Holiday Traditions You No Longer Must Endure?

Keeping in the theme of thanks, today’s Friday Challenge was suggested by a CN member — Holiday Traditions You No Longer Must Endure.

When you lose a loser, you lose so much more — crappy gift giving, marshmallows on sweet potatoes, insufferable drunk uncles…

And if you’ve ever spent holidays as a chump, there’s also the extra special mystery rages, disappearances, and cell phone distractions. Good times!

So, your Friday Challenge is to share holiday crap you no longer have to tolerate, and if you’re feeling positive, what new traditions you’ve replaced instead.

TGIF!

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Fourleaf
Fourleaf
2 years ago

No more FW or visiting FW’s family at Christmastime? Count me in. I feel like I’ve escaped a holiday themed hostage situation. But only me though; my children still have spend holiday time with FW and, although they do love him, I’ve noticed that they are beginning to enjoy their time at his house on weekends less and less as they get older.

It hurt to separate my experiences from my children’s experiences for many years. I wanted us all to be a united nation, so to speak, but that’s not possible; my children’s holiday experience will not be my holiday experience because they split their holiday time between houses. Broke my heart for awhile until I was able to normalize the experience.

So, I have to take my kiddos lives out of the equation and think of just myself for awhile. What do *just I* enjoy about my non-FW holidays?

The peace and quiet. Honestly, just sitting back, with no worries, and enjoying the absolute peace is amazing. Then the kids will get scooped up and drive over to his place to spend holiday time there and I’m alone. For a few years, that feeling of “well, now I’m totally alone on Christmas” was incredibly depressing. Then, that shifted. Now, it’s glorious. Absolutely glorious.

Allistarson
Allistarson
2 years ago
Reply to  Fourleaf

Agree emphatically. And with so much going on in December that you’re trying to memorialize for your kids each year, by the time mine leave at noon on Christmas Day (only for about eight hours or so), I luxuriate in doing nothing.

UXWorld
UXWorld
2 years ago

I no longer have to deal with her reluctance, silence, and overall awkwardness at any holiday function given by a member of my family.

I no longer have to manufacture ways fit her to contribute to normal conversation whenever the topic of that conversation wasn’t HER.

Best of all, I no longer have the dread of anticipating the look, gesture, or comment meant to let me know she was done and wanted to leave ASAP.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  UXWorld

Yes UX

Part of the abuse is they act zoned out and won’t speak at our events

Jennifer Abrams
Jennifer Abrams
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Mine had a habit of intentionally looking unhappy in shared photos. He would be charming and cheerful, and then when someone took a photo of us, he would immediately lose the smile. I mentioned it to him once. He knew what he was doing.

Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago

Funny that you mention that. Up until the last year, or really six month before Dday he always looked happy, or was laughing or being silly. Then boom all of a sudden in the last few pictures (this was pre cell phone pics) so only a few pictures he was sad sausagey.

And yet by his own words he had been cheating for years, so why that last year of sad sausage. Year of discard?

OHFFS
OHFFS
2 years ago
Reply to  Susie Lee

That’s interesting. My FW always looked like a corpse in photos the last year of his affair- eyes that were somehow both sad and devoid of any life, deep frown lines in his face. He even remarked on it himself. I have one photo taken on D-day (hours before I found out) where we are standing side by side and you can see the life and energy in me, and it’s jarring how flat-lined he looks by comparison.

I think it was because the thrill of novelty had worn off and he realized schmoopie wasn’t his ticket to happiness after all, yet at the same time he knew I wasn’t it either. Since he externalizes and outsources happiness, having no ability to create it from within, he had lost all hope. I still (stubbornly and chumpily) had some hope left for us then. It died forever a few hours later, but at least I still have hope that I can create a happy life for myself. He doesn’t have that. Sucks to be him.
So his face was saying what his mind couldn’t bear to face.
Maybe it was something like that with your fw too?

Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago
Reply to  OHFFS

It could be.

Yeah, I had hope until the day he walked out the door. I mean he was acting like a total shit head; but for some reason I thought he would snap out of it. It was weird.

I don’t know how long he had been unhappy, or if he was having a ball until someone dropped a dime and his house of cards fell. I will never know. I do know for sure though that he never found real happiness after he left. He pulled too much stupid shit to be a happy person.

I only know because we share a son. I only say him about three times for just a few minutes after we divorced. He aged fast. Faster than I thought he would given he could spend the rest of his life fucking his whore. He went on to cheat on her fairly quickly. Guess she didn’t have a magic twat after all.

Faithful Rage
Faithful Rage
2 years ago

My x did this too. A weirdly cruel smile or he’d look off into the distance (if he deigned to take off his fugly sunglasses).

Brit
Brit
2 years ago

Yes, they know what they’re doing. Ex Mr. Charming would look miserable at any event that didn’t center around him and while he was with me.
He’d turn on the charm when other people would be in close vicinity but as soon as they’d walk away he’d go back to looking like someone had died.

I’m happy I can attend a social gathering and be socializing and laugh without looking over at him giving me looks that could kill.

Discarded Wife
Discarded Wife
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

My FW did that. Pouted if he were not the center of attention. I am embarrassed that I endured it for so long.

Brit
Brit
2 years ago
Reply to  Discarded Wife

Mine also pouted or went silent if the conversation had nothing to do with him. Occasionally he’d interject with a comment to divert the conversation back to his favorite topic, himself.
For example if someone mentioned their child was sick that week with an ear infection, other parents would mention something about their kids being sick, he’d interrupt yh conversation with the story of when he was 6 years old and had an ear infection,.as if it happened yesterday. Who cares? No one would know what to say,

Thrive
Thrive
2 years ago

Looks like I’m the early bird today. I do not miss the men disappearing to watch football all day and drink while the women cook, feed the family and clean the kitchen. I like having real conversations about important personal stuff that we rarely have time for. I don’t like baking turkeys. Every other day I am a pescatarian. After yesterday I am not making any more turkeys. Hugs to newbies! My divorce was final the Monday after Thanksgiving 4 yrs ago. I actually said out loud yesterday that I was happy. Surprised me. Thought I should search for the buts…I didn’t . It’s ok to be single and divorced and not looking to pair up.

Spinach@35
Spinach@35
2 years ago

I never have to tolerate:

His sulking

His cheesecake (that added dollop of tension and assholery wrecked the taste). His expectation of praise for his one contribution.

His acting like a guest in his own home (showing up for the meal as if he’s not hosting)

His failure to compliment (never noticed this at the time, but, in hindsight, the absence of that is glaring)

His criticisms. Oh the criticisms.

His making an insensitive comment that would cause our adult daughter to storm out of the house

His lies

His urgent need to go off to another room to tie a fly for fishing or to go to the river to fish (and I believed him)

His demands

His inability to interact with his kids

His mom

My catering to that unworthy man. Never again.

LisaH
LisaH
2 years ago
Reply to  Spinach@35

“His expectation of praise for his one contribution.”

Good lord, I went through this, too. It’s absolutely maddening and I’m sorry you endured this “put me on a pedestal NOW” BS.

Him: “Wow! The green beans I made turned out SO GOOD right?”

He’d say it over and over again until I fulfilled the required compliment quota. I’d also have to get the tone exactly right or I’d be admonished for not appreciating him. If I failed, a passive aggressive move would be pulled against me.

For canned green beans he mixed with a little butter and cheese. His one and only contribution. FFS

Brit
Brit
2 years ago
Reply to  LisaH

LisaH, Sounds like I married your ex’s twin.
How are those Green Beans? yeah, I put them in the microwave for 2 minutes, just like it said on the side of the can. Did you tell your parents I made the Green. Beans? They’re good aren’t they?

The tone of my compliment…, had to be just right or I’d be accused of patronizing him.. then he’d pout until after saying it to his satisfaction. He’d still be slighty annoyed but tolerable. Probably one of the many resentments on his list of resentments he held against me and could never forgive me for.

His had another important contribution while I cooked, cleaned, set the table etc. standing outside on the back patio with the garden hose watering down the back patio. It didn’t matter if we were going outside or not, or if he had just cleaned it the day before. He’s stand there for at least an hour with the hose. Looking important. When it was time for guests to arrive he’d jump in the shower. I’d have to great everyone, entertain while he got ready which could take 15 to 20 minutes before his grand entrance.
Another way to make himself the focus of everyone’s attention.

Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago
Reply to  Spinach@35

Yep I catered to mine. Part of that for me is likely generational. But, yes he would just sit and be served.

I also cater to my now husband, but the difference is he caters back and is always watching out to make things easier for me. Things I don’t even think of.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Susie Lee

Reciprocity-the key to healthy relationships. ????????????

Brit
Brit
2 years ago

Ex never catered to me even when I was sick. Never offered to do anything for me or bring me a drink.

I’d have to ask multiple times for him to empty the trash. If we had people over he’d take the trash out without being asked, refill drinks, take plates to the kitchen, put dishes in the dishwasher. He’d be in hyper speed, exaggerated (fake). I don’t recall being at anyone else’s home and seeing anyone act like he did.

I realize now of course, it was for attention and to prove to outsiders that he’s a great guy.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Brit

It was all an act on his part for your guests to witness. A ????

Thirtythreeyearsachump
Thirtythreeyearsachump
2 years ago

I will no longer prepare a meal for his extended family who will bring their own containers to remove every scrap of that meal leaving me with no leftovers. I would have to cook the day after the holidays. Who does that? Chumps, that’s who.

I got into the habit of cooking two complete meals and hiding one in the garage refrigerator. One year they found that. I said no and was countermanded in front of the family member. All that food I prepared went home with people who didn’t even say thank you. His family stole unopened bottles of liquor from the bar. They were like the Grinch up in my house.

I will no longer open gifts from him that were clearly meant for him. He bought me a big fancy television knowing I do not watch tv. He bought me a shotgun that was too big for me to use. I will no longer fill my own stocking to keep from upsetting the children.

I will no longer watch him leave the house on holidays. He would just disappear. If I tried to anticipate his departure and go with him it would infuriate him. “No you can’t go with me. I’m trying to do something special.” He would be gone for hours. He spent so little time at home on Christmas Day his adult children noticed, questioned him and that made him furious.

I will no longer shop for and purchase my own presents. “You know what you want.” He couldn’t be bothered.

This Christmas I will be home. Plans aren’t finalized. I might be alone. Even alone there will be the glow from my BlowMolds, pine cone elves, the sparkle of my two full sized trees, Christmas music and something special to eat. There will be a brisk chilly walk through the local conservation area. There will be peace.

JamieC
JamieC
2 years ago

I filled my own stocking for a couple years because he can only manage one gift (though a couple years I didn’t get that). After he “joked” about me doing my own stocking, I asked him to do it the next year. He forgot. I got a new set of silverware and nothing else.

He didn’t seem to notice until he saw me crying while I was making breakfast. The next year my stocking was full of cheap socks and an oven mitt.

He just told me what he is getting the kids for Christmas, they are each getting one thing that is about $70. I don’t think he understands how upset they would be if I did the same thing or just expects me to carry the load.

Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago

Yep, I taught my dad to only put out what he thought the table needed, especially if he had a big ham. Then he would have some left for the rest of the week. He in his later years would host church events, and those folks could clear a table like locusts.

Sometimes folks just don’t think.

Chumpawumba
Chumpawumba
2 years ago

“I will not fill my own stocking to keep from upsetting the children.”

“You know what you want.”

Wow I feel so seen here. I did the exact same thing (tbh I’ll probably end up doing it again this year too). Or find out Christmas Eve that he hadn’t bought anything for me and the money was spent for that period and having to find myself a $10 pair of pyjamas that he went and got (and then went back and forth between wanting praise for his gift and being a sad sausage for it being the only thing HE got me). Followed by no birthday acknowledgment a few weeks later a couple years in a row (after I make sure he always has a cake and gift every year).

Now, I can handle all that (and have to until I have money for a lawyer retainer and all), but if people stole my turkey leftovers, they’d be losing a hand. You have way more patience than me in this scenario.

Sugar Plum
Sugar Plum
2 years ago
Reply to  Chumpawumba

Yep, this resonated with me. I refused to buy and wrap my own gifts under the tree, but I put a few things in my stocking. The only gifts I got were from the boys under the tree year after year after year. Of course if any of his family spent it with us, he made a big show of letting THEM know my gifts were on their way. At least his family were decent people and would chastise him. But you’d think he would have the decency to be embarrassed when I was the only one not opening a ton of gifts from the tree. Nope.

NotAnymore
NotAnymore
2 years ago
Reply to  Chumpawumba

Ugh that hits too close to home. Why didn’t I leave when I found myself having the “appropriate and inappropriate times to masturbate” conversion with a grown man and father?

NotAnymore
NotAnymore
2 years ago
Reply to  NotAnymore

The mystery of why sometimes comments nest in the wrong post on CL – this is meant in response to TheDivineMissChump!

June
June
2 years ago

I would have laced the 2nd refrigerator meal with a ton of laxative.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  June

“Have some of my delicious chocolate chip cookies! They’re way better than Tate’s!”

????

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

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Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

No wonder Lt Col. Fuckface is so mad at you. You are the Golden Goose and those grifting ingrate relatives were stealing your golden eggs thinking there was an endless supply. Good for you for cutting them off and using the launch codes.

Benedict OJ Madoff’s mother gave me the silent treatment for three years because I politely objected to her walking into my house/yard as if it were her own.

He went to his parents’ house for Christmases without me during this time. But he delivered the “gifts” they got me. From his mother? A four inch tall angel candle from Marshall’s, price tag attached (1.00), unwrapped, and neck broken, head lolling to one side. From his sister? Antique half-used Avon body cream.
Also unwrapped. Probably found in the back of a cabinet in one of the five bathrooms of their parents’ house.

There ain’t nothing passive about passive aggression, as my beloved therapist said.

Nice family. His Nice Guy Friendly Easygoing demeanor was a very effective mask which he used to hide what he was really doing and how he really felt and what he really thought for far too long.

(He told his mother that I was uncomfortable with her walking into the house/yard even though he himself felt that way. He was very skilled at the game of Throwing Me Under the Bus and Using Me as a Shield.

TooManyTears
TooManyTears
2 years ago

I hate him.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

“Antique half-used Avon body cream” Let’s give VH a skin rash from the expired skin product for Christmas, shall we ?

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

The same sister wanted to come over Tuesday morning at 8:00 with baby gifts. I had gotten home, new mom with newborn and C-section at 3:00 pm the day before. When I told her that day/time wouldn’t work for me, she said, “Well, I don’t want to give them to her when she’s 18!” She never came over and returned all the gifts. That was the last time I ever spoke to her. X and I were both estranged from her since then (2007). When he finally bought a place to live in town so he would be living near our daughter instead of with the Craigslist cockroach, it was a townhouse next to hers.
The fucked-up is strong with this family. (Dad is 95 and was a German soldier….why am I surprised X is such a jerk?)

BetterDays
BetterDays
2 years ago

Your post broke my heart. I’m so glad you’re free of so many toxic, dysfunctional assholes. Alone is better than that bunch of users. There’s a peace we find when free.

Motherchumper99
Motherchumper99
2 years ago

I love my vintage 1970s blowmolds so much! In the occasional December snowfalls we get in the PNW they are even more lovely! I would have fought for them in the divorce but XH left every single one of the 26 years of accumulated family items, including his own inherited family heirlooms, for Twu Luv with the 30-year old child-like homewrecker and a bare mattress in a studio apartment downtown. Good riddance!

KB22
KB22
2 years ago

Love blow molds! Starting to collect little by little. I wish my parents had kept the ones we had in the 60’s and 70’s. Worth a fortune now.

Letitsnow
Letitsnow
2 years ago

GET IT!
I love your will, amazing!
Congrats and Happy Holidays, put the music on.
LIS

TooManyTears
TooManyTears
2 years ago

“ I will no longer fill my own stocking to keep from upsetting the children”
That’s the line that made me tear up.
So happy you are free.
What a miserable bunch, and now they are stuck with each other! That’s some Karma.

Caroline Joanna Mary Bowman
Caroline Joanna Mary Bowman
2 years ago
Reply to  TooManyTears

I know. That broke my heart. It’s just not a way to live, so glad she’s free and away from that hatefulness.

Spinach@35
Spinach@35
2 years ago
Reply to  TooManyTears

Oof I never had a stocking. Isn’t it telling that my kids did as did my x? I made sure to fill his.

Purple Pearls
Purple Pearls
2 years ago
Reply to  Spinach@35

I was married to the Rat Bastard for 45 years. Every year, I’d mention that I wished I had a stocking and every year he’d look me straight in the eye and be vacant but somehow I thought he heard me and was going to get me a stocking. I had 3 for him – one was HUGE. And I always filled them. Now that I’m alone, I look back on this stuff and wonder how my kids never noticed that Mom didn’t have a stocking? I did myelf no favor learning to be invisible and not rock the boat.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  Purple Pearls

Yes, accepting crumbs, I was good at that

Brit
Brit
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Mitz..
I was good at accepting crumbs. Nothing in my stocking, no gifts.

This after I spent time buying gifts for his 4 brothers and sisters, and their kids, his parents , wrapping them all and mailing them so they’d get there before Christmas. I’d carefully chose each gift making sure it would be something they’d appreciate.
This is what I endured before Christmas for over 20 years.

I’d also remember their birthdays, send photos, called his parents every weekend.
I never heard from his family after ex abandoned us.I thought his sisters were friends, I was in his sisters wedding, I considered his siblings family, sisters I never had.
I found out later they knew he was leaving before I did.

eirene
eirene
2 years ago
Reply to  Spinach@35

“I will no longer fill my own stocking to keep from upsetting the children.”
Wow, Thirtythreeyears, me too. I always had to fill my own stocking as well, until eventually my daughter realized it and started to tuck small gifts in there (usually lip balm, as that kid has a lip balm fetish). I’m sorry you experienced that as well. How sad for both of us.

SeenTooMuch
SeenTooMuch
2 years ago

Wow, Thirtythreeyearsachump, it’s hard to believe that so many people would steal your leftovers. I’d want to kill them! All that slaving in the kitchen and no leftovers!! What a horrible family. I hope this year you have a freezer full of delicious food that you cooked and ate in peace.

Caroline Joanna Mary Bowman
Caroline Joanna Mary Bowman
2 years ago
Reply to  SeenTooMuch

What I don’t understand – and never have – is the absolute outrageousness of ”taking leftovers” from someone else’s home UNLESS by specific prior arrangement or IF the host specifically packs up for you and forces it on you.

We braai all the time here where I live (barbeque), and the basic rule is, everyone brings their own meat, host does the salads and so on. Any extra meat… stays with the host. They cooked it. It’s now theirs. There are a few specific exceptions but I digress.

It’s NOT OKAY to help yourself to leftovers, to bring a Tupperware into the bargain?

I am 100% certain that they miss your cooking and the free food a lot. Who wouldn’t? What scum. No manners, no kindness.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

???????? (?) etiquette. I agree. Chump Nation has members from around the world !

MrWonderful’sEx
MrWonderful’sEx
2 years ago

Wow. Being free of that madness must be the greatest gift. I was sad and angry in your behalf reading how those people acted. I think I would have stored the liquor at a friend’s house and cooked them the bare minimum – a turkey, instant mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, and pie I had bought from somewhere. I hope karma bites them all. What despicable humans.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

Throw down a loaf of Wonder Bread, some cheap sliced turkey (of dubious origins) and a jar of mayo. “Here you go !” you bunch of rude ingrates. “Happy Thanksgiving !”

LoriLiz
LoriLiz
2 years ago

Oh I love this … just might do that next thanksgiving!!

Fourleaf
Fourleaf
2 years ago

“I got into the habit of cooking two complete meals and hiding one in the garage refrigerator. One year they found that.”

My heart sank when I read that. I’m so glad you’re free now.

Lucky
Lucky
2 years ago
Reply to  Fourleaf

We could never have Christmas at our home. Or go to my parents. Always at his parents. And they cooked the meal – so I volunteered to do clean up.
Usually took me about 3 hours – no dishwasher.

Brother in law was always given a large part of the leftovers to take home. And he never once got off his ass to help at the event.

So, I relate to the two dinners. Because I would cook our own Turkey on Boxing Day and be left with all the work and clean up myself.

The only time my husband would help with any of the housework or meal prep/ clean up would be if he had an audience. Otherwise the wife appliance was on her own.

My daughter (first born ) was a 3 day labour. The first week his entire extended family descended on us at the farm and I was expected to cater to them. Lunch, coffee, tea and a clean house. 4 Great Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins.

Throughout the discard I couldn’t believe that they just slammed the door on me. But looking back, they never cared from the start. So it was nothing to toss me aside.

LiSa
LiSa
2 years ago
Reply to  Fourleaf

THANKS for all the reminders ! I was feeling a bit sad that I’ll be alone on Christmas, but now I’m feeling OK about it because I won’t be dealing with his crap.

Why? Because I don’t have to deal with:
Anxiety, bad presents, buying and wrapping all presents, buying and cooking all the food, working my butt off, getting silent treatment, walking on eggshells, him getting mean when he drinks, playing loud music while getting drunk, him passing out on the couch, him drinking at 10/11am and drinking all day, pouting, temper tantrums, criticism about how we clean up after dinner while he sits, him being mad I don’t sit with him while he watches sports, snoring that wakes the neighbors, hating Christmas because he always like to ruin holiday (narc),

What I get this year:
Good presents that I buy for myself, peace, good sleep, peace, good food, peace, watch Christmas movies, eat sweets, peaceful dinners, quiet evenings, eating popcorn for dinner or take out,

Thirtythreeyearsachump
Thirtythreeyearsachump
2 years ago
Reply to  Fourleaf

When I left not one member of his large extended family contacted me. I was an appliance to the whole dysfunctional family. I am free like Dobby.

NotAnymore
NotAnymore
2 years ago

“I am free like Dobby.” Love this! So happy you are freeeeeeee

BetterThanAWhoreChump
BetterThanAWhoreChump
2 years ago

That is beyond awful. You are amazing! Enjoy some peace this season.

MichelleShocked
MichelleShocked
2 years ago

“I am free like Dobby” — Yes! We no longer have to get excited about being given nothing but a filthy sock while you answer their every wish

TheDivineMissChump
TheDivineMissChump
2 years ago

I will not miss the complete and utter lack of effort when it came to gift giving. $100 Amazon gift card? No thanks!
I will not miss the thump, thump, thump sounds of him jacking off to a webcam girl in his home office upstairs while I’m doing the holiday baking in the kitchen just below.
Nope, not gonna miss that.

I look forward to the upcoming holidays as it will a fresh start for me. Thanksgiving ended up being fun, relaxing, and completely stress free. I have no doubt xmas and new years will be the same. I feel like the karma gods have my back… ????

Unicornomore
Unicornomore
2 years ago

I made a horrified face and the “thump thump” thing euw

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Unicornomore

Heretofore I declare your ex’s new name is Thumper ! ????

TheDivineMissChump
TheDivineMissChump
2 years ago

Cheating Bastard Thumper… has a nice ring to it!

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

‘Can’t Satisfy a Real Woman Thumper’

TheDivineMissChump
TheDivineMissChump
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Winner!

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago
Reply to  Unicornomore

Good riddance to trash, and hello authentic life! My X loved porn, too. Then one day, he told I liked it. Completely nuts.

MrWonderful’sEx
MrWonderful’sEx
2 years ago

I would be thrilled for gift cards this year. I’m getting ready to file and my 3 closest friends keep giving me gift cards as gifts, knowing I am stashing them away to use to replace tools, cookware, bedding, and who knows what else klootzak is going to take when he goes. I’m like a squirrel with nuts about gift cards. My work gives them to us as incentive prizes, too. Klootzak gave me a chia pet last time he gave me a gift. He makes sure to buy me a thing to save face with our son but makes sure it is sufficiently crappy. Our young son doesn’t realize a chia pet is a crappy gift.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

Ch,ch,ch,chia ! Ch,ch,ch,cheapo!

ChumpedForANewerModel
ChumpedForANewerModel
2 years ago

Yesterday (Thanksgiving) was my first FW free holiday. Although I just entered the divorce process and he moved out, I am happy to say the holidays without a FW will be great!
It was always about him and his family. He never wanted my parents over and avoided them as much as possible. Now, it is about whoever my son and I want to spend time with. My son was lucky enough to be home this week from his Navy career to enjoy a holiday. He had two of his friends join us since they were not able to go home. We also had my parents over along with several singles from their retirement home. It was wonderful to host everyone and not have to walk on eggshells. It was very relaxing even though we has to haul in extra chairs and and table we had. Although it was crowded in here, we had a nice casual holiday meal. Everyone helped with clean up and it was great to finally have help. I was not responsible for doing everything and that allowed me to have some time with everyone. It wasn’t the perfect event but it was comfortable and homey. I think this will be the start of something much more relaxing.

CleotheFormerChump
CleotheFormerChump
2 years ago

For some reason I love these stories of holiday dysfunctions we no longer must endure. I notice when the topic comes up how many of us “walked on eggshells.”

Mine was a passive-aggressive “nice-guy” cheater, so my dread wasn’t of some big explosion or scene…but sure enough, days of silent treatment and moody pissiness until he finally deigned to tell me what unforgivable thing I’d done or said. There was always something, days later, to shame me for.

Here’s to the lifting of that cloud of dread and anxiety, and to all the fuckwit free days ahead.

MrWonderful’sEx
MrWonderful’sEx
2 years ago

Sounds wonderful. Thank you to your son for his service and to you for opening your home to his friends on the holiday.

Kim
Kim
2 years ago

I love that you didn’t have to walk on eggshells! It’s just such a relief! As we drive home from my boyfriend’s family dinner last night, I felt such peace knowing that I wasn’t going to get yelled at for anything.

Happy Thanksgiving!

MightyWarrior
MightyWarrior
2 years ago

Not having to worship at the altar of the ex mother-in-law or open any more careless, mindless presents from her to me. She did not know me at all, after 26 years, and she made no effort to get to know me. Anything she bought for me was ugly. And not having to spend all Christmas Eve and most of Christmas Day cooking, while he got drunk in front of the TV and fell asleep at about 3. Horrible man.

NotMyFault
NotMyFault
2 years ago
Reply to  MightyWarrior

Did we have the same MIL? In over 36 years, she never bought a gift specifically for me. She gave me things, but, they were not ever anything I wanted or needed (usually, what she had hanging around). Early in our relationship, she showed me her closet where her “gifts” came from. She never once got me a “daughter in law” birthday card.
She also never bought my sons gifts… her only grandchildren for at least 10 years. She wrote checks! My, how a three year old appreciates that.
So glad to be away from that family.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  MightyWarrior

Yes, I wore a size 10 and mil would buy me clothes in a size 18

kimsoverit
kimsoverit
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Yes, that is such a cheap shot!! For my last B’day that Ex and I were together, he ran out and bought, apparently, the first thing he saw at the mall. 2 entire outfits, the “NYDJ” brand in a size 10, to “make you look 2 sizes smaller”! I actually wore a size 6… It would have been easy to find my size by looking at a pair of my current pants, no?
Low blow. I don’t miss that at all.
My ex-MIL once gave me an electric can opener.. um, thank you?

MichelleShocked
MichelleShocked
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Holy crap… MIL did the same with me! After I had my first baby, I was trying to lose weight. Just 8 months after having the baby, MIL bought me a random pair of pants 2 sizes bigger than I was when I was PREGNANT. Big grin on her face. I took everything she bought and returned them (at a loss because it was all on sale) and used the money to get a milk frother for my espresso machine.

Karmeh
Karmeh
2 years ago

This will be my third Christmas without him and the utter joy of never having to spend another Christmas with his family makes me want to start break dancing .

His mum telling everyone what would be happening and when and the oldest sister often reminding me I’m not blood . I told her the last year nor is your husband so I take it he’s not family either ???

I just sit alone with nice food nice new PJs and enjoy myself .

Infact I might spontaneously dance now with the thought of NEVER having a Christmas with any of them again ????????

Brit
Brit
2 years ago
Reply to  Karmeh

I’m laughing so hard right now Karmeh, not being with his family makes you want to start break dancing. Maybe the reason I’m laughing so hard is I can relate..

I no longer have to look at the most miserable faces known to mankind and listen to them moan and blather on and on about the imaginary illnesses they’re dying from.

On Christmas Day, I no longer have to endure sitting in our family room with guests and looking over at ex doing stretches and calisthenics in the middle of the floor. Yes, seriously, on Christmas Day, with guests.

I should break dancing and more.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Brit

Doing his Jack Lalanne routine in the middle of a party ! Was he wearing striped short shorts à la Richard Simmons ? Susan Powter’s “Stop the Insanity !”
What a nutter…

These stories are hilarious !

MrWonderful’sEx
MrWonderful’sEx
2 years ago
Reply to  Karmeh

My SIL also likes to say that I am not blood. Then she and klootzak high five. I doubt if I will ever be in a room with them both again to hear that, but if it happens, I’m now prepared to say, “Anyone either of you would marry isn’t ‘blood’ so maybe you two should marry each other.” Given how klootzak has a thing for erotica about brothers and sisters getting it on, maybe that’s what these perverts are really about.

KB22
KB22
2 years ago

The “not blood” comments are very odd, just weird. The comments usually come from people that the rest of us would get down on our knees and be thankful their blood is not running through our veins.

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago
Reply to  KB22

Indeed! My former family in law is almost cult-ish, true narc breeding grounds because they raise their kids to a) believe they are more special than any other family/people and b) drink. When I contacted my former flying monkey SIL to let her know that the possible cause of her elderly (late stage alcoholic) mother’s fall and broken leg the previous night might be related to the fact that when I spoke to her at 5pm she was slurring words – she informed me that she has a policy, that she applies EVEN WITH HER HUSBAND – that she will not discuss family with “non family,” so if I had anything to say I should tell my then husband and let him tell her! Should have run for the hills right then, instead I tan to my car and cried

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

????

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

Holiday traditions that I no longer have to endure:

A mother in law who always arrived with a complete dinner to attempt to outshine mine, then proceeded to not eat anything I made. And I am not a bad cook

A FW whose presents to me where things he liked, or shit the salesgirl told him to buy despite my tastes

A FW who announced a week before every occasion that I had ‘hurt him’ and he wanted to cancel the holiday

A FW who would wait until the day before my bday or Christmas then bitch that he was stressed out by ‘having’ to buy presents

A FW who estranged us from my family which ensured we spent every holiday with the above mentioned mother in law

Divorce Rocks

KB22
KB22
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

The disordered love to ruin holidays and special occasions. I know one couple (former neighbors) that were preparing to have a guest come to stay for a week (this was their vacation home) and the husband (the day before the guest’s arrival) walked out of the house angry about something and his wife was pleading, begging actually for him to come back. I told her later if it were me his clothes would have been sailing through the door right after him…guest coming or not

Duped for years
Duped for years
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Ditto. My FW made me move with him to the state where his family lived. For the next 25+ years we spent EVERY Thanksgiving and Christmas with HIS family. (Why did I allow that?!) One year, I was so sick that I didn’t want to have Christmas with his family. I wanted us to stay home so I could rest. He told me he was going with or without me. I had been in the ER that morning – but I had to shower and go to Christmas with his family or spend it alone. He didn’t even come to the ER with me! I was miserable the whole day and no one cared.

When we were visiting my family, he would never accept an offer of food or drink. Would just say, “Nope! All set!” Then he’d give my mother or sisters a big Cheshire Cat grin like he was secretly making fun of them in his head.

I found out this Thanksgiving – after many, many years – that my mother never liked him! Now, I can see why.

This is the same man that would not come home early from a business trip to spend his mother’s last birthday with her. She had cancer and died months later. I threw the party. I made her and her friends dinner and a cake. Know why he didn’t come home to that birthday part that I threw? Because he was too busy fucking his 29 year old coworker – to whom he’s now married. There has to be some karmic justice for that kind of sucky behavior.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

Wow, his own mother

I am convinced they get their biggest charge from being cruel or duping someone

Other than that they are off pleasing themselves, the world begins and ends with THEM

portia
portia
2 years ago

It is so interesting to me to read the responses today. I see we all bought into the cultural myths that you must have a mate, and you must be polite and let them be rude. We seemed to accept our “place” as food preparer and clean-up staff. We accepted that disappearing act for a secret holiday mission as normal. We accepted that they did not participate in any preparation for the “visit” by their own family. We accepted they must do “work” online, on a holiday.

I grew up with parents from south-west Virginia, and I lived in Missouri during most of my early years. There were many cultural differences, but not so much with the expectations for the “role of the wife.”
Even from a child’s point of view, I did not like the “woman’s role” and I did not want to grow up following the examples I saw. I didn’t want the “man’s role” either, because it seemed terribly selfish, to me. Even so, that was the pattern I found myself in as a married woman, especially after I had children.

Today, I am retired. My children are adults. My Ex’s are dead. Yesterday, I had a wonderful peaceful day of Thanksgiving. I watched the parade in my PJ’s, drinking coffee in my quiet home. I prepared a light meal for my youngest son and I to eat around 6. My kitchen was cleaned up, and I was snoozing in my recliner pretending to watch tv around 8. I am at peace. I know who I am, and what is important to me. I am grateful to be here and in reasonably good health after years of turbulence.

All of this was accomplished by questioning and rejecting my “role” and rejecting other people’s views about what I “should do”. We are different people, and live different lives than our ancestors did. We can evolve and change, and survive. We have choices they did not have. I do not long for the “good ole days.” My good days have arrived, and life without a FW is the best present I ever gave myself.

Happy Holidays and Happy Life!

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  portia

My friend’s father was Danielle Steel’s divorce attorney way back when.

She told him she was going to sell her engagement ring and write novels. He laughed at her.

He went on to become a superior court judge in San Francisco (and remained a condescending jerk).

The world knows how her story turned out….heheheh!

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  portia

My daughter asked me the other day what my definition of feminism is.

I told her that to me, feminism means that a woman decides who she is and who she can be and what she can do, not society or other people and that all people are of equal importance; that women are not subordinates to men.

Hopium4years
Hopium4years
2 years ago

VH, thanks for clearing that up for her. I clearly remember when actress Shailene Woodley was asked if she was a feminist she said “No because because I love men, and I think the idea of ‘raise women to power, take the men away from power’ is never going to work.”

Hello?! WTF??! No feminist believes that! Where do young people get these warped ideas about what feminism is? How did the central tenet of feminism – equality – get lost along the way?

Kathleen
Kathleen
2 years ago

I remember the last Christmas morning he spent with us while I was cooking dinner for his family, he showered, dressed & was heading out the door I asked him “where are you going?” He replied “ going to a Christmas party”. I said if you leave I will divorce you.
Before opening the door he said “Do what you have to do. I’m leaving “.
Following summer, I served him divorce papers at OWhores home.
Holidays are not the same but I don’t experience the pain of him cheating on me. Peaceful now. ????

Jennifer Abrams
Jennifer Abrams
2 years ago
Reply to  Kathleen

“Do what you have to do?” With that provocation, what I had to do would have been to follow him to wherever he was going, and confront whoever he was meeting.

Kathleen
Kathleen
2 years ago

I was in my pajamas cooking with my son still sleeping but yes, I would have done that. Not long after that I followed him to Owhore’s home where they saw me coming and wouldn’t answer the door that I was banging on. Terrible and so hard to believe it was happening. He turned into a cruel, cold sociopath right before my eyes.
Owhore died 2 years later but he now found an older woman who takes care of him. He doesn’t want to be alone. ????

Attie
Attie
2 years ago
Reply to  Kathleen

Pity you couldn’t have served the asshole at the whore’s place on Thanksgiving really, but we can’t have everything we want can we! I’m so glad you’re away from that AH Kathleen!

Emma C
Emma C
2 years ago

2nd marriage to someone with 2 adult daughters nearing 40. I had not hosted a Tday dinner for years, instead really enjoying the many local restaurants who hosted. The first Tday as a newly wed, he handed me his dead wife’s Tday cookbook and said they (meaning him and his 2 brats) wanted to enjoy Tday again — I inferred they wanted me to use the actual recipes etc. I decided to try something I had never tried before and that was a turducken — ordered from some place in Texas. I added asparagus as one of the vegetables — because I’m diabetic and yams, mashed potatoes, and ye olde green bean casserole were not in my diet. They actually made fun of the turducken and kept grousing about no butterball. One of them forked a spear of asparagus up and turned her head and said in a tone indicating disgust: “what’s this?”
One of the 40 yo brats was lactose intolerant; the other, a celiac. So I made GF bread and made GF gravy. For the lactose problem child, I made instant mashed potatoes with soy milk. They wouldn’t touch the mashed potatoes because the soy milk was off-white and I had used the wrong brand of instant — hadn’t I listened to them when they explained the Tday dinner they wanted the new wifey to make?. The GF bread went untouched.

I remember before they arrived, sitting and just trying to calm the pain I felt in my stomach and to lessen the dread by counting down the hours til they were gone for the day.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  Emma C

Yes, a FW’s adult children can be another source of abuse

They often take after their entitled mean minded parent

ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

We should have a Friday challenge on what we Chumps have endured from our stepchildren and what we allowed just to keep the peace.

I have a freaking laundry list.
Yuck.

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago

Me too! My step kids grew up learning to abuse me like their Dad (and their Mom too!) did – they were a huge contributor to my C-PTSD diagnosis; chronic migraines, anxiety/panic attacks. I packed up my stuff and got out of the “house of horrors” 3 years ago because I felt that if I didn’t I would die. That’s BEFORE I found out about the 7 year affair that was going on the whole time!

ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
2 years ago
Reply to  WooshyM

My stepchildren have two disordered parents and have been spoiled shitless from the moments they came into this world. I often wonder why STBX and his 1st wife even got divorced because they’re both messed up in a lot of the same ways. Liars. Manipulators. Cheaters. Users. Etc.

And ALL. FOUR. of their girls are the exact same way. Up until this past summer I was holding out hope that his youngest 2, identical twins, wouldn’t turn out like the rest of them. Then I watched both of them lie, repeatedly, to their dad (whom they love soooooo much, “….because you always say yes, Daddy.”) and then one day I watched one of the twins whip out some MASTERFUL manipulation tactics on him. Well, she was trying it on both of us but I’ve been seeing through all of his childrens’ games for years and I called it out as soon as she was done speaking. I asked him, then and there, “Are you listening to this with open ears right now??!!” And he just sat there with a twinkle in his eye and that love-drunk smile….like he was proud.

Do you know how I *finally* realized, a few years back, that this man doesn’t really love me? Because of how I see him treat his children. I KNOW he loves those girls. I know he’d go to the ends of the earth for them. He RESPECTS his children. Now, obviously, I don’t expect him to treat me like one of his kids LOL. That would be weird. However! I can see how he is for people he TRULY cares about. And it finally dawned on me that I’m not one one of them.

Once, he gave his twins (6 yrs old at the time) access to all of my nail polish while I was at work without asking me if it was okay and then laughing at me when I was mad about it because they’d opened multiple bottles and PAINTED the bin the I kept it all in and had emptied bottles into the bin and had cotton balls stuck to it everywhere. This was funny to him. OR! Them asking him for ME to do something for them or buy something for them and then informing me later that he’d made a promise on my behalf. ????????That crap seriously chapped my hide and these are MINOR infractions compared to some of the other things I’ve had to put up with or be made to feel like a psychotic a-hole for getting irritated or mad about.
Uuuggghhhh.

He’s currently driving them back to their mother (she lives 2 states away) and I have complete and total peace in my forecast-if even only for several hours. Looking at another apartment while he’s out of town for the day ????????

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago

Wow, I could have written this awhile back. The triplets and older daughter step children grew up to be liars, cheaters and manipulators just like Mom and Dad. I stayed through the teenage years and somehow was to blame for objecting to kids drinking and driving, wrecking cars, DUIs, etc. All Wooshy’s fault! And whenever I had a problem with the underage drinking, drug use in my home, hey Wooshy it’s my Dad’s house not yours!

Be glad you’re getting away earlier, that almost killed me. And he was having an affair the whole time.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

Disordered people often see their children as extentions of themselves

So it’s not that they are ‘capable’ of loving others, they are loving themselves as their kids are ‘them’

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Amen to that! Agree, 100%. My X-FW and his X 1st wife are both disordered and all four of their children look to be made in their image. Both parents STILL fighting for the hearts and souls of their “children,” triplets age 23 and one 25 year old, and it is so messed up. Both are the worst parents I’ve ever met in my life, completely incapable of acting like adults or setting one boundary with their mini me’s. The result? 4 spoiled rotten disordered kids who are still living off of their father and thought nothing about abusing the person who was trying to bring the breath of sanity to their disordered world.

This is why I’m so thankful this holiday to be free and live in peace.

Daughterofachump
Daughterofachump
2 years ago
Reply to  Emma C

Wow. What an awful way to behave. I was taught that when you’re a guest in someone’s home, you eat what they serve. Unless you’re allergic to it. And you express appreciation and offer to help clean up.

I hope you haven’t cooked any more meals for them.

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago
Reply to  Emma C

Dear God, I can relate. My X had FOUR children – TRIPLETS and one older. Every single holiday was pure chaos as he and Mom and the kids fought over where the kids were supposed to be. One of the last Thanksgivings we shared together, we were already seated at the table (my teenage kids, my mother, my X and myself), and his teenaged kids showed up over an hour late, drunk (drove over of course), announced they could only stay for a few minutes because they’d left Mom crying at her house because they came over to mine. So yelling and drunken chaos and then they were gone, X in a terrible mood and stomped to the couch and passed out, leaving me to clean up everything. My last memory is me standing at the sink at midnight, finishing the cleaning and looking over at him passed out on the couch, wondering what the hell I was doing?

FREE AT LAST!!! Fast forward 5-6 years, my now young adult son and I enjoyed a wonderful day together, in my new home, in another state, free of chaos, abuse, and mindfuckery. Daughter is deploying (Navy) on Monday, but she is launched – no pun intended as is my son, and both of them (not the children of X-FW) never, ever want to see him/them ever again.

Emma C
Emma C
2 years ago
Reply to  WooshyM

Triplets!? His brats were twins.

WooshyM
WooshyM
2 years ago
Reply to  Emma C

Yup, the triplets are 23, oldest 25, and they are all living 100% off of him. Haven’t heard a peep from any of them (I dedicated 17 years of my life to try to bring some sanity into their insane world, two narc dysfunctional parents etc etc) – except I did get a random text from one of the triplets as we were negotiating the divorce, she asked me to please not “take Dad for everything, after all he is a good guy who made a mistake, and he has four kids to support.” Four. adult. children. GAH. Such a peaceful holiday this year, and so thankful my two kids (also 23, 25) are well adjusted, launched young adults!

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  WooshyM

I got one saying I needed to give the ex what he wanted in the divorce as ‘dad has been given only 2 years to live’

That was 9 years ago.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Cue the ????

Emma C
Emma C
2 years ago
Reply to  WooshyM

OMG I got the same sort of email from one of the twins. I thought about breaking my silence to let her know she had nothing to worry about — that only my assets were up for splitting up because of the marital assets laws. But I didn’t think I’d be believed. It was the only email she had ever sent directly to me.

An aside: I had married a retired person who had no marital assets; I was still working and nearly all my assets were up for splitting.

Still he must have managed the sad sausage crapola to convince his greedy daughters he was the victim.

KatiePig
KatiePig
2 years ago

No more buying my own gifts so it looks like I’m part of the family too. No more buying all the gifts he’s obligated to buy so it doesn’t look like he’s a jerk who don’t care.

And also, no more tolerating people who bring me down out of obligation. Fuck obligation and being nice. Where did that get me?! I’m done. Had a peaceful thanksgiving with no snark or passive aggressive bs. Looking forward to a Christmas with the same.

ChumpMike
ChumpMike
2 years ago

Going to her in-laws and watching HOURS of vacation photos.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  ChumpMike

???? indeed

ChumpToTheMax
ChumpToTheMax
2 years ago

I don’t miss the crappy gifts of things mostly bought for himself, not me, like music he liked, but I didn’t. I won’t miss the mysterious rages or weird phone calls and having to excuse himself from family dinners because someone’s heat suddenly was broken (he worked in heating and plumbing so late nights and weekends where normal, but Christmas too). One Christmas he threw a TV out a third story window and shoved a knife through a countertop. I don’t remember why, but he never needed a real reason to act crazy and frighten me and the kids.

Holidays with families are never perfect, but spending them with my crazy ex and his narcissist Dad were the worst.

Hopium4years
Hopium4years
2 years ago
Reply to  ChumpToTheMax

He didn’t always give crappy gifts but toward the end it got ridiculous.

He started collecting (hoarding) things, intensely interested in one kind of thing then moving on to another. One year it was self-defense knives (I found out later he was mirroring – some guy at work was into knife collecting). He even started keeping a machete under the bed in case of an intruder!

I’m sure he was shopping for himself in the sporting goods store knife aisle when he found a very small pink handled knife with a pink lanyard, for a lady to wear around her neck. As if I would ever wear a pink knife around my neck!

Merry Christmas??? Really???

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Hopium4years

Was he planning on killing you ? ????

Happy Escape and Happy Holidays everybody !

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago

No, a lot of these X’s are just nuts, not necessarily dangerous. Hoarders. Still, a machete under the bed would freak me out, and it, or I, would have to go!

Gonegirl
Gonegirl
2 years ago

Reading these posts continually amaze me (and make me mad). So many of us had to deal with our ex’s personality disordered wing nut family along with their shenanigans. Further proof of the saying “the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”

My ex’s family was absolutely nuts and 10 years later, still is. I do not miss it. At. All.

MNF
MNF
2 years ago

I won’t miss the yearly, after-dinner “photo slide show” compiled by “the sister” of everything that happened with his side of the family for the year. There would be a pic of him, but never one of me. Not even the year that we got married. Definitely won’t miss that trip to see their family that culminated with the “slide show.”

Clara TeaTime
Clara TeaTime
2 years ago

Last year, I bought him a number of gifts. One didn’t fit, so he returned it and then bought my “gift” with the return $$!

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
2 years ago

1) His lying coward lying coward face

2) Absurd ornaments themed after a ridiculous nickname he gave me that was unflattering

3) Never getting his gift quiiiiiiite right

4) Hearing negative commentary about my festivewear (I love being festive in cosplay ways)

5) His cruel matrilineal line and their wealthy privilege-driven, snooty, vicious, competitive, classist, ethically bereft behavior toward one another and me

6) Living a life where I never felt truly safe, respected, valued, or supported in my own home and relationship

It is good to be cheater-free! ????

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
2 years ago
Reply to  Amiisfree

A few new things I love:

* My bright white artificial tree (it’s not for everyone, but I love it!)

* Quilts (I still can’t figure out why he had such vitriol for quilts)

* Making foods I like without being told they’re bad

* Watching the holiday movies I like without being told they’re bad

* Sharing gifts without expectations of awkward sex as part of the exchange (No, it’s not sexy, actually, for you to give me a leather jacket for Xmas by wearing it into the bedroom naked on 12/22 expecting me to stop reading the last chapter of a riveting story to have awkward sex with you, and oops I slipped right back in to things I won’t miss, there, sorry!)

* Only decorating if I feel like it, and just generally not feeling pressure to be festive or hold on to traditions when I don’t really want to (this boundary extends far beyond the cowardly liar, obviously, but I did first learn about boundaries through ending that marriage)

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago
Reply to  Amiisfree

I have a white tree, too, withe blue and purple lights! I think it’s 60’s fabulous. To each his own!

Adelante
Adelante
2 years ago

My ex’s recalcitrance about all things Christmas.

He hated the “timing” of Christmas, because preparations came at a busy time of the semester. In the 35 years of our marriage we almost never traveled to see family at Christmas because he was “too busy to think about it” or had to “prepare for the next semester’s classes.” (For the record I was also a professor–recently retired–and none of this was a problem for me.) He hated shopping for others, but always had a long list of what he wanted (don’t know where he found the time in his busy semester!). Every year I had to badger him into going to buy a Christmas tree and decorating it; if I’d left it to him we wouldn’t have had one. And every year I took it down and packed away the ornaments alone. (Naturally then, when we divorced he haughtily demanded “his” Christmas tree ornaments.) He never once helped me put lights up outside–or inside, for that matter. His only contribution to the season was to sit around soulfully listening to George Winston’s ” A Winter Solstice.”

This will be my fourth year since moving out. I can’t say I have established any new traditions, and I haven’t kept all the old ones. One of those four years I was away caring for my mother. Last year was Covid isolation. I don’t know what I’ll do this year, but there will be a tree and lights–lots of lights! And no dragging a dead weight along with me.

Magnolia
Magnolia
2 years ago
Reply to  Adelante

What the heck? It’s one of the perks of being a professor that the term winds up in early December and you can actually tie up loose ends while all the holiday stuff starts. Everyone else has like regular job duties right up until the 25th and many have to work through that week!

eirene
eirene
2 years ago
Reply to  Magnolia

You’d think so, right? For many years ExH’ academic conference/annual meeting was always held over a three-day period during the week between Christmas and New Year’s. So yeah, classes ended mid-December, but then there was grading papers, entering final grades, preparing for the “exhausting-I-HAVE-to-do-this-I’m-doing-this-for-US-Do-you-think-I-WANT-to-spend-those-five-days-having-breakfast/lunch/dinner/parties-with-my-colleagues-in-some-gorgeous-warm-location?” conference, and then needing to prepare for Spring semester.

Whenever I pointed out that his time commitment was actually lighter than somebody with a full-time job who was physically tied to a job site, I was accused of never really appreciating just how hard he worked for US and not understanding how tough he had it.

I sympathize with you, Adelante. I too did all the holiday prep with a grinch trying to bring me down every step of the way. Also, summers were worse at the beginning for me (I was forced to stay behind as a new mother and stroke survivor), since he always left for his excavation from Mother’s Day in May until just before Labor Day in September. No fun summer vacations to be had in my house. However, for at least the last 20 years, I came to really enjoy those three and a half months that he was gone.

Hope you come to relish every moment of your new life, Adelante, and start doing spectacular things in your retirement.

Gingerchump
Gingerchump
2 years ago

I am so happy that he doesn’t get to mooch off my family’s holiday traditions just because he alienated his own family years ago. For 23 years, the covert narcissist FW fooled us all into believing he belonged while secretly ripping us all apart and somehow making the day all about him (sorry baby Jesus, it actually isn’t about you.) I became an Olympic level eggshell-walker to make sure his holidays were the best and sacrificed so much of my own happiness. Not anymore! The AP has the job now and she can keep it. Serves her right!

MightyKJ
MightyKJ
2 years ago

Won’t miss shopping and spending thousands on gifts for his family, friends and coworkers. Stuffing my own stocking. The anxiety associated with trying to make the holidays special but it was never quite right. His one shopping night with “the boys” when they would go to Victoria’s Secret and then Hooters. Ugh.

This year I’ve booked a solo hiking trip. Finally peace.

Letitsnow
Letitsnow
2 years ago
Reply to  MightyKJ

I won’t miss him texting all the female coworkers all of the time, holiday or not
Won’t miss him commenting about one of our neighbors as “my girlfriend’s here” when they would some over for a neighborhood party. She wouldn’t give him a second glance, ha!!
Don’t miss the grandiosity of him, he always had to have everything, which he could not afford!
Dont miss the lies, especially the Christmas Day ones when he went to drop off his son to his mother after a wonderful brunch, he would tell me he was there for “hours”. Truth, he was there for 2 minutes and at his GF house after that.
Don’t miss being married to a man who acted as if he was single.
He’s done this now to 2 families. My life 5 years later is amazing.
Heard he’s getting married again.
The thing is, you are not dealing with someone trying to deal with their issues, you are dealing with someone trying to hide them.
Happy Thanksgiving break!

Letitsnow
Letitsnow
2 years ago
Reply to  Letitsnow

Oh and don’t miss the ridiculous VS lingerie sets every Christmas.
My most memorable was the Christmas he said that we should not buy each other presents, as “we were not getting along”, HUH?
So I went along with it, getting him a few nice things.
Unknown to me he went over the top with lingerie, sunglasses, etc. I was dumbstruck!
Same Christmas I got the 10 year diamond. He must have felt guilty.
He was trying to set me up to show his family that I did not care.
Passive aggressive BS
Been skiing with friends for the last 5 years holidays, FUN!
❤️ LIS

Adelante
Adelante
2 years ago
Reply to  Letitsnow

My cheater father set up my mother that way one year. Said they shouldn’t get each other presents. She bought him an inexpensive wire LP rack (it was the 50s). He bought her a mink stole. Naturally she felt terrible. Which was, I’m sure, his intention.

nomar
nomar
2 years ago

When I divorced my cheating ex I also lost her family of proudly ignorant hillbilly grifters and the holiday traditions of:

*suppressing any conversation that involved a book or an original thought
*my ex wife and ex MIL making every effort to please my a-hole ex BIL in his mid 40s who has never held a job and contributed nothing but sneering disapproval and conspiracy theories.
*huge amounts of mediocre food from Sam’s Warehouse (“How wonderful, pie . . . from a warehouse!”)
*bootlegged DVDs of action movies in which I had no interest played MUCH LOUDER THAN WAS COMFORTABLE
*4 to 5 days spent at my MIL’s house which was always hot and had no decent reading chairs (and half the lamps had no lightbulbs because rather and buy replacements she would just switch burned out bulbs with working bulbs from other lamps—who does that??)

#HellishHillbillyHolidays

PathOfTotality
PathOfTotality
2 years ago
Reply to  nomar

I’ve survived so many #HellishHillbillyHolidays, including one where a predatory cousin was allowed to stay the night and my younger sister and I were advised to ‘lock our bedroom doors.’

My mother often abandoned herself and her daughters/nieces in favor of appeasing her drunk and/or abusive male relatives. Her chumpdom started early. And sadly, it continues.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  nomar

The current political/pandemic scene must add a whole nother layer of UGLY to these ‘festive’ occasions LOL

Many people are lucky they divorced before our current state of affairs

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  nomar

Oh man, if we could only get a refund for our time in hell!

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Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago

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A big part of it is that time they took from us while we trusted them and thought we were making life decisions based on truth.

WifeApplianceNoMore
WifeApplianceNoMore
2 years ago

I do not miss his endless complaining. I do not miss arguing about whose side of the family we were celebrating with. (I never could understand why we couldn’t do both-they’re less than 15 miles from each other.

I do not miss his disappearances. Or his sneaky phone use.

I do not miss him saying terrible things about my family,but then watching him act like such a nice guy to their faces.

I do not miss walking on eggshells all the time. Or not being able to listen to music I like or watch a show I like because of his criticism.

This is my second holiday season without FW, and I really don’t miss him at all. Things are so much more calm and peaceful, which has allowed me to find more joy!

This is my second

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

He is a cheapskate. So is his family. Yes, I am being totally critical and judgemental. Combined they all have the capacity for sentiment and joy of a toilet seat. Yes, I am stealing that from JD Salinger. It’s great and I am stealing it.
(When you live on an exclusive gated street and feel like you can’t buy Fuji apples because they are too expensive, something is wrong IMHO. That’s a sign you might need some therapy).

When we first started dating, he told me the story of using his allowance to buy marbles when he was a child. Both of his parents came from poverty situations and grew up during WW2 in Germany and understandably have significant issues around money. But they’ve done very well for themselves since they came to this country and were solidly middle class, and she made him take back all the marbles. Not some. All. I was very upset by this story because I believe a child should be able to do what they want with their allowance. He was buying marbles, not hookers (that came later in life and might have something to do with his uber-controlling mother).

I found a very cute bag of vintage marbles on eBay. It was a little bag of Santa Claus marbles, unopened and they looked to be from the 40’s or 50’s, maybe 60’s. The label was red with a picture of Santa Claus and the marbles were green. The bag was about 3 inches square. I thought it would make a very sweet tree ornament. The intention behind my gesture was that I supported his right to have what he wants with his own money.

It went right over his head. He never said anything about it, positive or negative. Just nothing.

There are a lot of things wrong with me I am sure, and things I don’t like about myself that I wish were different, but I do have a reputation for seeing other people, remembering things about them and acknowledging and supporting them.

The only time we ever fought about money, literally, was when I wanted to spend it. Whether it was 10.00 or 100.00 or 1000.00 or 10,000.00. If he wanted something I said yes. Literally, literally literally I never opposed what he wanted.
I am such a mean controlling person, though. Often I felt like he hadn’t even heard that I said yes; he would continue the conversation as if I was arguing with him and saying no, and I had to point out that I said yes. Weird.

I can do whatever I want now with my money, buy gifts or decorations or tickets to holiday events or eat out, from now on, anytime, all the time, holiday or not, without his critical disapproving looks and lectures. (Which is extra interesting considering he hid money from me
our entire marriage and spent God only knows what on hotels and massage parlors and sex workers and affair accomplices).

He is killjoy and thankfully when he left he took his black cloud of negativity with him.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

VH killjoy is right

A master at putting a damper on every occasion, holiday trip, every damn outing there was

I have a driving phobia and lord help me I would ask him to drive me to the mall ( 5 minutes away). On the way there he would have to: compare the shoppers to carrion flies, make racial comments about other drivers (knowing I detest that), goose the gas pedal to flip my head back (neck injury).

Anyway I am getting off topic. But they can find a million ways to torment us, even the way they drive.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Nothing says “I care about you” as much as gleefully disregarding another’s clearly stated boundary ????

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

For Show and Tell….

https://www.esnarf.com/5640k.htm

Curiously like other cheaters, he left without taking anything. But then I found out he was coming into the yard when I wasn’t home, helping himself to whatever. I told him I’d have the police come over and explain why this is illegal now….

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago

Please my fellow Virgo, be judgmental and critical. We’re known for it ???? I call it being discerning and snarky.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

When I was born, there were seven planets in Virgo. I am an uber Virgo. It’s a miracle I have any friends at all.

For some reason (maybe the Leo rising) I have a lot tolerance and patience when it comes to other people; I am under my beautifully organized perfectionist microscope.
After everything that he did my therapist asked me, “where is your anger?”

Good question.

Maybe I should sharpen my Virgo claws. On their faces.

Forty Years Freed
Forty Years Freed
2 years ago

Got a chuckle from that ..but , life has shown me that I have but 1 friend and I happen to be married to her. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. This also from a 1955 Virgo.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

TYPO…

“I am usually ALONE under my beautifully organized perfectionist microscope.”

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

I have been recently overcome by a desire to add to my china collection. Tea services and for dining. I now have dishes for October/Halloween! (Royal Wessex with a Ouija board pattern!) A Buckingham Palace China tea service. Juliska Forest Walk for autumn/Thanksgiving! I just ordered Christmas Eve china for me and my daughter (Mottadeneh Gabriel in festive Currant!) Yes, I am celebrating being able to indulge my love of china and all things tablescape without his criticism and disapproving (jealous?) glares.

Years ago I had a friend whose mother died and left her with an impressive stash of china patterns, flatware, crystal, linens. She made a beautiful tray or table setting for herself every time she ate, which made a deep impression on me as a person who was taught you could only use nice things on “special occasions”. She told me every day was a special occasion. Now I am free to have what I want without him foisting his baggage on me.

Sandyfeet
Sandyfeet
2 years ago

I too have dishues. Just pulled out the Spode today, the grandchildren are 3,4, 4 & 5. I love their little faces when they get excited to eat a muffin off of china. I couldn’t care less if a piece gets broke.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  Sandyfeet

“Dishues!” ????

Buddha says “it’s already broken”.

I agree…it’s to be used and enjoyed and that means it might get broken.

The exception might be Dodie Thayer lettuce ware. I love it but the current prices put it out of my league and I’d be bummed if someone broke a piece….

A sign of the distress I have been in was that I was NOT setting my table. A lot of my good eating habits went out the window after DDay….

Sandyfeet
Sandyfeet
2 years ago

Luckily, no broken dishes thus far, I believe wood floors help. I’m intrigued by your patterns. I live in Florida and always use the Wedgwood Wild Strawberry during strawberry ???? season, brings me joy. ♍️

TheDivineMissChump
TheDivineMissChump
2 years ago

Amen! I used to collect vintage dinnerware, mostly from the 30s and 40s. Some really sweet and unique patterns. Vintage tablecloths too… I love a beautifully set table.

When I left, I had a mantra when it came to deciding what I would take with me. If there was so much as one memory of him that I could or would associate with an item, it was left behind. Given where he mouth and hands had been over the years, plates he had once eaten off of were no longer pretty to me.

However, there was one gorgeous set of antique Bavarian china I inherited from a great aunt that I had never used… it was simply displayed in my formal dining room, reserved for “someday”. They are now my everyday dishes! They make me feel like every meal I prepare for myself is special.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

I hate the dilemma of what to do with things we love that they have slimed by their slimy conduct. Someone told me to put things away for a while before making decisions. It was a good suggestion. There was more clarity later and I wasn’t as reactive and impulsive. Some things were still firmly on the launch pad and others had lost their association with him and I was glad I hadn’t gotten rid of it.

I got a very expensive Hawaiian bracelet featuring the Mokolua Islands off of Lanikai for the weird post DDay fake wreckonciliation Christmas in Hawaii. It arrived from the jeweler with the engraving just before he moved out the following January. I set it aside as suggested.

It took me almost three years to realize that he had not really bought it for me. He had not had it engraved. I had picked it out. I chose the engraving (the Hawaiian healing prayer, ho’oponopono, in Hawaiian). All he did was agree to the purchase and handed me our debit card to buy it. My mental gymnastics really had me seeing this as a gift from him that he gave me! I’m really glad because I love the bracelet and it represents a place that I love that I discovered on the planet.

I have to go back with my daughter and reclaim Lanikai. She and I can now do destination Christmas trips if we want….Christmas markets in Germany, nativity tours in Italy, Santa Fe NM, or Hawaii…..the world is our holiday oyster!

Patti
Patti
2 years ago

Dearest VH,
I belong to a Seniors’ Centre. A few years ago, an acknowledgment appeared in the monthly newsletter thanking a gentleman for his wife’s gift of many fine china tea cups. Apparently she too loved her tea cups and made her husband promise to bring them into the cafeteria of the Centre after she passed away.
She maintained that a cuppa tasted so much better in a proper cup.
Beautiful patterns and greatly enjoyed by all seniors.

Susie Lee
Susie Lee
2 years ago
Reply to  Patti

I have a bit of a compulsion for 60s early 70 dishes and have collected so many. My granddaughter just got her own apartment, not much money so she gladly took a lot of it. I told her to just pass it on when she got tired of it.

Now I have space to collect more. I get a lot of neat 60 era stuff at the Resale shop that Habitat for Humanity runs.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Patti

That sounds ????????

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago
Reply to  Patti

That’s a GREAT idea for when it’s time to pass them on! I agree that tea, and everything, is better with beautiful presentation!

My Diamond Jubilee tea set by Buckingham Palace China just arrived…one cup got broken in the journey, unfortunately. ☹️

My daughter loves tea and we go for high tea somewhere as often as we can. It’s one of my favorite ways to eat and I’m glad she loves it too.

Thank you for sharing!

TheDivineMissChump
TheDivineMissChump
2 years ago

I’m one who really needed as close to a clean break as I could get, and I’ve no regrets. I never received nice or expensive things from cheating bastard ex so nothing to miss there… lol!
I also thought it might be nice to streamline my life a bit, not be weighed down by all the stuff. In many ways, leaving it all behind is helping me move forward. I kinda like not having much to take care of… ????

CleotheFormerChump
CleotheFormerChump
2 years ago

I’m not even into china, but I had to look up Royal Wessex with ouija board pattern. Too cool! You are an example of mightiness. Enjoy!

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

I am afraid that getting to the level of October/Halloween-specific china puts me in the league of hoarders about whom many chumps here complain!

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But I don’t keep trash, I enjoy giving things away, and I truly don’t want anything I don’t use and love, so I may still fall on the side of “collector”…..

I worked as a housekeeper for someone who could not throw away a crumbling ancient
rubber toilet plunger because it belonged to his dead father. I do know the difference!

CleotheFormerChump
CleotheFormerChump
2 years ago

LOL! There is def a difference between “collector and user of fine china” and hoarder!

And I think it’s important that you USE the china–you eat off it on special occasions, you take pleasure in it, you perhaps display it where it can be admired. That def puts you in NON hoarder category (it’s not, for example, buried in a box in the back room under piles of newspapers and old shoes). NO hoarder takes pleasure in their piles of trash–even though they can’t bear to part with it;
that I know from knowing a few.

My mom is great at the fabric arts. I have a tablecloth that she hand-embroidered for me–just beautiful! And she insisted to me that it was mine to use–“not to sit in a drawer.” So years later it bears its little stains and scars, and I am so happy for that lesson from her.

eirene
eirene
2 years ago

Hi, my name is eirene, and I too have a fine china fetish.

Enjoy your new dishes, Velvet!

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago

Go ahead and enjoy your beautiful things! I collect ceramics, and have since I was a teen, I just love the look and feel of them.
I LOVE what your friend said, that every day is a special occasion, I’m going to remember that. What a great outlook on life.

Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
Velvet Hammer ????????❤️
2 years ago

I was sitting in the garage of his parents multi-million dollar home eating a Fuji apple. His mom remarked that she loved them but didn’t buy them because they were so expensive. The next time I went over there with him, I brought her six.

One of my traditions is to go to the Nutcracker on Christmas Eve. I get the best seats I can afford. She told me thing she always wanted to go. I knew she would never spend the money on tickets even though I knew she could easily afford it. One year we got box seats for all of us as a surprise. His sister was angry and accused us of ruining Christmas.

I am the hated villain of their family.

Magnolia
Magnolia
2 years ago

How could she argue you ruined Xmas when you got them Nutcracker box seats?

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

Their spite/garbage attitude needed to paint you as the bad guy

Pathetic people

Kristen
Kristen
2 years ago

Growing up, my family always had a live Christmas tree that we cut ourselves. I loved ritual of finding the perfect one, and the beautiful fresh smell of it inside our home. We would decorate it with white lights and ornaments that had been collected through the years, some handmade by my mother or grandmother, some gifts from family chosen to commemorate a special event or place.

After I married, my ex claimed to be allergic to pine and would not allow one in the house. For the few years, he insisted on putting up a hideous fake white tree with blinking colored lights and a set of cheap glass ornaments his mother gave us. That Christmas tree actually make me cry, it was so ugly. I did convince him to compromise on a life-like artificial tree for the next 20 years, and eventually ditched the ugly glass balls for handmade ornaments, mementos we picked up while traveling with the kids, and ornaments given as gifts.

Now that Ex is gone, I get to have a real tree again. While we don’t cut it down ourselves, my boys and I have made a new ritual of going to the tree stand sponsored by our local high school and choosing the perfect one. We decorate it the way I like, with white lights only, and all those beautiful ornaments I have collected through the years. It fill the house the fresh scent of pine and happy memories.

Spinach@35
Spinach@35
2 years ago
Reply to  Kristen

Glad you’re in charge of all things Christmas now that you’re free of your x.

In the early years, my x and I would invariably have an argument when setting up the tree. He would complain about God knows what and criticize every aspect of the process: the cost of the tree, size of the tree, the quality of the. needles. the cut, the tree stand, the lean of the tree once in the stand….You get the idea. I played Christmas music and tried to make it special, but alas there’s only so much one can do.

Over time, I thought I’d hit upon a great solution. I started to do the tree myself while he was at his yearly, early-December, out-of-town medical conference (where he probably cheated).

This is an example of the kind of shit I did to avoid unpleasantness.

Here’s the thing, though. You do one thing that seems like a harmless good solution. That leads to another. And before you know it, you’re doing all sorts of odd shit that you don’t even realize is in any way odd. (Example: I would drive an extra car to our son’s hockey games so that he wouldn’t have to drive home with his dad where he’d catch hell for how he played.) So crazy!

BetterThanAWhoreChump
BetterThanAWhoreChump
2 years ago

I’m not free of anything yet, but am realizing things I would like to be free of and will be some day:
1-not covering for FW because he’s passed out drunk
2-not worrying about “his feelings not being validated”
3-no more eggshells to walk on
4-no more passive aggressive cleaning by FW
5-no more having kids hide in their rooms because it is so awkward between them and FW
6-only decorating with what I want to (his family has all passed on but used to send gag gifts every year-anything that said ho ho ho-sort of prophetic with our situation and they would be so ashamed)
7-no more freaking out every time he is all over his phone or hiding somewhere on his phone
I’ve not liked thanksgiving since my mom died right before it 26 years ago and then d-day happened a year ago on that anniversary. I’m looking forward to going out with the kids and trying to just relax. Christmas is more my thing and the joy will be back one day!

RossLucy465
RossLucy465
2 years ago

I’d like to read more about this passive-aggressive cleaning, if you’re up to it

BetterThanAWhoreChump
BetterThanAWhoreChump
2 years ago
Reply to  RossLucy465

Lol. I’m usually exhausted after working on things all day and I’m diagnosed with sleep issues so that doesn’t help. He cleans because he’s a neat freak and can’t stand if one of my 5 boys leaves a toy on the floor. I gave up years ago. Worked tirelessly to try and manage everything and never measured up. He cleans, but slams pans, grunts, moans, sighs, makes a show of it and never asks a kid to help. Then complains that nobody helped and he’s a martyr. He still complains about helping with laundry when I was pregnant with number 4 and the others were 5, 3, and 1. My pregnancies tore me up and I did need help. He’s military and we moved all the time. Never near my family though. He took it personally if I didn’t clean all the time says that’s part of the reason why we broke-which of course lead to escorts and massage parlor Jack offs. Hmmmmm

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago

Better………….. I hope you can leave this abusive situation, no one should live like this

GratefullyDivorcedDad
GratefullyDivorcedDad
2 years ago

Not only is it wonderful to be sociopath-free from my fw ex, but this time of year I’m especially grateful for never having to deal with my ex-flaming-narcissist-master-manipulator-mother-in-law ever again. Priceless!

Spinach@35
Spinach@35
2 years ago

Same!!!

OMG!! One of the true silver linings in all of this.

The Ex-Mrs. Sparkly Pants
The Ex-Mrs. Sparkly Pants
2 years ago

I never have to spend another holiday with one of his exes. I’m especially grateful that I no longer have to entertain his exes in my home! No more New Year’s Day with one of his exes, no Super Bowl Sunday parties, no Memorial Day cook-outs, no more 4th of July fireworks with an ex of his. No more Labor Days, no more Thanksgivings or Friendsgivings. No more Christmas parties or Christmas Days with one of his exes, no New Years Eve out on the town with one of his exes. Winning!

I never have to go through the gift-giving extravaganza where he presents me with a long list of his wishes. (He never could get the idea of “stocking stuffers.” He seemed to think it just meant something that was small enough to fit win a sock, and asked for expensive small shit and expensive big shit. The list was very precise — brand names, colors, model numbers . . . always top of the line. I’d hunt it down and procure it for him only to have him open his gift, curl his lip contemptuously and exclaim, “This isn’t what I asked for,” as he threw the gift aside. Then I would be responsible for returning said gift and finding and buying him whatever he had decided he wanted instead of whatever was on that list of his. Lather, rinse, repeat. One year the gifting, returning, giving another gift, etc. lasted from Christmas until his birthday. His birthday is in September.

I no longer have to open my gifts — the last year we were married he got me Wonder Woman socks and a lid for a Yeti cup — and exclaim over them in awe and joy. (No, he didn’t get me the Yeti cup — just the lid.) I forget what I got him, but it was several hundred dollars. If I didn’t make a proper display of happiness with my gift, he’d complain about my lack of gratitude for literally YEARS.

I no longer have to go to a holiday celebration with him and wonder if he’s going to have a tantrum and ruin the holidays. I don’t have to worry about him nitpicking, criticizing, berating me, screaming at me, projecting, blame shifting, gaslighting, insulting, mocking or otherwise embarrassing me in front of our assembled families or friends or co-workers or friends of co-workers, neighbors or anyone.

I don’t have to see him groping another woman at a wedding, party, celebration, concert, Christmas dinner or drinks after work. I don’t have to listen to him complimenting other women or young girls about their “hot bodies,” “great figures,” or general attributes right in front of me. Nor do I have to listen to the tantrum he has when I tell him that behavior bothers me.

I no longer have to take away his car keys and put up with the tantrum he has over that or drive him home black-out drunk. Or drugged up. Or both. I no longer have to try to get him into the car, home safely and into the house after he’s been drinking to the point of unconsciousness.

WINNING!

RossLucy465
RossLucy465
2 years ago

One of the things I see so much on this site is that cheaters seem to love ruining special occasions.

I guess it’s the entitlement.

Mitz
Mitz
2 years ago
Reply to  RossLucy465

Yes. They adore chaos, and many get their jollies from cruelty

Attie
Attie
2 years ago

My ex was a slob whereas I’m not. My house was never pristine but it was always picked up and put away. That being said, whenever we had people coming over he would crash around the house like a lunatic stuffing things into cupboards, the garage, you name it. It was all about image management to him. Not that he would help with any of the preparation – or if he did he would make an absolute tip out of the kitchen, send my blood pressure through the roof and then leave me to clear up! Then we’d get to watch as the asshole got drunk and sat there on his throne like King Canute postulating on everything and nothing and not making any sense anyway. He always got drunk and either became all sloppy or started looking for a fight because – reasons! He even got roaring drunk after my dad’s funeral while we were sitting at my sister’s home with my newly-widowed mom. He buggered off down the pub and we had to go out looking for him. My BIL actually picked him up by his scrawny neck and threw him over a hedge and left him there. So yeah, I miss him like I miss a hole in the head. Good riddance to bad rubbish!

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago
Reply to  Attie

OMG yay for your BIL! ????????????
Don’t we all wish we had someone like him!
Our guy friends used to get mad at X, and say don’t talk to her like that, but I think they should have tossed him somewhere!

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
2 years ago
Reply to  Attie

Heave ho over the hedge ????????????????

Blenderhead
Blenderhead
2 years ago

I’ll never have to cook a bloody, disgusting, 30 pound turkey again! No more trying to please a family of 25 who didn’t fully accept me. Plus, I’m allergic to turkey. I took my kids out to a restaurant yesterday for Thanksgiving and had a steak. It was relaxing.

Hope Springs
Hope Springs
2 years ago

The dick and the Howife FaceTimed the grown kids last night. It aggravated me …I was never allowed to comment on his phone conversations. Yet there the ho was right next to him yapping away to my kids and grandkids. Yet the dick wouldn’t even say hi to his family from me…”stop intruding”. They are so phony…

Forty Years Freed
Forty Years Freed
2 years ago
Reply to  Hope Springs

never allowed??? It’s your party , do what you want.

Stig
Stig
2 years ago
Reply to  Hope Springs

I’m si sorry you were treated that way. What a tool. And she’s super special if she doesn’t notice the way he speaks to you and doesn’t realise that’s her future karma.

FuckThatShit
FuckThatShit
2 years ago

There’s a lot that I don’t miss around Christmas with FW. One of the main ones is his absolute rage about getting a Christmas tree. He excelled at ruining vacations and holidays by raging or sulking but this one was special. He insisted on going to the tree farm with the kids because it was a family tradition and then would fume the whole time, about choosing the tree, how expensive it was, how to fit it in or on the car… Glad I am done with that. Now the holiday preparations are peaceful and joyful in my house, nor one sulking in a corner looking at their phone while I am baking cookies and decorating the house all by myself. No FW complaint that the kids don’t want to play with him. No more suffering through the IL ‘s being nasty to each other while opening their presents and calling it humor.

Bruno
Bruno
2 years ago

My XW decides to have a laser face peel the day before Christmas Eve. It does not go well. I had to cancel Christmas Eve with my family because she was a pitiable mess in great pain and her skin oozing all over her face. I ended up cooking dinner for her entire family Christmas Day because she could not get out of bed.
I thought I was being a good husband, but I was just being a chump. This was all about trying to impress her ten years younger co-worker at her school with whom she was having an affair. When I asked why it was important to do the procedure now instead of over summer vacation, she just glared at me and said she didn’t care what I thought.
Nice.
I had Thanksgiving dinner this year with my brother and sister-in-law. Her kids and her ex husband were there. Their marriage broke up over alcohol abuse and it’s side affects. Years later, he is now sober and they get along, especially to share events with their adult children. This is great to see, but I have no desire to be in the same space with my XW. She is unrepentant and still manipulative.
Maybe because her younger boyfriend dumped her.

Catling
Catling
2 years ago

I don’t miss the long journeys and extended holidays staying with her family that all had opposite political views from me (keeping politics brief for this blog, but they didn’t share my love for the planet).
I don’t miss how she’d passively aggressively start a fight when I showed too much enjoyment for an occasion.
I’m offended that despite putting effort into relationships with her family, the entire clan dropped me after it was over — although there’s relief too ????
I worked on issues in our relationship, turns out she working on them with someone else; then couldn’t leave fast enough when I caught her lying.

MrWonderful’sEx
MrWonderful’sEx
2 years ago

I am so gratefulI will never have to ride in a car for a full day to spend Thanksgiving with my SIL. She can’t cook so she would talk friends of hers into hosting at their house or renting a large cabin. So we would be staying at the home of her friends who were near strangers to us. They would cook everything and SIL would act like it was her Thanksgiving meal. The last time we went, there was a big college football game in town. SIL wanted to go and informed klootzak that she knew someone with tickets. So what did he do? He left our 3 year old and I at the house and spent almost $1,000 on prime tickets for him and SIL to go to the football game. Kiddo and I were stuck with no car (klootzak took our car with the child car seat) in the middle of no where with people we didn’t really know. SIL is a narc and her friends are flying monkeys. I took my son on a walk to try to find houses with holiday lights up to look at. I bought ingredients and made a pie to contribute but it was barely touched.

I won’t have to endure klootzak “working” on the holidays meaning upstairs in his office on his computer or hiding out in the garage, cleaning his car for the millionth time, all day long, so he doesn’t have to clean anything or help cook.

I won’t have to open his lame presents and pretend to like them.

I was advised at the beginning of lining up duck process to NOT suddenly spend less than normal. Courts look at your standard of living when making decisions about support and so on. The pandemic made it hard because we used to spend 5 figures a year on vacations and suddenly that all stopped and I wasn’t even paying to get my hair colored. So I haven’t dialed back on buying gifts for klootzak at all. I haven’t cranked it up, either, but it’s the same. So this year he is getting a huge TV (so he can take it when he goes and leave our old one here), a home theater set up in the garage, and a super expensive suitcase (so he can pack his shit in it and LEAVE).

I will be able to stop buying myself gifts to make him look good. I know money will be tight going forward so this year I went all out for myself on clothing that I know will last for some years going forward, coats for myself and my son (including two sizes ahead of his current size), and expensive equipment that my son and I will use for two different hobbies we do together –
camping and astronomy! I am also pre-paying to extend my membership in Ancestry, kiddo’s subscription to educational and reading services online, and making advance swim lessons payments. I also purchased a good sized gift card for myself to get skincare treatments at the medi spa I frequented before the pandemic began. (I blamed it on their amazing Cyber Monday deal.) It’s easier for my to buy all these gifts and explain them as gifts than to take out cash and put it away for the retainer. Klootzak doesn’t question gift purchases that seem pretty normal, and all of these do. The only odd purchase he might have caught is the coats in larger sizes for our son but he didn’t realize they are different sizes. So the holiday tradition I will no longer have to endure is his year long scrutinizing every dollar I spend. I remember still how I was chewed out for spending $50 sending my mother flowers for Mother’s Day. ????

I will no longer have to endure Stove Top stuffing on holidays. Hey, to me it is fine to eat at other times, but I live home made butter and sage stuffing or my grandmother’s recipe when the holidays arrive. I am the one cooking it; I want home made. Klootzak’s mother couldn’t cook worth a damn so he thinks Stove Top is the cat’s ass. He also wants stuffing super dry. No more of that in my future!

No more hearing him complain about Christmas decorations, shows, music, etc. He’s the Grinch. It’s all about what food and gifts he gets. No more refusing to say a blessing before Thanksgiving dinner. Our son led in saying the Our Father last night and klootzak just sat there awkwardly. I said it with our son, who just learned it and I knew needed help remembering parts, and I may have said with emphasis “as we forgive those who trespass against us” but I did avoid staring right at klootzak as I said it. ???? I will never forgive his ass, anyway.

No more not attending Christmas services. Yay for vaccines, my son gets Pfizer #2 tomorrow and I will get a booster so we can go to Mass. It will be the first time I have been in a church with my son since he was baptized. I admittedly have never been a regular church attendee, but I certainly want to attend more than we do, which is never. And I am so grateful I didn’t marry klootzak in a church and won’t need annulment but even more grateful to the priest who heard my story and said he was certain the church would have granted it without hesitation.

I am looking forward to feeling free and comfortable in my own home. So much fun to be had without klootzak sneering down his nose at everything. Even if I don’t get to buy the house for some crazy reason and will make my home in a smaller place with a smaller yard, it will be decorated properly without his ban on multicolor lights. After 20 years of all white everything, I want color back! And I want some silly inflatables in the yard that will make my son smile. And no more of klootzak’s band on snow and peopermint! He hates snow so nothing with snowmen or snowflakes is permitted. He also hates mint so we can’t decorate with candy canes, either. My decorations next year will be a nativity (also not permitted because how dare baby Jesus be the center of attention), snowmen, and candy canes – not all in one place, though. hahaha Right now I am only allowed all white lights, red bows, and gingerbread people but they are only allowed indoors.

Oh! And I know klootzak will not buy a tree when he leaves. He may take the artificial tree we have out of spite. If he does, I’ll replace it with one with multicolor lights. But last year, I bought a completely new set of decorations for the tree. The old ones were worn out and he kept resisting my replacing them. Last year I bought the ones I wanted in a post-holiday sale without asking permission. It was another big expense I knew I would want to get out of the way. I highly doubt he will want to take them. The best part is I have no memories of buying them with him like I did the old ones where he dictated the colors I was permitted to buy and everything. This set is red, green, and gold which is probably too much color for him. I’m about to put up the tree and waiting to hear the complaining begin. I will tell him to go buy his ownsetif he doesn’t like them. I already threw out the old ones that were so ancient the glass had gotten spotted and moldy looking.

Navigator
Navigator
2 years ago

I don’t miss my EX ignoring me & clinging to his mother’s side as if I was going to stab him with my dinner fork! Damn. Missed opportunity lol

Kim
Kim
2 years ago

This is tame compared to many of you but I don’t miss ex’s phoniness.

He’d insist on this bullshit “family” kumbya where he’d want everyone to say what they were thankful for. He’d give a speech about how thankful he was for all of us and if my kids and I didn’t seem sufficiently thankful baby would be most offended.

But he didn’t like my kids that much….he’d make nasty comments if they said anything that didn’t involve sports or weather and they generally got on his nerves even though they’re great guys. If they forgot to bring the trash can in it was a huge deal. One time my older son wore his jacket to dinner and ex physically pulled it off of him..i went ballistic and baby locked himself in the spare room. Later on he claimed that son was sending the message that he (ex) didn’t keep the house warm enough and that of course was highly offensive. I told him he’d better never lay a fucking finger on my kids again.

His snotty daughter was allowed to make any stupid or ignorant comments she wanted even though she was much older. The sun rose and set up her ass.

Once I left my kids didn’t even get a HS graduation card from the phony that was HUGE on cards for everything. They don’t even speak of him.

I always hated the fucking phony family image.

My kids went to their dads for Thanksgiving because he has a much bigger crowd so they cook a lot. I went with my bf to his parents and it was great. They’re wonderful and treat me like family, and I chuckle at the bickering that goes on because it’s authentic. It’s so refreshing after having to walk on eggshells for fear of offending his highness the ex.

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago
Reply to  Kim

Aah, I love a happy ending! (Your X sounds like a giant creep) Hope your sons are doing well.

Kim
Kim
2 years ago
Reply to  FreeWoman

They are doing great, thank you!

We do what we want when we want and say what we want. We don’t have to worry about upsetting anyone

ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
ChumpMeGentlyWithAChainsaw
2 years ago
Reply to  Kim

Mine has always been the same way with my kids. The sun rises and sets with his little princesses but f*** my kids.

I’m glad to hear that you and your kiddos are doing better. I can’t wait to be able to report the same for mine. Hugs.

Dawn
Dawn
2 years ago

This is my first Fall/Winter holiday season without FW ex; divorce was final in Sept. Still carrying some residual trauma related to how I finally finally finally knew my marriage was over, that came on Christmas Eve, 2020, and unfolded over the days following, leading to me kicking him out in January.
Things I won’t miss: my ex MIL demanding that myself, my now ex and our daughter send her extensive lists.. in and of itself not a bad thing, as we lived across the country… but I was expected to send her the list for our daughter and myself, and then if my ex didn’t do his in time, SHE CALLED ME!!! Then I had to wrap everything she sent for my daughter (who’s birthday is also in November) and for my ex, and he was supposed to do the same for my presents she sent. So I had double the wrapping job, and at first, I didn’t mind it; wrapping can be enjoyable. Until I realized that he would just stick a bow on the box my presents were mailed in. Didn’t get them out of the box, didn’t make pretty packages, just stuck a bow on the mailer. This year for my daughter’s birthday, my ex MIL sent wrapped presents. Guess she knows she doesn’t get my free labor any more.
Won’t miss spending extra shipping costs to buy his family gifts at the last minute because he can’t be bothered to plan ahead.
Buying my own stocking gifts, or putting up with incredibly not my style (after 22 years together!) stuff.
Spending an hour making the table look festive for any of the holiday meals, only to have him knock things over, spill the gravy on the linens, use the good napkins to clean the bottom of the turkey pan or wipe down the stove…I am grateful that he cooked. But the unbelievable praise he would expect made the food taste like ashes to me every year.
His incredibly inedible hipster raw cranberry ‘sauce” because cranberry sauce from a can was low class…raw cranberries blitzed with orange peel. It was inedible.
Spending time and a fortune on holiday photo cards (he rarely helped) and spending the money for the amount he claimed he needed to send to his enormous extended family and colleagues… only to have them never get sent because he couldn’t be bothered. When I cleaned out the house this summer for sale, I found hundreds of dollars worth of cards he never sent.
Won’t miss his incomprehensible behaviors; example. Last year I asked my MIL for a large staked decoration for the garden. It arrived in a huge flat pack box, probably four feet by four feet. My ex put it in his small home office. I survived the Christmas Eve debacle, now it’s Christmas Day, and I’ve got this funny feeling that he didn’t put all the presents out (a common experience). I go in his office, find that enormous box, drag it and and say “What’s this?” He acted like he had never ever seen it before, couldn’t possibly tell you what it was, had zero memory of it arriving, etc. So I listen to him babble and open it up, to find the garden thing I asked for. He keeps babbling and I put it together. As I have it all working, he says “be sure to put it where I can enjoy it too!” That f’r thought he was entitled to see MY present that he didn’t even remember, from his office or something. NO. That thing was on the far side of the house, and now in the backyard of my new house. He can choke on his “be sure…”
This Thanksgiving my daughter and I are at the coast for 2 days; last night we had a microwave feast of anything that looked good from Trader Joes! For Christmas we are going to Universal Studios. Ex has a sad, and now wants to take daughter to a lovely holiday light display in a nearby city. The same display that I begged and begged to go to when daughter was small, but it was always too far to go, or we would go but he would pout the whole time. NOW he wants to go.
God, this isn’t even all of it! But this felt good to type out. He is awful and I am so happy to make new traditions.

NBU
NBU
2 years ago
Reply to  Dawn

Good on you for pushing that divorce through. My Christmas Eve last year was also incredibly awful as I was in the thick of grappling with dday revelations that shook my entire world. It’s somehow comforting to know that somewhere else on the planet someone else was in a similar turmoil—though I wish it hadn’t been so for both of us.

Dawn
Dawn
2 years ago
Reply to  NBU

Christmas eve Solidarity, NBU! This year I’ll say a little toast to you.

Fourleaf
Fourleaf
2 years ago
Reply to  Dawn

” I finally finally finally knew my marriage was over, that came on Christmas Eve, 2020″

I’m so sorry this happened to you on Christmas Eve. Please look forward to many many years of taking this holiday back and making it joyous and, most importantly, yours.

Dawn
Dawn
2 years ago
Reply to  Fourleaf

thank you so much Fourleaf. Like many here have experienced, my ex really excelled at ruining holidays and birthdays. This year I think will be the hardest, but it’s also been a really nice time to be with my daughter and let us figure out what we want to do, just the two of us. Bittersweet right now… but I’m looking forward to more sweetness and less chaos.

Claire
Claire
2 years ago
Reply to  Dawn

This year the holidays are yours to own. Big hugs. He sounds like a dick!

MehBeSoon
MehBeSoon
2 years ago

I will not miss his insistent “offers” to “help” with buying things for Xmas, and then always waiting until the last minute even though I asked for help weeks before. This stressed me out and also meant that he was not available when I needed him for last minute preparations at home, because he was “too busy” getting all the stuff I had asked him to get weeks earlier (well, if that’s where he really was…..every memory is tainted by lies and deception).

Our divorce was finalized right before the holiday season. I foolishly agreed to let him come to the holidays “for the sake of the children.” At first I thought it could work, and he was helpful with meal prep, dishes etc. But by the end of the event, he had drank too much and was generally an ass. We fought over it afterwards and he said didn’t understand why I “made such a big deal of Xmas anyway” and never really cared/understood the fuss I made. I may be a slow learner in many ways, but that was the last time he sat at my holiday table.

Dawn
Dawn
2 years ago
Reply to  MehBeSoon

“every memory is tainted by lies and deception” yeah, I hear you on that.

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago

I certainly won’t miss X running off to see his latest whatever, on the holidays. First it was his secretary, Oh, I have to help her put up her tree ????, then the year before I ditched his pathetic ass, he kissed me at 5 mins to midnight on NY’s eve, then ran across the street to his AP’s house to be with her. He liked being blatant about it, hoping I would just give up.
I won’t miss the Stooges on tv in my living room all the time, or death metal on the radio.
I do miss going to my in-laws, they were kind to me, and were old-school Italians with a house full of very cool collectibles! They would clobber him, for what he did to me, but they all passed away and never knew. It’s for the best, I think.
Here’s to new and better traditions for all of us!!

Unicornomore
Unicornomore
2 years ago

I won’t miss his holiday rage. 3 times in our marriage, there was a tree mishap (fell over or something similar) and he reacted by dragging the fully decorated tree through the house and throwing it over the back deck or down a hill. The last Christmas he was alive, he was dragging it through the kitchen and oldest son stopped him and said “we are not doing this” (I was so proud).

When I started dating Col Greatguy, he asked about the screw in the wall (in an odd place) and I told him the Christmas tree had to be tethered to the wall lest it fall and rage ensue. The screw coming out of the wall and the hole being speckled and painted was a healing moment.

An earlier Christmas, I was mid-Pick Me Dance and he was mid “make everything perfect or I will leave and blame you”. I had just started a new job and the kids were expecting all the normal stuff and I worked my ass of doing everything as perfectly as I could conceivably do it. He found one single mess in our entire house (on my desk, not hurting anyone) and upended the desk throwing everything on the floor and telling me what a piece of shit I was for having a mess on my desk.

When I handed him a gift, he just fucking refused to open it. It was so P/A…would not accept a kindness…just refused. Ass

Holidays were a time for him to hate me for just existing.

Oh, he also has a sister I never liked who I dont have to be nice to anymore.

FreeWoman
FreeWoman
2 years ago