Yesterday’s breakout moment, about the perils of breaking no contact, was Tbone’s assertion that if she hadn’t looked at her ex’s social media, she never would’ve known “that my ex proposed to his new wife over takeout from Chik-fil-A. Hahahahaha.” Not to be outdone, Sunny replied with an epic hashtag riff: #HowCanYouSayNoToJeebusChicken #WaffleFriesFTW #KeepingItClassy #LadyKillerWithNinjaTakeoutMoves […]
Twu Wuv Vows?
Dear Chump Lady, Six years ago I went full out marriage CSI detective and uncovered a long term, on and off affair my then-wife had been having. It was a sprawling, traumatic mess for my children and me. Many narcissist-fueled crimes against truth and empathy were committed that are all too familiar to this blog’s […]
Worst Gift Ever?
Well, I threatened to do this Fun Friday challenge after my birthday thread (a pen… a tie-dyed motif license plate cover…) on Worst Gifts Ever. It takes some consideration of your partner to come up with a good gift. Narcissists tend not to tune in to the needs of others. So gifts are either impression […]
Ever Run into Your Ex?
OptionNoMore suggested a column the other day — share the time you stood tall after having to face your ex or Schmoopie 5.0 at an event. Then, Mr. CL offered this twisted suggestion — or share the time you failed miserably at this. Was there glorious meh? Fifty-yard death stares? Vomiting on someone’s party shoes? I […]
The Selfies, OMG the Selfies
I believe it was UXWorld who said the other day, “The SELFIES. OMG, the selfies!” Which started quite the riff on embarrassing cheater affectations pre- and post D-Day. Were there goatees? New tattoos? Juvenile hobbies? Motorcycles? Dic pics? Duck face selfies? Text speak, K? A cloud of noxious cologne? New boobs? It’s not very meh, […]
Tell Me How You Suck
I have a confession. I make pasta wrong. Also coffee. Also stewed tomatoes. Moreover, I cannot properly close a drawer and because of this I am crazy and should be medicated. These are just a few of the myriad ways in which I suck, according to fat, bald, thrice-divorced (although the body count could be […]
So what else didn’t you know about?
When the Reconciliation Industrial Complex describes infidelity, it invariably minimizes the experience as a “mistake” or worse — a magical path of cheater self-discovery (a la Esther Perel’s “exuberant acts of defiance.”) In any case, monogamy isn’t natural and you’d best stop your sniveling and ask yourself what you did to be so unlovable. While […]
Where Is Their SHAME?
Stabby asked a good rhetorical question this week about her cheating ex who was blatantly appropriating her work — WHERE IS THE SHAME?! Really, we could put this question to a lot of scenarios. Sexting pictures of your wrinkly junk to randos? WHERE IS YOUR SHAME, SIR! Walking out on your children for your fuckbuddy? […]
Time for Another Round of Bitch Cookie!
Every fuckwit deserves a prize — a bitch cookie! For those of you new to CN, part of the lexicon here (introduced by member emeritus Rumblekitty) is “bitch cookie.” A bitch cookie is that reward that jerks demand for doing something they should be doing anyway as a matter of decency. Would your co-parenting fuckwit like extra credit […]
Stupid Cheater Life Plans
A discussion broke out Wednesday about Stupid Cheater Life Plans. You know, that ever swirling kaleidoscope of Potential and Opportunity that is a career in soap making/kiteboarding/beer brewing/puppy snuggling/clog recycling… You gave up your day job? PUPPY SNUGGLING IS A GROWTH INDUSTRY! Stupid Cheater Life Plans are those passing whims cheaters want to pass off as […]
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