $4000 check made out to the couple who “invited” him.
I realized I needed to step away from the computer and go to the store when who did I run into there?! The couple who supposedly invited X to the gala all those years ago. I never, ever run into them and haven’t seen them in at least ten years. Wow, so strange. They’re big muckety-mucks in town who just love, love, love X of course. Even though I looked straight at them, smiled, and was about to say hi, they both looked down and pretended not to see me as they walked on by. I wanted to yell after them, “How funny, I was just posting online about the time you all accepted a $4000 check from X for the big gala twenty years ago! Sorry I couldn’t make it, hope it was fun!”
Other Kat,
YOU are a class act! YOU looked right at them and smiled!
They looked down and walked away.
Hmmmm, seems to me, YOU are Mighty!
( so glad you didn’t sit at a table with all those low class idiots)!
Hahahhahaaaaa, OMG, how ironic!!!!
You are one mighty, classy chick!!!
Then there was the times I talked about wanting more sex. Wanting to have an actual sex life.
‘I’m just really bagged.’
Read: I already dumped it into cum dumpster person, or jacked off to porn, or have so much ‘shame’ that I can’t/won’t stop but can’t get it up for you.
This one is probably the most audacious:
I love you.
Reading all of these posts makes me wonder if there is anyone out there who tells the truth. 😞
The same thing I wonder myself. But you know what? Event if my heart is soo f#@& destroyed, I totally believe that God see our pain and will send us the right person in our lives someday. When you will last expect
Please forgive my spelling or grammar, I’m posting from a phone with a smashed screen. There are so many people telling the truth here – even though they know it might make them seem foolish or silly. It can be so hard to tell and it’s okay not to trust. Two wonderful friends of mine are going through this right now and all I can tell them is to hold tight to their own reality. Internet hugs if you want them.
For months I fell like I have no more sense of direction then a chicken because of the pain on my heart. I can’t evict those words his moomy said about me that I was a emotional abuser for him and it”s ok for him to watch porn… How can I get this out of my head? Doesn’t matter hkw much I struggle to get this words out of my mind, it comes back… It’s f**ng destroying me
Cara, “Trust that they suck” he is the emotional abuser.
My exhole told everyone that OW’s small children were biologically his.
This meant he could spend time with her and them where ever, whenever and no one would tell me anything. You know, because I was being a bitch about the whole thing. Wouldn’t let him see “his” kids. I was abusive and would keep threatening to throw him out of the house. (This was all BEFORE Dday 1 and hadn’t heard any of this. I hadn’t threatened to throw him out or been abusive. )
Once Dday hit, he kept up the narrative that those kids were his. I was agog that nobody cared enough to tell me anything. We had been together 8 years and married for another year when I found out. Which would mean, in order for those kids to be his, he had to have cheated on me several times with her. And nobody cared, because kids.
Truth did eventually come out. But it didn’t matter.
Wait…were they maybe really his?? This is a head scratcher!
@Cara….the words….dumbass, fat bitch….whore…..cunt….you was nothing to me……..I did you a favor because nobody else would touch you…..I would rather fuck a man…
You must learn the discipline of meditation which will allow you to not only block the words from appearing in your mind but will allow you to replace those with other words or events that are good for you. Block them and you will be able to heal.
He’s a nasty piece of work. You need to remember that.
I would have said, “and you kiss your mother with those lips?” What an evil, vile abuser! I am sorry We Rock. You did not deserve that, EVER! (((hugs)))
Those words are forever a part of me now
@WeRock: No.
@We Rock I’m soo sorry for you that you heard those words said from anything else but not from a human being… You are precious!!! Do not dear to believe those shits! All those words represents that monster. Not you!
Also, just a piece of ass and a sorry one at that when he thought he couldn’t get any better
I heard similar words, you’re vile, revolting, no one in their right mind would want to fuck you.
The list of horrible things said to me by “Mr. Nice Guy” is endless. No one would believe that he’d be capable of being so crude. His outside image is quite the opposite, Mr. Nice Guy, charming, personable, funny.
Everyone thinks he’s a great guy and believes his twisted version of events. In his stories Cheater portrays himself as the poor timed woodland fairy who has suffered quietly over the years living with me, the mentally unstable witch.
It’s been beyond humiliating, I kept quiet, thinking if I took the high road that surely people would see through his lies and know me better than to believe the absurd things he had been saying. I was wrong. X is very convincing playing the role of the sad sausage.
This chapter of my life can be compared to something you would see on an episode of Jerry Springer. A living nightmare. I would have never imagined my life to be reduced to this level.
What I learned is we have no control of how others think or what they believe.
It’s just another shit sandwich served by our sociopath cheater.
Sorry for your pain. The gift that keeps on giving. Sociopathic cheater ex did the same thing to me. His narrative was that I was a hooker. He spread his lies for years. Lots of people believed him, including the local police department. At one point I was having to defend myself from these allegations from two different police departments. Luckily I had documentation proving I was actually working nights at a nursing home, and going to nursing school.
They’re all pretty brazen and convincing with their lies. I think, deep in their rotten, black souls, they really believe their own lies. Maybe that’s why they can buffalo everyone so well.
Tess, here’s one of the many lies and twisted stories X told anyone who would listen in order to advance his smear campaign. One day while picking up our son from Schoo I accidentally backed into a chain link fence in the school parking lot. Minor damage, wasn’t sure if I should wait for the highway patrol to come out and make a report. The school is in a rural area, on the border of two towns and not in the local police jurisdiction. I had to wait a couple hours for them to come out and was told I didn’t need to wait for a report. Fortunately I did wait for the highway patrol and their accident report. X had took it upon himself to tell anyone who would stop and listen that I was driving drunk in the school parking lot while picking up our son from school and that’s how I had the accident. I was very active in volunteering at the school and with the school band. I noticed the other parents who were once friendly not looking at me or saying hello, I thought they were just busy or having a bad day. I walked up to a group of other Mom’s and told them about my accident, they just looked at me and said that’s not what we heard… and walked away. I had no idea what they meant at that time.
I only found out a few months later that X had said I was drunk driving that day. When I found out I went and picked up the copy of my accident report and mailed it to my son
s band teacher. I made copies and put them in envelopes to mail to the other parents but at the last minute decided not to. I don’t need anyone who would believe such slander about me and just left it at that.
Yes, they’re very convincing with their lies, perhaps because they’ve had so much experience.
Tess, I’m so sorry, what a horrible experience, you must have been so humiliated and scared
I hope the policemen apologized to you.
You would think there would be some form of punishment for your X’s false claim, slander and embarrassment on your part. Not to mention wasting the policemen’s time when they could have been solving actual crimes
Cheaters have a way of doing horrible things, and they pull through unscathed maintaining their good guy image.
If that would have been you or I, and we falsely accused either of the two cheaters of prostitution or drunk driving we would be punished and persecuted.
Not unfaithful – multiple partners over 8 years.
Not gay – all partners were male.
Free of porn issues – Looking at homosexual is what caught him out.
Reasons given for cheating,
Curious
Demonic possession
He was being abused by me. My being angry and frustrated over the obvious fractures in our marriage made him cheat.
Love the demonic possession!
Mine lied to me about gay affairs, too.
i am late to the party. wasband lied about everything. he once told me that he lied to make himself look good.. . whatever that means.
anyhow, the most audacious lie he ever told me happen after we had been separated for a year. he was living with my 20 year old daughter so i had access to his room. we had been married 10 years and together 12.. .. and i found a pair of pink panties with the words sexy in blue on the butt under his mattress. .. (yes, i was an expert marriage police and detective) .. of course i knew they were there 2 days before he tried to throw them out while the children and i were visiting for his birthday and bringing him gifts. (he suddenly and urgently needed to throw the kitchen trash that was half empty, sadly i admit to throwing my then 5 year old son in the trash bin [he loved it] when we left to recover the bag so i could check which is how i knew what he did)
when i confronted him he first denied it, until i sent him a picture of them. then his story was they were his sisters because he did laundry at his sisters house (free laundry was provided at the apartment and was actually right next to my daughters apartment, literally 6 steps out her door). only the panties were not the size of either one of his sisters. so he kept telling that story, just switching it up. first he did the laundry, then his sister did his laundry and her panties must have gotten mixed up with his. finally, i pointed out that even if they were his sisters panties, then why have them under his mattress. that is just creepy. why not just throw them away or put in a bag for her to come pick up.. .
so then it was he was doing laundry at the apartment and he found the underwear there. and he decided to keep the panties. Because he liked them. Because they were small and cute. And well, he is sick in the head. And he needs help because he now has a problem.. .. .. . and damn it! it is about time that i knew that he LIKES TO WEAR panties.. .. ok. he is sick. and he kept the panties because he likes to put them on and wear them.. .. ..
that fool would rather me think that he wore womens underwear then admit to cheating on me while we were separated.. . *ugh* and sadly i actually took him back after all that.. ..
I personally would love it if it was just a cross dress fetish. Wearing panties isn’t wrong. Frankly men’s underwear is really quite sad, women’s underwear can be so fun. Sex positive, being a little freaky deaky, having some weird desires are ok.
Mutual agreement for fidelity meaning dick all and being lied to? Using something that might be a bit off radar (like cross dressing) to hide that he is a turd? Ugh. That’s awful.
thing is i was with him for 12 years at that point and he never ONCE wore my underwear and i had some pretty nice panties.. .. haha had he been into female underwear then it would not have bothered me. he has a really nice body. i prefer my men in boxers but i could have loved to seen him in anything, even panties.. .. he was so hot (to me).. ..
it amazed me that he would rather me think he is sick in the head (his words, not mine) then just admit that he cheated.. .. i never will understand his logic. . . fast forward another 3 years and we divorced. for me it was because he was cheating AGAIN.. . i have no clue what, when, why or how he thinks.. . but he actually told me he never cheated on me because we were “broken up” (i explained that you dont break up when you are married). But according to him, being separated means it is ok to have sex with other people (who knew? that is NOT what it meant to me thou). .. but then i think back to that that and wonder why he bothered to lie to me at all if he really thinks that it is not cheating when we are separated.. .. . you cant logic with crazy thou..
just another example of how he twists everything to fit whatever fantasy he has going on in his own little head.. .. so glad i dont have to deal with that crazy anymore.
This post topic is a challenge to me as my cheater did not tell me lies. He simply packed his duffel bag, ( with new underwear Chumpy me had lovingly laundered and folded), and quickly walked past our tiny child and pregnant me, to drive off to his job and to the open arms and vagina of ow.
He simply said nothing to me. I was just an inconvience to pass by,on the way to greater excitement.
Pisses me off.
He was the lie!
That’s lying. He didn’t tell. Implied fidelity? Implied faithfulness and being your partner?
He was the lie, yes.
“If you find any women’s panties, the dog drug them in. We didn’t have a dog! You can’t make this shit up.
I totally think I would start messing with his head back. He comes home from work… “what’s that?” “What do you mean? Hank?” “Who’s Hank? What’s that cage for?” “That’s Hanks kennel and that fuzzy ball in it is Hank. You know Hank, he’s our dog!” “We don’t have a dog” “hey! Hank doesn’t like it when you talk like that. Sure, he gets into the garbage and sometimes eats the soap, but he’s a part of our family!!!!” “When did you decide we were getting a dog?” “We decided together honey, don’t make this one of those things you pretend to forget. Two years ago you made a New Years resolution to lose 10 pounds and a gym membership is good, but a physical responsibility to walk him is even better! You Know this!” “I didn’t make a resolution who’s dog is this?” “Look, I don’t know why you’re being so weird. Hank is a part of our lives, I mean, we even had him in the family photos!”(point to photoshopped wall stuff) “babe, we talked about this for a long time and you know he’s a foster with emotional issues. That’s why he eats so many weird things- shoes, your white water rafting dingy you never use, your climbing rope long abandoned, those 300 dollar jeans you leave on the floor because I’m your maid service, your hat collection, the strange underwear from your sluts, I am surprised you’re acting like you don’t know him. He’s ruined a lot of things you like….” “We don’t have a fucking dog” “honey, this was cute but you need to walk Hank, and then maybe you need to call your doctor. I’m starting to worry about you. This could be like… dimentia or a tumor or something.” …… blame the dog indeed mother fuckers.
Hahahaa, brilliant!!!
“Here, Fido!!!” (Whistling)
2 new years’ eves ago,after Dday 3 had finally opened my eyes but when he was still juggling the trio of OW, he called my older daughter ( then 13) very sad about how awful his life is, the mistakes that he has made. He is spending NYE all by himself in the Barossa valley ( 45 mins from home) to sort himself out.
The next day OW3 ( now the new sparkly fiancee) posts pictures of both of them at her NYE party, in another state.
This particular lie stands out for me because a) it was pointless. A whole lot of joint acquaintances knew where he’d gone, even if she hadn’t posted it, and b) he lied to our daughter to make himself look like a good person- oh, and possibly to stop her from telling the other OW next time they came around
moominmamma — yes, the pointless lies. The easily exposed lies. Those really screw with your head, because why do it? My ex has told many people that he comes from a Broadway family (he doesn’t), he can tap dance (he can’t), and that he was offered his own show in Branson (he wasn’t — the theater he said offered him the show had been closed for 11 years when he told this ridiculous whopper). So glad to have peace and truth back in my life.
Yeah, Rally Squirrel. I thought to myself, if boyfriend/ex-boyfriend readily lies to me (makes up stories) over things in which there seems to be no incentive to lie, then I wonder how much other stuff he is lying about!
RockStarWife — Yep. Lying is just a way of life for these people. Also, because most people are trusting, the liar generally gets away with it. My ex didn’t tell those particular lies in front of me, because I was in a position to call him out on it. He told the lies on podcasts and in other interviews to rooms full of people. He’s betting that nobody will Google it. And they don’t. So he enjoys the reward of appearing to be amazing, multi-talented, fated for stardom. What a sad thing to need to do.
The one I spackled over the most:
When my daughter was small – maybe one – and we had been together for about three years at this stage, I found a password protected document on our shared computer. I eventually guessed the password and read the document. It was a detailed list of everything I had NOT done correctly for my daughter going back to when she was born. For example- 7:00am June 21- baby crying, Chumpachump lets baby cry.
There were no notes for him. Just notes for me. When I asked him WTF?, he said ‘It’s for a business idea’. When I asked what business idea, he said ‘We need a better future! Don’t you want a better future? What kind of mom doesn’t want a better future for her daughter?!!’. He couldn’t tell me why my parenting needed to be documented or what kind of business idea he had.
When he left, he told me he had 14 years of documention about what a bad mother I am. That is probably the only thing he has ever said that is true. I absolutely believe him. The thought of him watching me and writing everything down for 15 years fills me with terror.
What a monster. Please do not internalize his criticisms. And please tell me you got custody of your daughter? Hugs.
Thanks Tempest. We have not worked out custody yet but my daughter refuses to have anything to do with her father. She’s not a chump.
My thought is ‘what would a judge really think seeing this kind of documentation from someone who was supposedly happily married for years
He claims to have video taped me for 15 years too. My lawyer laughed. She said all of his ‘evidence ‘ was going to backfire on him. Who documents abuse for 15 years? And doesn’t ‘rescue’ the child? A psychopath.
This is the second most terrible fucking thing I have ever read on this blog.
I am so sorry.
I hope you are living safely away from him. This behavior is disturbing at best and at worst feels like a set-up or justification for violent criminality toward you. He’s created a world where he perceives himself as omniscient with “proof” that will justify any actions he engages in. He’s unaware of how creepy and invasive his actions are, and all of that is ominous.
I’m glad your lawyer knows about this!
To me, at the beginning:
“Now I can finally love like I have never loved before.”
While not the most audacious of all time… it is the most recent.
Text I received today:
Cheater:
I would like to have the kids over for lunch or dinner while daughter (19) is in town and it is Easter. When would be the best time? Sat or Sun?
Me:
Well seeing that you had the kids for Spring Break and the entire Easter Holiday last year, I think we’ll just stick to the parenting schedule. If Daughter (19) wants to meet you for lunch she’s welcome to do that.
Cheater:
Umm springbreak and Easter weren’t during the same weeks at all last year.
Also I didn’t ask for Easter.
Just a meal on satyes at.
So I guess in the world of cheaters, clearly giving me an ultimatum between Saturday and Sunday (during MY parenting time) isn’t asking for Easter. How can one lie within the same 5 sentences and not see they are lying. Thus, why it’s so important to communicate in writing.
Hopefully procreation with fuckwits isn’t a lifelong sentence
Ah, but you responded very well! Three cheers for chumps who have learned the magic of sustaining the custody schedule for minors and leaving the EX to workout his/her own lunch schedule with adult children.
“I was and am divorced and have never remarried”
Okey dokey ding dong ! Why does your Facebook page have your wedding date (from 2011) posted at the bottom of your timeline ? F*cking nutter
When he told me the Craigslist SWM, fuck post was creative advertising to get girls to come to the all-guy weekly Magic the Gathering tournaments at his store.
It HAD to be his name and information, it was his business. Of COURSE he put SWM, otherwise who would respond? Duh, Grendel. The ONLY reason he posted it the same time me and the boys were out of town for the week? Why, he didn’t want to use family time in answering the multitudes of messages and responses this was going to generate for…… [wait for it…..]…. the BUSINESS!
And the regret of it all was that it had to be HIS picture because the other guys were, well, you know….not as ‘aesthetically pleasing.’ Not his fault he was the hot one.
Oh, and just for the record? Let’s all remember I’m the one who told him to use Craigslist for marketing. Such sorrow. Why wasn’t I proud of him? Sigh. Once again he just couldn’t measure up no matter how hard he tried.
See all he wanted to do was attract two or three of those rare mythical beings.
Capture that elusive creature they call ‘woman’. The celestial spectre on which his geek and freak clan had never before laid eyes. In their trance, standing transfixed, bulging wallets too would succumb to the spell of that which is female.
Billfolds rising magically from male pants pockets, spilling forth endless reams of cash into his coffers. Harnessing the power of the ‘she’, we would forever live on the never ending riches produced from the genius that was his Craigslist ad.
He did it for US!
So it wouldn’t have been a “no-strings attached” hook-up then.
That girl would gave to play Magic: The Gathering in order to have a CHANCE.
LMAO.
“I need time on my own because I have a lot of work to do on me. Today I worked on being nice to the person at the Wendy’s drive thru.”
Give the man a medal!
A Bitch Cookie, hot out of the oven.
“That is an old Facebook page! I joined last year when I was monitoring DD17.”
“Then why does it say you joined two months ago? And why do you have only one friend? And what would you need Messenger for with one friend? And why is DD17 not on your friends list? Or your brothers? Or me?”
X deleted his FB account when I asked him about song lyrics he posted, which were about cheating. I got the whole “you’re always unfairly accusing me, you don’t trust me” routine, along with a lecture about how evil FB is and how it was too much pressure on him having his work and personal friends posting on his page. Which was also my fault, because he wouldn’t feel pressure about it if I wasn’t suspicious (needless to say, I’d never made a peep about anything on his FB page until then).
A few months later I got a “people you may know” notice from FB. It was X, of course. When I asked him about it he said he had to sign on to communicate on a work project, but it was just a one-time thing and he didn’t have any friends and didn’t want any, so nothing to see here, move along. I clicked on his page to find that he had upwards of 100 friends just a few weeks after rejoining and that he was posting quite a bit on his timeline. When I asked him about it he said, “It’s hard in my position, so many people want to friend me and I don’t want to hurt their feelings.”
We moved in together, he told me he plans to marry me, we start house hunting… 6 months later I find out he has kids while I was cleaning the house and found his pay stub. I asked him why did you lie to me? He said he didn’t lie to me if what he didn’t tell me was none of my business.
You’re living together, you’re supposedly planning to get married, you’re house hunting, and it’s none of your business he has kids?????? WOW! I hope you ran away fast!
X had the passwords to all of our financial accounts, which I never felt the need to look at until I discovered, by accident, the massive credit card debt he’d accumulated. When I asked him for the passwords, he said, “Just tell me what documents you want and I’ll print them out for you.”After talking in circles as he kept trying to put me off, I finally said, “What would I do if you died of a heart attack tomorrow? I would have no way of getting into any of our accounts.” That’s when he said, no need to worry, if that happens all you have to do is go to the safe deposit box at the bank, where I keep the passwords written down on a sheet of paper.
By then I was on to him, so I went to the bank later that afternoon and didn’t bother telling him that there was no sheet of paper in the safe deposit box with the passwords, duh you stupid idiot of a liar. Instead I waited a week or so and told him I was applying for a loan for women-owned businesses and that I couldn’t qualify without submitting all of my financials. He hemmed and hawed, and I could see the wheels turning as he looked for more excuses, came up empty, and finally said ok, here they are, as his tiny little pea brain was calculating how long he could wait until going back in and changing them. Too late! I changed them myself.
He just kind of gave in at that point, since I didn’t confront him about what I found. Just lined up my ducks, one by one, quiet as a mouse. He probably figured I was too lazy or stupid to go back 20 + years and uncover the true depth of his financial abuse, but I did, which became one of my strongest negotiating tools during the settlement.
I love it when a plan comes together!
rad
Hey, after i posted my comment below, i scrolled to find this user name already taken! I guess I’m the “Other Other Kat”…. sorry for the confusion!
No worries! I came up with the name after I realized a few years back that Kat was taken. Maybe it’s a good thing that two of us have the same name so it makes it harder for our Xs to find us here 🙂
My ex Narcopath told me he was seconded by ASIO (aust CIA) & had to go to secret island location (yep, sounds like a Bond or Ice Station Zebra!) because, he was put through special climate tests of extreme temperature changes!!! Out of only 10 recruits from all over Australia, he was (wait for it) one of two to pass!!! It was to see & test endurance & mind etc…blah blah. He couldn’t tell me where in the world he was (top security) but, had a fabulous tan on return. He’s very short, morbidly obese & I worried he could have had a heart attack. No fear of that because, he was poolside at a resort with one (of several) OW’s….haha rolypoly Bond wannabe more like Lou Costello (abbott & costello) couldn’t even tie his laces without huge effort!
Oh shit that’s funny! Roll poly Bond wannabe😂😂😂🤣
He told one OW whilst on another secret mission he was buried alive and had to breath through a straw! Naturally he passed this test too! Pity I wasn’t there, I would have blocked his straw! Haha 😉
He sounds like the guy I almost married nearly 30 years ago – who learned this bullshit (the whose ASIO routine) from an ex of my best friend! Your physical description matches as well!
I didn’t give him much of a chance to lie to me. And I didn’t bother picking through the past to work out what was lies or not.
But after DD and because I confronted him (the period I was getting my shit together), he claimed his younger whore was an older woman, with a heart condition, who had even asked him to call her ‘Mom’. Ewwww
My Ex was working out of town for a couple days. He was staying at one of those motels where the manager had to ring the room when I called. One night my phone calls went unanswered well past midnight. I was worried but after 5 calls I gave up because I didn’t want to bother the manager anymore. Cheater’s explanation when he got home; “The phone didn’t ring.” That lie and the smirk on his face said it all but I foolishly stuck it out another 13 years. I should’ve filed for divorce the next day. Lesson learned.
ugh THAT smirk.. .. i got it often but never paid any attention.. .. but the one time that smirk sticks in my head is the day i found out he had a gurlfriend when we were separated the last time. there i was thinking we were “trying” to fix our marriage, we talked about marriage counseling and other things. . he called me every night to talk.. .. but for some reason he took his gurlfriend to met with me to get the rest of his stuff.. .. i actually thought she was a man when he drove up.. . it wasnt until i noticed he had a hickey on his neck (after he was trying so hard to keep it covered) and i stood there literally in shock, mouth hanging open and tears in my eyes. i could not breath at all and pain in my chest.. . but i asked him who was in his truck and he smirked!!!!! told me it was none of my business who he has in his truck.. ..
i filed the divorce papers the next day. i still cant believe a lot of what he did, said and thought. but that smirk is forever branded in my head.. . he was actually so pleased with himself.
That smirk was the craziest thing I have ever seen in my life. The last lie I caught him in he gave me this insane smirk and said “Well looks like Detective (insert my name) wins again” I had never seen that from him before even on catching other lies because those were always followed by crocodile tears. This lie though (even though it was a small one) his smirk was so baffling it literally scared the shit out of me and thankfully he moved a few days afterwards.
Direct quotes from the batshit Ex husband:
#1. I have to work all night because they are remodeling my workspace, and I’m the only one tall enough to paint the ceiling. (Skank posted pictures of them and ‘the crew’ at some ghetto bar.)
#2. I need to spend Christmas with my sister – 1 state away – because she’s lonely since her boyfriend left. (Spent week with Skank and her 1 yo baby.
#3. (The tail end of Same week as #2, when we expecting out of town guests for New Year’s) It took me 10 hours to drive home because i had to stop and got the bathroom alot.
Hahahahaha
“I want to visit my eldest sons, I haven’t seen them for months. I don’t want to go at the weekend (when we also had his youngest son with his ex, aka the Whore). You and Whore’s son should have some time alone together on the farm. It will be good for you “. And it was good until eldest son phoned me looking for his dad, who was with the Whore.
“I work with my hands so I can’t wear a wedding ring.”
“I only flirt with homely women because it makes them feel better about themselves. You need to get over your insecurities”
A blue collar safety minded saint and psycho analyst, wasn’t I the lucky one? Har dee har har
Probably the most often repeated and most audacious: “You knew about it and agreed to it.”
You’d think I’d remember agreeing to something that completely violated my moral boundaries.
I asked him why he lied to me about it if I already knew. He just looked dumbfounded and couldn’t come up with an answer.
But the weirdest lie? That this whole clusterfuck was a political disagreement. He said I was against all his dishonesty because I was a Democrat, whereas he, as a Republican, was on a higher plane of moral understanding.
Wow! With word salad like that you will need to check to see if CL is shipping out portable Universal Bullshit Translators to carry around in your pocket and aid in your conversations with the idiot.
Wow, everything really is Obama’s fault! LMAO
“I could not live without you in my life. You are forever my best friend and lover. God brought us through it, he will see us through it…. Bring us, I love you so very much. Happy Birthday.”
We had driven to my son’s college ice hockey game around an hour from home. He was out of the car and it was around husband’s birthday. I noticed a card sticking out of the pocket on the door of the car and pulled it out to read the above.
When he came back to the car I confronted him and he ran away with his phone and I could see him near the rink messing with his phone (found out later he was deleting all of his text messages).
Told me that night that someone left the card anonymously on his windshield!!! LMFAO!!!!
I know the night is late, but I’m throwing mine into the ring.
“I have to go help my friend who had a stroke. Everyone else has abandoned him and no one cares but me. His old fat sister comes to visit sometimes, but that’s all.”
Translation: I am shtupping the sister. It s convenient that her brother had a stroke since it means he is bed-ridden and can’t speak and has no idea whats going on in his living room.
Is your handle a shout out to the Kansas song that starts Supernatural? Love that, sorry for the story.
Love that song, too!
He bought OW a pair of Ugg boots for Christmas. I found the receipt in his coat. He told me he bought himself work boots. My only response was to say, damn you wear boots with the fur to the construction site? And walked away.
This makes me laugh out loud, and hits close to home. My stbxw (same sex couple) yelled at me when I confronted her about what I felt was an inappropriate relationship, “She’s not even gay! You don’t want me to have any friends!” Nope. Just not friends you’re fucking around with, gay or not….
Why are they all so similar? Where is this manual they read?
There are websites for people who do want to fuck around. It’s a place to trade secrets. Gay, straight, purple, tradesperson or executive, the game is the same. Entice, seduce, indulge. They get off on your pain and their secrecy.
“At least I always wore protection.” Not according to my STD test …
Horrific. I’m so sorry.
GAM, I’m sorry this happened to you. ((hugs))
Oh, I forgot–my husband made many false allegations against members of my family. He had cops show up at our home more than once to purportedly protect him from me, although he was abusing me. He never left marks, so I couldn’t show the police any evidence that I had been abused. On the day he filed for divorce, he took me to court, falsely alleging that I had committed crimes. He requested sole custody of our children. Thank goodness the presiding judge did not believe him. (I spent $100k in court, but at least I got the lion’s share of physical custody.) He took our children to various police stations around our state one day trying to get them to bear false witness against one of my relatives, trying to convince police that that relative had abused our children–although I heard after my husband left that when he and I were married and living together (I think that I was working in my lab that day) he beat our young children with a belt. (Projection much by my husband?) Our children are quite nice children. They didn’t deserve that treatment. I wish that I had found out as soon as they had been hit.
You’ve been through too much.
Thanks, Creativerational.
Don’t know if is actually a lie or just stupid, My X after caught cheating, I wouldn’t let him deny it – Had a 3 year old and pregnant with #2 and I said what kind of person are you? his response ” I had no practical knowledge of living and making the right choices”
Sounds like a truth about himself to me.
When my ex and I were first living together, early in our relationship, we used to stop by and chat with one of his high school friends whenever we’d go to the mall. She was the same age as him, 29, and she worked at the makeup counter at a fancy department store. I never thought anything of it, because he was “head over heels in love” with me, and also I wasn’t a jealous person.
Anyway, time went by. And one day I realized that we hadn’t visited her in several months. “Hey,” I asked the Ex, “Why don’t we ever go see Maria anymore?” Ex looked at me for a minute and then blurted out, “She died.” I was shocked! I couldn’t believe it! I replied, “She died?!? What happened?” Without skipping a beat, Ex blurted, “breast cancer.” I didn’t know what to say. Here was a good friend of his, young, seemingly healthy, about whom he’d never mentioned any sort of health problems. Heck, he hadn’t even mentioned her passing away! And he was the kind of person who always visited people in the hospital, always went to funerals, and this was a close friend! I just looked at him, and he just looked at me. And like the chump I was, I thought, that’s super weird. But maybe he is just too upset about this and doesn’t want to talk about it. And so I let it go.
Decades later, a couple years after d-day and after my divorce, Ex’s sister’s mother-in-law passed away. I was still friendly with his sister and her family, so they invited me to the funeral. The church was very full, but I found a pew that had some space close to the back. As the service began, the woman in the pew in front of me turned around to check out who all was there. And lo and behold, it was my Ex’s old high school friend, Maria from the makeup counter! I almost had a heart attack! Even after the cheating and the divorce, I’d never given her another thought. But as i saw her, I suddenly realized that either I was witnessing a miracle resurrection or Ex had been full of shit and must’ve cheated with her, too. Sitting in that pew, I was pretty pissed. I thought seriously about confronting her. But when the service was over, I left the church and went home. She was obviously a lowlife piece of scum, and she was not worth my time, not worth my breath, and definitely not worth my self-respect.
Every evening, he would snore loudly on the couch in front of the tv and I’d wake him to tell him to go to bed.
Without batting an eyelid, he would say loudly, “I wasn’t asleep!”
When I, then, asked him why he was snoring so loudly and had his eyes closed, he would tell me that I was wrong, he wasn’t snoring or asleep. It didn’t matter how blatant it was and how much proof I had, I was always wrong about him falling asleep in front of the tv. I didn’t care that he fell asleep, but it made me question my sanity when he lied so easily and about the same thing night after night!
This is so common.
And… this is what smartphones and YouTube are for now…!!!
After a night out drinking STBX said he ‘had’ to sleep in same hotel room as howorker on business trip cause his other work colleague wanted to fuck the other whore coworker & he had no choice – mind you STBX was the manager and all workers were his staff. STBX was also fucking the other howorker as well. On another occassion he spent night in hotel room with howorker cause it was too late to go home..& he thinks I would believe this absolute bull shit !
When I was dating Mr.Cheaterpants. We were here in the states all our family in our place of origin. He told me his father used to work with a very important company and he lost his job. Because of this he was poor and moved to a very humble country side in my country of origin when he was a teenager. When I met his family for the 1st time we went together to his mom’s house while she was talking she mentioned they were living there since he was a toddler. When I asked him (he was in his mid 20s) why he said that. He just told me he was “joking”?!? I wish I knew. I had a lot of “jokes” after that. 🙆🏻
Gosh, there are so many to choose from because he’s the biggest lying asshole in the world and I was the HUGEST chump. Here are the top three (off the top of my head):
1. When he suddenly stopped having sex with me 4.5 years into our relationship, he said it was because he had pain in his groin.
After weeks of doing nothing about it, I made such a stink about it (out of concern for his health) that he finally went to a doctor. He went to several and got tests (supposedly), even prescribed antibiotics. In retrospect one of two things was true: there was no pain and he went through the motions to keep up the charade Bc he was already sleeping with his coworker or he had an STD.
2. During the discard, when he left me, refused to explain why and wouldn’t interact except by text (because he was busy spending all his time with this new victim) he told me his therapist has said he was “depressed” and possibly bi-polar and had to go on meds, so things weren’t going to get better for us for a long time, if ever. Moron that I was, I doubled down, telling him I was committed to him no matter what. I wouldn’t leave him if he had cancer so I certainly wouldn’t leave him over this. Turns out depressed = I’m sick of you and I want you to go away quietly so I can take up with my new chump without consequences. Surprise! He immediately was cured of depression and bi-polar as soon as he moved in with her. She must be the Lourdes of Cheating.
3. Early in our relationship when I was paying for everything ‘cause he was just too unique and special to work the few menial jobs he was qualified for, I saw on his cell phone bill all these strange numbers where texts and photos were being exchanged. I asked him about them and he professed no knowledge of them at all. He said that it must be some kind of virus on his phone because he had jail broken it! AND I BELIEVED IT. Even after it went on for several months and I even confirmed that such a thing was impossible from the cell phone carrier. God, I look back in disgust at what an idiot I was.
But then I remember: I trusted. I tried. I loved. And I will again someday with someone worthy. He’ll always be a piece of shit.
Oh here’s another one! When he didn’t come home all night (we were living apart at the time, but I kept tabs on him) he said it was because he couldn’t sleep so he took a drive. A 250-mile drive. In the middle of the night. On a weekday. 250 miles of driving interrupted only by a stop at a little beach we used to visit, where he thought about us and how sad he was that things were the way they were between us now. 🤮🤮🤮
The Lourdes of Cheating. Hahaha!
We had separated at my ex’s request, after a year of brutal, dismissive discard. We were still living together until I could gather my resources to buy her out of our home. I was extremely depressed and barely getting by. I tried to stay away from the house as often as I could. One Monday morning I was on my way home from a friends when I get a text message from my ex that she has the house until noon. I said “what are you talking about?! We never made any agreement like that?!” Oh yes, don’t you remember? Wtf. I worked at home at the time and had contracts I needed to submit that morning.
I proceeded home to find her in bed with a beautiful woman, probably 20 years younger than her. She had her arm draped around her like she was showing off her great prize. I was shaking like a leaf and all I wanted to do was jump on my ex and pummel her. I just looked at that woman and said, “Look…I don’t know who you are, but I guarantee you you don’t know who she is, and I hope it doesn’t take you 14 years to find out.” Ex says, disgustingly…” just get out and go do your work and we’ll leave when we’re ready.” I did a little research on who the beauty in the bed was…ex developed a sudden interest in doing equine therapy about 5 months prior to this incident and before our separation. Ho is an equine therapist from the UK…we’re in the US.
On a good note, our marriage (in MA) became legal in our home state during our separation. I went through ex’s financials when she was away at a “retreat”, probably with new shiny thing, and found out she had socked away over $200,000 in her 401k during the 6.5 years of our marriage. (Together for 14) I lawyered up after I got her out of the house and got almost half of that.
I lost all of my friends from two different “spiritual “ communities we were involved in because I didn’t do the conscious uncoupling thing. I’m just a victim-mentality personality, supposedly.
Good riddance.
Got-the-house: So sorry you had to suffer through all that pain, including the loss of friends (which is a double whammy; same thing happened to me). I’m glad you were wise enough to find the 401K, and (per your name) to get the house. Trust me, your next set of friends will be of much higher integrity. Hugs.
Thank you, Tempest, it was the hardest thing I’ve ever been through in my life. What a mind-fuck. I’m an expert on narcissism now though…I can see them coming from a mile away. I think a lot of them hide in “spiritual “ communities like the ones I was involved in. I’m especially wary of anyone who leads those types of groups.
My ex has an effusive (“look at how loving I am!”) personality…you know, all “Namaste” and what-not. What a joke. No one would believe the things she did to me. Major gaslighting for a year. I was extremely traumatized and rage filled at the end when I figured it all out…and we all know how bad “anger” is in those peace loving communities. Sheesh. It has caused me to rethink everything I ever believed in.
During the divorce process:
1. The ex told his mom not to talk to me if I called because I had been declared ‘legally insane’. According to him, I was in a constant catatonic state where I would rock myself back and forth while mumbling random words that made no sense. Also, he was worried I might be a danger to others so it was probably a good idea for her let the rest of the family know.
(What? No straight jacket? Geez!)😂😂😂
2. Another time during the divorce, he told his mom I had paid some hacker $8000 for code that would enable me to break into his two brothers work computers to plant pornographic material. He wanted her to warn them.
**Both brothers are employed by government contracted corporations. One is an IT engineer at Boeing. Neither of them believed him of course.
He told lie #1 in order to ‘separate the herd’, so to speak. He has an overly extreme fear of exposure and so to prevent that from happening, he turns people against each other. Usually he’s more stealth and convincing but not this time.
The reason behind lie #2 is because he would look at porn on his company issued laptop. The lie was his way of setting up a plausible scenario so if in the event he was fired and his family became aware, I would be blamed for it because he already planted the seed.
Neither of these doozies worked. The funniest part is I never did nor intended to involve his family. He actually hung himself with his own concoction of bullshit tales.
These are good stories for a chapter if Tracy makes a new book! I can pictures this in a series casting “assholes” look alike types. Retelling or reenacting these stories. The 2 “CIA” agents wannabe, the sfrgirl crazy & hacker are sad & funny. Who knows, if these becomes a sitcom a few of our cheaters will show up for casting.
My ex got a camera. His new hobby. I supported him in all of his hobbies. Camping, quad riding, boat racing, drones, etc….. So he wants to stay out until 2 a.m. to take pictures at night. He likes taking pictures at night. The sun hurts his eyes. Lol. He also started “working” every Saturday.
After getting that gut feeling, I asked what was going on. He said nothing. He said I was insecure.
He wanted me to cosign new truck so we could be safe towing our camper and then took his OW camping in our camper and his new truck. He had moved out and in with her by that time. Then he bought bigger newer camper and bigger newer desert vehicle. Everything to them has to be bigger, newer, shinier – but it doesn’t make them any happier. He’s still miserable and angry.
He did have some night pictures. There were some of the raccoons by some rocks he had taken. His car was in one of the pictures. Funny, he told me he didn’t know I was calling him that night because he was taking pictures of raccoons and his phone was in the car and the car was faaaaaar away. I said, “Oh look – your car is right there.” He always hates it when I point out his lies.
One morning he came home around 7 a.m. and wanted to take me and our daughter out to breakfast. After he’d been out all night at the hotel with OW. Gross. You look back and and all the rotten things fall into place and make sense.
On our last camping trip over 2 years ago (yearly Thanksgiving trip) he said he wanted a separation because I am so mean! I question him about his being out taking pictures at night! That’s his hobby! He works so hard and he has to relax, how could I take that away from him! I am such a horrible person. (Why he took me on this camping trip I have no idea – he was sneaking away texting OW..)
He was drama king of drama kings.
Before that scene took me and our daughter on a ride on our quads. He took us over these huge rocks. I was quietly freaking out because I was really scared about how to get through this. I watched which way he went and I was able to make it out of there. Our daughter, though fell backwards scaring me to death. She was ok. But it was kind of an analogy for me. He took us over dangerous, sharp rocks to which I came out on the other side, but our daughter fell and got hurt. Kind of like his leaving us. I will make it – I’ve been through this before with my first narc husband. But our daughter – she’s getting hurt. Rejected. By her dad.
Our daughter went on the yearly Thanksgiving trip last year with her dad. his girlfriend, their baby. She didn’t want to go. He got so mad at her. She then told him she didn’t like what he did, she doesn’t like his gf or their baby. He has chosen them over her. So her dad got mad and brought her home at 2 a.m. – without her clothes she packed.
Our daughter said that he was yelling at his gf when she was trying to help him unload things at the campsite. He yells at her other times, too.
How ironic. Two years later he’s at the campsite with his gf he was texting when we were last there. And he’s not happy. He’s yelling at her. He’s mad. He’s angry.
His new shiny things didn’t make him happy. Go figure. He told our daughter everything in the house I got in the divorce is old. I’m old. The dogs are old. The appliances are 10 years old….. Yep. 🙂 And it’s home sweet home.
Frankly, I think if your daughter falls offf that ‘dad mobile’ and sticks with mom she will be beyond ok!
She has refused to see him since the Thanksgiving trip. She says he’s an asshole. He tries to text her ‘hi’ every now and then and she just looks disgusted.
If all that stuff, and you, is old at the age of 10 years, what does that make him???
I hope Schmoopie walks out on his ass.
He will be 50 this year. I’m 57. Schmoopie is now 24. Our daughter is 15. Schmoopie is 9 years older than our daughter. He sent our daughter a card for Christmas. No present. He’s a very spiteful, vindictive person. I am so sorry I gave our child such a poor father.
Ah man. My stbx had all kinds of doozys, but the best is when he snuck a ho (possible hooker) in for a sleepover when I was out of town for the night, then of course insisted nothing happened.
Our security cam caught her sneaking in at 12:30 am and out at 6:30 am. He had her park down the street, out of the view of our cameras. And she had to crouch and crawl behind the trashcans and bushes (spider town) to sneak around our privacy fence around the side yard and come in the back door to the master bedroom where there is no camera. All this in a bright pink, barely there party/mini dress and sky high heels. The lie comes when confronted and he insist that they did not sleep together and that “nothing happened like you think”. Never admitted it, but got strangely quiet a few times when I tried to get an explanation because of course it’s impossible to defend. When I saw this the next morning I arranged to leave work early and pick up my stuff and move to a temporary apartment. Gross part is when packing I notice he didn’t bother to move any of the pictures of me or any of my personal things from the master bedroom and bathroom, didn’t change the sheets, pillows, etc. Literally there was a pair of my underwear out on my dresser, my pink ugg slippers next to my bed, my heels worn the day before, an album from our romantic trip to Italy, my cosmetics in the bathroom, etc. Neither of them had any shame. Probably shouldn’t have surprised me after spending time on this site. The sad thing is he would have gotten away with it if they hadn’t slept in a little bit because in the dark the cameras not that good and you just barely see a shadow when she comes in but when she goes out you just see that quick flash of the bright pink otherwise I never would have zoomed in to see it.
Also, I thought she might be a hooker because I never found proof of him talking to somebody that matched her physical description. There came to light after 2 women he was talking to inappropriately (that he swears he never did anything with either) but they looked very different than her. And I had to question If a woman who’s really interested in him would have went along with this humiliating ploy for a 5 hour sleep over on a wed night.
I check into ChumpLady nearly every day and often I am made uncomfortable because of the truth and objectivity that is reflected in the posts and comments. I come for this reason.
Two years ago I had an online emotional affair that would have become physical had my deceit and willful selfishness not been discovered. Had I continued, I would have destroyed my life. What I had already done up to that point, however, cruelly betrayed and hurt my wife and child. At the time, I’d been married nearly 20 years.
I just had to say something today because while it’s difficult to read the lies so often told by cheaters and see myself reflected back, it’s necessary…helpful, if that makes any sense.
I do not write this for pats on back or ego stroking and I apologize for the offense my posting here might cause. I write it only to tell you, you all do more than help “chumps” and to say thank you.
The truth really will set you free but first it’s going to piss you the hell off.
Well, if you are telling the truth in this post, I’m happy to give you a pat on the back. Maybe some cheaters or nearly cheaters can understand the extend of their self-delusion when they see themselves and their lies reflected here. It makes sense that some of them could learn from this. I hope there are many more who lurk here and are willing to learn about themselves.
Best wishes to you and your family. May you never hurt your family like this again, wishing you a long and happy marriage.
It is interesting that you recognize it would have destroyed your life. I wish my cheater had thought it through. I explained it to him in detail what his “new” life would look like and yep it pretty much looks like that. Crappy. No respect. Loss of most mutual friends. But I think my cheater has serious personality issues.
Not my circus anymore.
I’ve told this before, but it still fills me with rage that he actually thought I would be stupid enough to believe it.
D day- found texts on his phone to his mate, boasting in graphic detail about fucking his rat faced whore.
He comes over *2 weeks* later, and tells me the texts weren’t true, they were ”just lad’s banter.” !!??
2018: The lies continue.
He is posting on a relationship support forum, because, surprise, surprise, things are not going well with the Whore…He introduces himself explaining that he and his partner have been together for 20 years and they met when he was doing his doctoral research.
So… yes they met 20 years ago, but they were together for about 6 then split up (or he was lying to me about that for 10 years…) then he was with me for nearly 10 years (and cheated with her), and now they have been together officially for less than 2 years. He’s been on Prozac for 18 months because it’s so hard being with her (so he says, who the fuck knows what’s real?). Also he gives the impression he has that bloody PhD which he never finished.
I’ve been lurking, schadenfreude shopping.
Also, a warning to everyone about people on forums…
Stbx Dickwad McCheaterpants first affair (that he admitted)……..brought home sheets and blow-up mattress from his apartment he “HAD” to have whilst working OOT (because he was fired) as he had a one year non-compete with old employer. We were hosting a big family reunion at our home. (Stupid chump I am says I will buy a new one if you don’t want to hassle bringing it …..and the sheets home….I mean seriously they are $100 bucks AND I didn’t want to wait until the last minute to set it all up and wash his sheets) His boss (all docs here) said he could stay with him in his big mostly empty house FOR FREE! But noooooo, he had to have his own place……now I know for fucking his married mother of three nurse ugh.
Anyway, chumpy me helped him unload……..dickwad says “you want me to wash those sheets?”
I’m like, huh? YOU know how to do laundry? (No he doesn’t never did laundry).
I get up early to fix coffee, make breakfast for 15 and think I better get those sheets washed while I remember and no one is trying to use water…..I load the washer….then a little voice in my head says……remember how weird he was about those sheets…..so I take them out to inspect……makes me sick now….find whores hair, sex slime all over, make-up….makes me nauseous to think of it….yes, I smelled them too ugh such a schmuck I am.
As this was the first of a 3 day reunion….I walked like a zombie past sonic snoring cheater, to the kitchen, retrieved a ziplock bag, carefully and methodically placed each hair into that bag, proceeded to wash sheets, work my ass off, help that ass pack his blow-up fuck mattress back into his car, clean sheets and laundry neatly folded……
I can’t stand it so I call him, yes at work whilst he was seeing patients and ask him about the hair……
He says, “Well, it’s not MINE!!!” all indignant like…….
Me: I know it’s not YOURS! ….what a stupid response.
(After I say a gazillion times, just tell me the truth and quit lying no matter what else he was saying)
Him: She just helped me load my car, her hair must have gotten on the sheets.
Wow, he thought I was an ignoramous, and I guess I was, I didn’t believe him, made him tell me the truth.
He said he didn’t love her, wanted to stay married….all lies…he just couldn’t have it be HIS fault.
I ashamedly stayed for 10 more years because our son was 5 and he was abusive.
We are now headed into year 3 of our never ending divorce.
He lies constantly, under oath, to his lawyer, to my lawyer, to the judge…..even with black and white paperwork being admitted into evidence…..it’s mind-boggling.
Best of his lies to an online wanna be affair partner……
He lead the troops to catch Saddam Hussein.
He did go on a short tour in Iraq….4 months.
It wasn’t when Saddam was captured…..not even the same YEAR.
Most outrageous lie: the lube he used to masturbate while on a “biz” trip caused irritation, and that’s why he had to have full STD testing and several courses of antibiotics.
Yup. Because lube always causes those persistent infections, that discharge that just won’t stop, and those darned HIV and gonorrhea fears.
I can only sigh when I consider how many times I have had to submit to testing because I could never trust him. Such fun conversations with various docs.
Poor, stupid, naive little Cashmere.
But I am better now.
When I told skankboy about testing positive for STDs, he said “you probably got it from a patient.” I said “I don’t fuck my patients!!!” I had to explain to the brain damaged studmuffin, the only modes applicable to transferring such diseases! Idiot!
To stay with the theme: “No, I am not having an affair.” Riiiiiight, and I’m a tall redhead.
It’s a call from a whitehouse client (election was over several months ago); that’s also why my phone is now password protected ( I asked if I could use his phone to call mine, to locate it when my phone was lost somewhere in the house)
“I wasn’t going to go through with it and sleep with her…it was just an online fantasy.” This after plane tickets were purchased, hotels booked, and large sums of cash extracted from our bank account. Hmmmmm
I was trying to keep you both happy!! Seriously I’m your wife and she’s a Predator. Game over my friend.
Last Thursday … after months of begging to “ heal his family” His exact words had an affair. It was a mistake. I wish I didn’t. I don’t talk to her. I have nothing to do with her and never will again. She’s not in my heart and never was. She means nothing to me. I love you. I love our family. We have too much to fight for I think. My only intention is to move forward with our family and heal the pain”.
He left my driveway and drove directly to her house. Directly.
Incapable of truth.
My Instagram is Motleynurse if you want to see a picture of her by all means take a look and comment
#jeans2sizes2small
#eeewww
#colossaldowngrade
I wholeheartedly agree with srfrgrl. Colossal downgrade. Motleynurse, you are a beauty in every way. It’s obvious how those kids are your world, and you are theirs. A man who could devastate that family is not a man worth having.
Thanks Rally. I know that in my head but it’s nice to have the affirmation.
The funniest thing about that picture is that she posted it saying “ what two weeks of no sugar can do for you “
Makes me laugh
#muffintop
#goodthingIhaventeaten
Thanks for the laugh!
Well I had a look as well. Good Lord what is wrong with these men. I am reminded of the old expression why go out for hamburgers when you can have steak at home.
Thanks Jules. I’m feeling so thankful for this community right now.
#hersaggingboobsareseeping
OMG. Well, if that’s to his taste, you’re well rid of him. You and your kids are gorgeous, and he’s stuck with THAT.
OMG. Well, if that’s to his taste he’s welcome to her. You and your kids are lovely, and you’re all better off without him in your lives.
I’ve somehow managed to post this twice; sorry for the repeat.
Year One: I got crabs from a dirty basement. There were clothes all over the ground.
He fucks the girl downstairs who has a limited timeframe to have kids. She gets pregnant, moves and I caught him at her new apartment. She had two with him.
He gets caught kissing my best friends sister. She kissed me.
My bed smells like perfume. He doesn’t pick up the kids. He hooked up with Karen.
He emptied the bank account and left a note. Moving to California. Calls me drunk. Where are you? Atlantic City.
He denied bringing my daughter to OW house after she pointed to a street and said that’s where daddy’s girlfriend lives.
Blamed his sin in s two thousand dollar phone bill for internet porn.
After confronting him with a hotel receipt he asked, “what IF I got it because I was too drink to drive?” Let’s see, he made the reservation the night before. And the breakfast bill was for two.
I told her I’ve been unhappy for two years.
Why did you bring Dianna to the hospital to see our baby. She wanted to see her. Found letters in his drawer and he was sleeping with her. She broke it off. She was pregnant. His child. Died at age six.
Sharon, an innocent OW. He told me he filed for divorce and you were living together until it was final. She dumped him.
Cheryl: He told me such awful things about you I couldn’t believe anyone was that bad.
My mother doesn’t think you should spend money sending kids to private school. He was the one who thought this.
My wife is a hoarder.
Nanthony: best lover I’ve ever had. Yeah, cuz ya can do a lot with all two inches.
The computer froze on a child porn site. It says I have to pay money to unfreeze the screen. I clicked on the wrong thing. He said this in front of his adult son, the one he blamed the porn on when he was in GRADE school.
He punched his daughter in the face and broke her glasses. He said he didn’t do it when child services came to our house. I believed him over my child.
I often think I grieved not for the discard but for the loss of my life wasted on such a weak, pitiful coward.
I’m so sorry that’s awful about your daughter what a monster
Jesus have mercy, DoingMe
What a scumbag.
The Evil One slapped my then 3-year-old and left a bruise, I, too, believed TEO over my child.
I will never forgive myself for that one. DS is now 18 and I couldnt apologize enough to him. Hes forgiven me and we’ve moved forward, but damn TEO to hell for that.
The one that rings a bell for me is the “what IF I got the hotel room because” . . .
My EX would also rebut facts with alternative possibilities. He wouldn’t claim the alternative possibility, he’d just say what IF, what IF, what IF. He’d do this because he liked to see himself as a truthful person (oh, the irony) and instead of owning up to whatever he’d done, he’d try to derail conversations by presenting alternative (albeit not actually factual) possibilities.
I’m sorry you and your kids had to put up with all the lies and blameshifting. I hope all of you are doing better without him now.
Hi guys have some sympathy, it’s not THEIR fault they lie.
When I asked why he’d denied the affairs, mine replied “ my friends told me to deny it”
My fault I “ drove him to it”
Friends fault he lied about it.
Poor innocent!
Bahahahaha
“I’m not a very good liar”
BST
“ I’m really a good guy, I find all this lying malarkey really difficult”
Wow and after all that practice!
After i found pictures and texts and he swore thats all it was “flirting,shes a very good friend” (i had no idea she was a very good friend i just thought she was a client). I then discovered he had driven to her house late at night when her husband and kids were away for the weekend. When i asked why he said “well i thought i would be more comfortable there, the bed in my work flat is lumpy! And she said i could pop over for a shower” Obviously her marital bed and vagina were much more appealing to him…and as he only had a bath at the work flat a shower was a great idea right?! 🤦🏻♀️ This was the start of the physical affair.
After this i texted her from his phone pretending to be him and got the truth, i’d been saying for months “shes flirting with you” and he acted all disgusted and said she wasnt like that…i believed even if it was handed to him on a plate he would refuse….what a chump!! What a bastard!
And he swore on mine and our kids lives it was only that one time. OW husband confirmed this was also a lie .
“It just happened, there was no planning involved” !!!!!!! Well the texts to his friends in the week building up to it suggest otherwise….
Friend number 1 conversation on night he went round-
Do you need a chaperone?
Too late, ive started my mating dance. Shes mesmerised.
Good lad! Enjoy. (Hes 48 years old ffs)
Friend number 2-
She’s definitely wants it.
How much?
Well shes invited me for drinks on Friday night!!!Her husband and kids are camping for the weekend. And she said i can go round and shower first!
After synagogue?! She wants to make sure youre clean mate. Take a condom.
Roger that. Mozeltof 👍🏼 (Shes jewish…)
Doesn’t imply that it just happened really does it? He didnt even need to use her name, they already knew something was happening with her😤
Oh and “i drove her home in her car because we were drunk and she wasnt capable, i had to go in her house to wait for a cab, its ok the nanny was there” Firstly i was pissed off he had driven over the limit, secondly i was confused as to why he added the nanny comment. I wouldnt have thought anything odd about it if he hadnt said that. Now looking back It was probably because if the nanny and kids werent there he would have done more than just drop her off….
‘I just like my single bed and books’…
Blathered post separation.
At this stage he was boarding ‘cough’ living with his honey for over a year, and had a joint bank account and plans all the way to retirement.
Yeah.
The shit you can get away with working away from home.
Oh.
And the star lie ….. I DO NOT have a girlfriend!!! Stop saying I do!!
They are all liars and this s quite the competition. I could make at least a thousand entries as Cheater’s most recent affair has been going on for more than 4 years. However, I think at the “base” of all his lies is his stated belief that he tells/told me (and others) lies because “he couldn’t stand hurting people.” Ding, ding, ding. In his mind, the “telling” is the bad act, not the “doing” of the act. Is this the pinnacle of responsibility avoidance or what? His betrayals only count as bad if people find out about them. He is a genius as he has answered the age-old question of whether or not a tree falling in the woods makes noise if there is no one there to hear it–his betrayals aren’t bad as long as he doesn’t have to admit to them. THis is the same guy who said the meanest thing OW did was send me pictures of them together (yes, she is a charmer too). I pointed out that having the affair with a married man with a child who was also her boss (him) is viewed by most as meaner than sending a few pictures and he looked surprised. Cheater and OW are really different kind of people. Nice that they found each other.
I keep thinking of more (posted up above about drunk in the truck in winter), but truly the best stupid lie was the very first one that alerted my gut that something was “off”. The morning of dday he as usual asked me what my schedule was like for the day (always the same, work till 5, come home make dinner clean up) then he seemingly casually said, “Oh, I will be late tonight because a client has asked me out to dinner to thank me for some work I did at their house.” (he was a handyman but fancied himself a bigtime “contractor” but anyway). Because in past he got angry if I ever acted uncomfortable when he was flirting with waitresses and store cashiers right in front of me, I’d been conditioned to never suspect anything because I didn’t want to trigger his rage, so I just said, “Oh, okay. Where are you guys going to eat?” He hadn’t said a gender pronoun so I kept up the farce by saying ‘you guys.” He answered, “Oh well, with the way that I’m dressed (in jeans for work) probably just Burger King.”
Chumpy me said, Oh. Okay, “have fun!” But when he wasn’t home by 10:30 p.m. on a Monday night I texted him and asked when he’d be home. Instantly he answered, “11:30 thereabouts.” My gut told me something was off. I mean really, Burger King? Till 11 p.m.? on a Monday? So I got out of bed and logged into verizon which I paid for, all our phones in the family, and I felt so guilty spying on him!!! Instantly when I saw one number being texted and called about 100x a day on his line, I knew he was having an affair.
So besides the Whopper (pun intended) of him lying about having dinner at Burger King (really, what “client” takes someone to BK to say thank for a job????), the Biggest Whopper of All was when he waltzed in the door smiling at exactly 11:30 and walked into the room where I was sitting staring like a zombie at the screen. “Why are you still awake?” he smilingly asked, “because I couldn’t sleep,” I answered; “Why?” he said. “Is something wrong?” he smiled and said. “[Cheater], were you out on a date with someone?” I asked. Cheater burst out laughing, looked me in the eye and told me I was crazy! I said, “You know, if you were seeing someone else, I would want to know the truth.” Still he denied it over and over again till I showed him what I was staring at on the computer screen. Then of course we spent the rest of the night “discussing” how it was all my fault, and how abused he felt over the years, etc bla bla timid forest creature.
I had never NOT trusted him for 16 years, to that point. Now four and a half years later I finally stopped untangling his twisted fucked up skein but I do know from cold hard facts that he was cheating from day One, that he had at least 4 affairs that I know of, that his story of how he ended up here hundreds of miles away from where he grew up, was all a lie every last bit of it. That he financially abused and exploited me. There were only two true things he said to me after it was all over and before I went NC: “I am a twister person, WisedUp. I was a twisted person when you met me, and I am still a twisted person.” The other: “I never loved you.”
“twisted” not twister
Yeah if he was a Twister person at least he would be more fun at parties right?
LOL, though he fancied himself the “fun one” at parties with his loud guffaws.
Yeh. The lies that don’t even make sense… I posted mine above where he told me he was studying at the public library until 11:30. Just a bullshit factory.
Oh, WisedUp. That is so awful. When you finally get that clear, undeniable look at who they actually are — it’s such a shock. Produces such trauma. And then to hear from him that he never loved you. So painful. He is incapable of love. Nothing to do with you, but that doesn’t make it any less painful. That he could say something that cruel to you just adds to the pile of proof of his disorder. To this day, the most honest thing my ex has ever said to me was, “I was doing the bare minimum and pretending to do everything I could.” Most of us here were married to illusions.
I was definitely shocked, as this man had always made clear his moral superiority over all of us in the family as well as all our friends. Yes, when the mask slips, it’s not a pretty sight but sometimes they blurt out the awful truth. That could be another topic – what was the most true thing they ever said.
“I am not seeing anyone”.
That is because he had told OW the day before that he couldn’t see her as his family was come out
#CuePassionateDramaAndJealousy #OhTheKibbles
Therefore, he was telling the truth when I asked him if this was the reason behind his crazy behaviour
– Seriously? WALKING AWAY from crazy behaviour [whatever is behind it] is the ONLY self-respecting thing to do #whatIdidnotdo
Wow, i have spent the weekend reading the comments off and on. These peopke are seriouly fucked up
Exh2/The Evil One told some crazy ass lies during our 13 years together, some of the best:
When we first met online in a chat room, he said he had just come out of Army boot camp and was a Ranger in training. He was 24 and I was 31 freshly divirced from exh1. Within a few weeks of dating, he tells me that he has found everything he’d been looking for in me and was keaving the Army. The “boot camp” part was right— but it was an alternative program in lieu of state prison time. He was actually on probation in another state and had to get permission to live with me. Shouldve kicked him out then…
Another lie was when I taped a money order for $250.00 to my front door for my ex-sister-in-law to pick up for a car I was buying from her. It disappeared. TEO claimed that exh1 blackmailed him into cashing it in and giving him the money.
We’d been together about three or four years when MySpace became a thing. I made one for myself, and even though he said he didn’t have one, he seemed to know a lot about MySpace. I searched for him, and sure enough, there he was- listed as “single and looking” with one of his favorite pictures of us — with me blacked out. He again claimed exh1 must have done it to try to cause trouble with us.
I found condoms in the cabinet above the refrigerator once, with 2 missing. I asked him about the missing ones, he claimed he used them jacking off to test them. Never used the rest with me, hhhhmmmmm
He never showed me his paychecks, when he did work, but was always looking at mine. He always claimed he was shorted money, or time cards messed with, etc.
The few years before leaving, about once a month or so, he would go to guy-friends house to “hang out”, never text, nor call, wouldnt come home until morning, pissed that I was pissed
Keep in mind, I couldn’t ever go off like that. Hell, if I was at Walmart longer than 30 minutes, he’d start blowing up my ohone, and I *always* had to bring DD with me, NEVER a break…
One job had him working at the casino row nearby laying asphalt, at night. Didnt get home til about 1AM, he was due home by 11 claiming that he lost his wallet that was stuffed with cash from his paycheck. I asked him about alerting the bank, his DL, his SS card, etc., he said he wasn’t sure if he should… what?!?!?! The day before his next paycheck, a miracle occurred!!! His wallet had been turned in to the gas station, and “nothing was missing…except his cash”…
Another night, he overdrafted our account a few hundred dollars then “asked” if he could go up to a nearby parking lot to “hang out with a Shiterado Chevrolet truck drivers Facebook group”… didnt call nor text all night…woke up the next morning and he still hadnt come home. .. he called me at work about 8 that morning saying he woke up in his truck on the side of the Causeway and didnt remember anything of the night before. I thought he had been ruffied and wanted to file a report, he refused. In hindsight, I think he expected me to go into a rage and throw him out. Being the dumb chump I was, I felt sorry for him.
One night, about six weeks or so before D-day, he said he was going out for a drive. He left at 2:00 Saturday afternoon. All night I tried calling and texting, no response nor answer. By 10 the next morning, I was frantic and called his parents in upstate NY. His mom called him and of course he answered her. His story? He went and checked himself into a hotel and “had a breakdown” over his grandmother dying of cancer.
Then, about two minths after D-day, a friend called me asking about our “divorce” and various custodyof DD questions. I asked her what the fuck was she talking about. She proceeded to tell me that a friend of hers had skulked out my facebook page and found we have a mutual friend. This mutual friend turned out to be the now-Mrs. Dumbass’s mom. Her daughter had been chumped by her exh, and Mom was trying to make sure her daughter was dating a “good guy”, even though he is ten years older than her 26-year-old daughter that got abandoned the day after her second child was birn.
She was trying to verify all that TEO had told Schmoopie and her family. He told them a bunch of lies about me as a wife, a woman, and worst of all a mother. Mostly that I didnt want DD, that I was giving her to TEO, that he had video and oictures of me cheating on him, multiple times, that I was the one always overdrafting our account, that I was the one always going out, that he had the local shark-lawyer, and that we had been divorced at least six months before he met her. Oh, but the reason why I had DD and he didnt was because he was still getting his slut-shack together.
He spun the same story to OW, and long-distance AP (former high-school fiance) whom he had convinced that she was going to move here and they were going to raise DD together.
My friend told Schmoopie ‘s mom the truth, set the record straight.
An hour later, TEO came banging on my door yelling, “Why wont you let me be happy?” among other choice words. DD became hysterical witnessing this, so I told him that if he didn’t lie about me, I wouldn’t have to tell the truth about him, then told him to leave.
Schmoopie married him less than five months later, hence the name “Mrs. Dumbass ”
He lied about everything it seemed like, could never really trust him, nor believe him.
Damn, reading over all this, I really was a chump.
Never again.
We are all here for you. And I feel the same. I read these other stories and wonder ‘how did people put up with this’… and yet… I didn’t know for years, shackled and didn’t validate, and put up with so much that wasn’t cheating. Once I knew about the cheating, it makes everything else really damn weird but almost not so bad… I don’t even know. I’m still on a mental roller coaster and have no idea how to get better. Well. I know. I just feel like step by step I have to deal with things.
We’re here for you.
It will get better!!!!
The most audacious lie.
An internet search for prostitute during the three week period while my mother was dying, and he left town.
During disclosure session, said , yes he searched but “ there was no one who would service his hotel”
I oddly feel that that was a lie.
Idiots!
Mine said “ yes I was looking for a girl, unfortunately I wasn’t able to book anyone for the evening”
Right, and I should feel good, that due to high demand of prostitutes in the area, my husband didn’t fuck a hooker… not because he was married, or he was thinking about his family, but because he wasn’t able to book anyone 🤮🤮🤮🤮
Maybe I was supposed to offer the consolation prize- and book him a local Craigslist hoo, so his feelings and dick would be taken care of?
Mine lied to me every single day for over 7 years. He sent thousands of texts, emails, photos, to Schmoopie (who lives in Europe), while denying anything was going on. The last BIG one was when he went to Scotland for a conference, and I asked if I could go with him, since I have always wanted to go. Oh, the excuses why I shouldn’t go. “It’s too expensive.” My response was, “I will pay for it.”, then he said “I won’t be able to go with you anywhere since I will be at the conference.” Me: “I can take care of myself.” Cheater: “But I want to see it with you, not without you.” Me: “we can stay a few extra days.” Cheater: “We can’t afford that, hotels are super expensive.” and on and on. He finally convinced me not to go with him. Of course, he already had plans with Schmoopie to meet up, and I my presence would have totally screwed that up. Grrrrr. Still smarting about that.
This summer I am going with my sister to Scotland. I refuse to let Cheater’s behavior take something away from me that I always wanted.
I just had to reply, ivyleaguechump. These excuses are identical to the ones I got throughout a 29 year marriage. Douchebag traveled the world and I wanted to go along, and was always shut down with all of these same excuses, to the letter. Somebody had to be home raising the child and taking care of the house while the cake-eating went on, and who better to do that than the chump.
Mine met up with Schmoopie in France, Spain, Germany, Belgium, Belize, the Florida Keys, Washington DC, Atlanta, San Francisco, Dallas…and God knows where else in addition to Scotland. And then there were the hookers and Craiglist “girlfriends” when Schmoopie wasn’t available. She had NO idea. Cheater cheated on HER, too.
Oh my…. “ have fun, don’t work too hard, try to relax as much as you can”
Said a stupid chump, staying with 3 kids under age of 5, no additional help and her freelance business
“ oh baby, you know I would rather stay than go, it’s not as fun as you think it is”
Let’s see: seeing new places, staying at the 5 star hotels with a room service, all expenses covered, fucking around whenever and whoever .vs taking care of 3 kids, and the house,
Yep, no fun
Cheaters don’t adult very well.
Ah…most audacious lie, to me:
We had already been living separately for 3 years, in two different towns, while still married, after he claimed to finally cut contact with OW, who moved out and into her mother’s house, in an entirely separate town.
Since he had to travel a great deal for the kid swap, he would tell me how hard the distance and traveling was on our child, and how hard it was to be a separate family, in attempt to get me to discontinue my pursuit of divorce.
So he tells me about him getting a speeding ticket while driving our kid back to me for my parenting time; of course, to make me feel guilty and also to gain sympathy.
Sometime later, when I called my ex to discuss parenting logistics, he told me he was on his way to a court date, at the moment, with his family lawyer, to deal with ‘the speeding ticket’….in the same county that O.W. currently lived with her mother, which was not the county that either of us has been living!
Wow. He had been caught speeding, on a detour to his AP; and blamed it on the fact that I was choosing to be a divorced family and wouldn’t move back to where he originally lived, (he had already moved twice in those 3 years.)
Oh, and the ‘speeding ticket’ turned out to be a DUI and other charges, for which he ended up doing a month of jail time.
Yeah…
The other most audacious lie, was during divorce, to the mediator…telling us all that he was willing to, yet again, relocate to the same town OW was living, supposedly closer to my town, so that he could get the kid in the middle of the school week. He actually lives 25 miles further, in the next town over, than where he said. I’m still fucking pissed. Kid travels 75 miles, one way, on a school night. Yeah, all that traveling….so hard on our kid….I’m just dumbfounded by the mind fucking and twisting of half truths this mother fucker continues to get away with. It must suck living in a constant state of self-confusion. I hope he gets what he deserves.
“I took my Ambien and I wasn’t in my right mind”
“She raped me” when I didn’t buy it “well it felt like she raped me”
So many more more but these are my faves.
Forgot this one.
“I was looking for cars on Craigslist and I accidently went on Personals. Did you know they have personals? A 22 year old girl said she needs help because she is living on the street and needs a man to help her. I feel really bad a young girl like that needing help”
A couple months later I found a secret email that was dedicated to Craigslist ads and conversations and gross photos that spanned a few years. I guess they all needed help.
To cheat is to lie.
Biggest lie told: I love you.
Mine had to go to the junkyard. And you know you can’t have your phone in the junkyard when you are trying to pull parts off a car. There was always one “screw” he couldn’t get loose so it would take up the whole day.
I discovered texts on my husband phone setting up a date to go to a museum, and the “friend” asking him to bring food when he was coming over……in the next text he asked her to send him some fresh pictures to “tease” him, since he lost the pictures he had of her….
When confronted about the above, I was told that this was a conversation with a mom at our daughter’s school yard during pick up, and they were actually talking about pictures of food, because they were bragging to each other about their cooking skills!!!!!
Thinking of it now, I can see how stupid this was….and yet….at that time….I so desperately wanted to believe him.
New here, first-time poster. No hard evidence that stbx was cheating, but he is definitely a liar. Doesn’t seem to understand how suspicious his behavior and lies are and would act defensive and incredulous when confronted. I have been reading through archives and hundreds of comments. His actions match many of your experiences.
Six months separated and I really don’t even care if he was cheating. The lying and deceit has been enough for me to dislike him more than anyone I have ever known in my life.
Why didn’t I run at the first red flag? Why didn’t I run?
I was pregnant with our first child. We weren’t even married yet. He went to a party. Texted me at 2am that he was on his way home. I woke up at 7:30 to an empty bed. When he finally arrived, he said he “just woke up parked on the side of the road.” Okay. He wasn’t drunk as he doesn’t drink. So, what the hell? He lied. I made him pack up his stuff that day, but by the end of the day, he had turned it around on me and simply never left. What a chump I was. I didn’t want to rock the boat and just let it drop.
Since then, five years of the same b.s. He would come home at 9pm from his “office job” (years of complaints about this from me–the office closes at 5. 4 hours of being “stuck in traffic”? Really?) and IMMEDIATELY announce he had to go to the “gas station” or the “bank.” Both of which are one block away. When asked why he did not just go on his way home, he would say, “because you will be mad at me for getting home so late, so I just rushed home.” Really? You are already three hours late every night. Does that extra five minutes make a difference? Also, what’s the point of “rushing home” just to immediately leave again? Because apparently, going to the gas station and/or bank one block away is ALWAYS a 1+ hour ordeal. How stupid did he think I was? Very.
He would come back from his 1+ hour trip to the ATM (to retrieve money I had to beg him for to pay rent and run the household–so,I couldn’t complain about him needing to go to the bank), put our kid to bed and then just leave (without saying good-bye or where he was going or even that he was leaving). He would just be gone. And then come back between 2 and 5 in the morning. Every night. When he has to be at work at 8.
When confronted about this, he would say he was “sitting in his car out front listening to the radio.” Yes, really. He really thought I believed that. I never did, but if he just disappeared every night, I couldn’t stop him. Just seethe. If I ever said anything to complain, he would say, “You think I’m having an affair!” As if that was a ridiculous notion. Truthfully, we hadn’t had sex in so long, I didn’t care anymore if he was. I was already planning my escape. And what I actually said to him was, “You MIGHT AS WELL be having an affair, because that is how you’re acting.”
And then all the stupid behaviors you all are so familiar with. Two, three, FOUR hours to pick up something at the hardware store. He would delight if I ever asked him to stop by the grocery store on his way home. That bought him an extra three hours. If I dared complain, he would retort, “Well, you WANTED me to go to the grocery store!” And often, he would not return with what I asked for, because they “didn’t have” baby formula or applesauce at the grocery store (right). Also, he would call me from the “grocery store” three or four hours after he got off work. After so long, I would assume he was at the grocery store down the street from our house. No, he was at the grocery store by his work, thirty miles away. Then another two hours to get home because of “traffic.”
I told him and everyone I know that he is either having an affair or he is a serial killer. Either way, he is a lying liar who apparently couldn’t stand to be in the house with me and did everything in his power to get away, but wonders why I am divorcing him and thinks I am terrible for doing so. I don’t get it. I am “setting you free!” Now you can take all the time in the world to “go to the gas station” without your warden of a wife breathing down your neck! Oh, he doesn’t want freedom now. Now, he does everything in his power to be in my face, presence, and phone/email constantly (and uses the children to do so–how predictable).
Obviously, there are many, many, many more reasons why I am divorcing him (of which he is FULLY aware), but he tells himself and everyone he knows that I am divorcing him because he is “late.” So that I look crazy and unreasonable.
The situation sucks, but I am happy to have some validation here.
Why didn’t I run???
So after DD#1, during wreckonciliation, Assholio had to take a two week business trip back to the city where his MOW Slutbag lived. To assure me that nothing would happen on the one weekend he was there, he made plans to go to a two day outdoor event about three hours away, so he “wouldn’t be tempted.” He even got one of our neighbors (male) to fly there and go with him. I asked him to send me pics of him with the guy so that I would know he wasn’t there with her, which he did. Well, after DD#2 six months later, the “truth” came out. Slutbag actually met them at the event. They ditched the poor neighbor in the crowd for a few hours to go back to her car and hook up (how romantic for a man in his 50’s!). I still don’t know if the neighbor actually knew what was going on or not. Anyway, it was a lot of trouble and money to spend just to trick me into thinking things between us were on the mend. He could have just stayed in town and banged her in his hotel room for free…
She posted on twitter a photo of the lobby of the airport hotel… with the caption “Soul Vacation!”
“We only met alone once and had dinner”
That was after I confronted her with a message chat between her and her sister where her sister was pissed off and said “you told me it was a physical thing, once and once only. You picked the time, the place, and the date…”
The biggest lie?
“ you are safe with me”
14 years of mind games, whooring, lies, deceptions…
What did I asked for before saying “ yes”?
No secrets no lies.
Naive silly chump…
He was pretty good with all that.
I was there to create a family for him, make him feel good about himself and give him kids to fulfill the picture.
He was there to have the cake and eat it all… exploring fucking around while denying me healthy sex life( and blaming it on me of course)
Naive silly chump
He was
The cheater said he had no idea who the identity of the other woman was. She might have told him her last name but he forgot. Oh she was someone off the casual encounters off the Craigslist. He admitted he met her twice. Now tell me do you all believe that he does not know who this person is after meeting her twice or more maybe and after 3 or 4 months of texts and calls? What or who is he protecting and hiding?