Most Spectacularly Callous Christmas Dump?

Tinsel, snow, I-Love-You-But-I’m-Not-In-Love-With-You… Tis the season for getting dumped.

CleoTheFormerChump suggested this Friday Challenge — all the many special ways to be discarded at the Holiday season. Not invited to the office Christmas party? Finding a gift receipt for Schmoopie? Left alone with a plate of milk and cookies for reindeer who never show?

It makes a certain amount of narcissistic sense why D-Days happen this time of year — double lives buckle under the strain. Kibbles for EVERYONE? Expectations of family time? Togetherness? Gift-giving?

I’m sorry, they’re very busy in the toilet right now with their cell phone. Work project. Gotta go! Bye!

Share your callous holiday stories here. And drive a stake of holly through that memory. Better days ahead!

TGIF!

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hollowbunny
hollowbunny
5 years ago

Mine were New Year’s Eve and my mil’s birthday party (howorker showed up!) but my bestie found out about her cheater on Christmas Day, around the tree, with family and children , by seeing a text on his phone that said “love and merry Christmas to you and the boys” from a coworker. Still breaks my heart to think about her in that moment.

Seems that holidays fuck with the narrative they’ve been juggling, and the pants on fire stuff starts to chap their asses when the cheesy music starts at thanksgiving. Maybe the tinsel further scrambles that pimple between their shoulders that they call a brain. Lying is exhausting and requires spreadsheets, but tell the truth and you really don’t ever have to remember anything. Like telling your mistress to not text you on Christmas morning. Doh.

When Will Tuesday Get Here
When Will Tuesday Get Here
5 years ago

Since my birthday and Christmas are so close together, I thought I’d share this little crap nugget:
“I am sorry to miss your birthday this year and not be able to celebrate and put together a party or something special. I miss you and love you and pray for you. I really hope that someday soon we can be together in this process instead of opposed to each other. I look forward to that day. I hope next year I can give you a grand celebration and honor your life. I hope someone is able to celebrate with you. Be strong. Be soft. I love you”.
It’s easy to trust that he sucks when he goes to far to let you down. Also, guess what his gift to me was? SPICES.

I don’t cook…

Wormfree
Wormfree
5 years ago

Horrible gifts are a death knell…..
I developed an eating disorder after D-Day. I just couldn’t stomach more than three mouthfuls of foo at a time. The Worm told me I was too thin, yet his Christmas gift was a Fitbit.
It actually helped get me to disengage with him though. Because it was symbolic of how out of touch he was with me, when I told the Fitbit story to people they instantly understood why I left. When I looked at it, I realized what an asshole he was. Maybe you could use your spices like that?

Wormfree
Wormfree
5 years ago
Reply to  Wormfree

Food not foo….

Now I.C.
Now I.C.
5 years ago

Be strong. Be soft. Be Charmin.

Yeah, he can go wipe his own ass now. Give me a break with that sanctimonious bullshit.

ICanSeeTheMehComing!
ICanSeeTheMehComing!
5 years ago

Not for nothing… you need to send him a selfie of yourself from a beach in Hawaii or somewhere of your dreams… minus one self-absorbed fuckwit. AND… Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas to you… brighter days are ahead, he’s been blocking your sun.

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago

minus one self-absorbed fuckwit would be the perfect legend for this kind of photo to send to the fuckwit if it weren’t for the ego kibble. But it is a good idea for social media

Champ
Champ
5 years ago

Congratulations! You’ve won an expense-paid trip to Paris from Douchebag … One catch, though … you’ll have to cough up the single premium ’cause you’re going alone.

Translate … “When I’ve got my coffers filled again by sponging off Schmoopie, maybe I can treat you to something I always had promised you but never really meant it, and this will relieve my guilt. Meanwhile, here are some spices because I think at one point you had asked me to buy pepper on my way home from work and I didn’t. I feel so bad about that.”

In my case, my A-hole was ready to leave me right after Christmas, but then remembered my birthday shortly followed, so hung in for awhile. I didn’t know it then, but in hindsight, all the signs were there that that interval was a struggle for him to maintain the fakery.

Langele
Langele
5 years ago

Disordered entitled pompous asshole.

KarenE
KarenE
5 years ago

Wow, I am LOVING the implied belief that you are alone on this special day, and that the ‘soft’ you is the REAL, adorable you, while this hard and bitter person you’ve become, not so much.

But my fave really is ‘we can be together in this process instead of opposed’. Because ya know, you THOUGHT you were together in that whole marriage thing. But that didn’t really work out. So let’s be together while we divorce! That way maybe you’ll be more likely to be my friend still and provide kibbles forever, and make me look good, and hey! You could, like, give me everything I want in the divorce, ’cause, like, we’re a team!.

I trust this one sucks, bigtime. Sorry this creep was in your life, When.

SorryNotPoly
SorryNotPoly
5 years ago

My ex brought me flowers on the Thursday before Christmas last year, which wasn’t terribly unusual for him, but later, my sister was doing some internet “research” on him before he was supposed to meet the family for Christmas and asked why the AP had tagged him in a photo of flowers the same day (he had cheated on me two months previously, and had since been maintaining that he and the AP weren’t speaking). Sure enough, he had bought her flowers too, and since I had blocked her, I never saw the post.
His argument was that it was her birthday and that “flowers are a nice thing to do for a friend.” (My therapist even told me I needed to let the issue go.) Needless to say he did not meet the family at Christmas.

TheyCanHaveHim
TheyCanHaveHim
5 years ago
Reply to  SorryNotPoly

Man blocking the AP/OW is such a dumb move huh? I did the same thing. Missed out in their whole other life together on Facebook! Honestly one of the chumpiest things i ever did.

SorryNotPoly
SorryNotPoly
5 years ago
Reply to  TheyCanHaveHim

I never thought of it that way, but it was pretty chumpy. I did it mainly to avoid being triggered, but it turns out that people had a tendency to send me everything she wrote about him anyways, so I didn’t really spare myself much.

She Won't Even Notice!
She Won't Even Notice!
5 years ago
Reply to  SorryNotPoly

Whaaat? I buy flowers for my friends allllll the time.

I also take my friends on dates all the time.

And move into their house.

And buy them diamond rings.

And wear white, stand around a crowd of all of our favorite people, and make legal-binding vows with each other.

You know.

Platonically.

unicornomore
unicornomore
5 years ago

My Cheater once explained how he had “joked” about buying his howorker a $40,000 diamond (he woud have to best the $39,000 one her fiance had given her. I got mad and he said “it was just a joke!”. My question was “really, and what other coworkers have you joked about buying wedding jewelry with?”

Adelante
Adelante
5 years ago
Reply to  SorryNotPoly

I hope you let that therapist go…

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  Adelante

SOOOOO this!

SorryNotPoly
SorryNotPoly
5 years ago
Reply to  Amiisfree

Therapist = gonezo! Currently looking for someone who doesn’t recommend Ester Perel, as this one also did.

Champ
Champ
5 years ago
Reply to  SorryNotPoly

I told my (ex) therapist that Douchebag found his AP “warmer” than me. She suggested I practise being warmer for the next guy.

This offended me on so many levels.

Stig
Stig
5 years ago
Reply to  Champ

Yeah but her kind of warmth is all related to poco
It’s to the fires of hell. Some therapist are all about being touchy feely and forgiving instead of asserting some damn firm boundaries.

Stig
Stig
5 years ago
Reply to  Stig

That was meant to be proximity

Lisa C
Lisa C
5 years ago

Mine was discovering (after the fact, of course) that he had gone into the Coach store with 2 co-workers and bought 1 bag for his wife and 1 bag for his BAG. One Fossil watch for his wife, 1 for his hag. On the credit card with MY NAME on it. And the light bulb never went off about how f’ed up that is! Christmas at his elderly parents’ home with him out on the back porch talking to her with the entire family assembled unwrapping gifts. “It’s WORK.” Hmmm… it’s work? On Christmas day? When the warehouse is CLOSED? Weird. Still – no light bulb at how f’ed up that is. It’s 4+ yrs later and it all still haunts me, every day.

threetimesachump
threetimesachump
5 years ago
Reply to  Lisa C

Lisa C and SorryNotPoly: Haha pretty funny (not funny) that your fuckwits thought that just having the right vendor and day (for gifts to you) would keep you off their (OW gifting) trail…and actually extra impress you with how much money they/you spent on *your* present!! Sneaky!

Attie
Attie
5 years ago

The Twat got the shock of his life when I cancelled his credit card (which was in my name) and had him blocked from my salary account. Those cheques started bouncing left, right and centre when he had to start funding the bar bills and the whore himself!

Jane
Jane
5 years ago
Reply to  Attie

Love it ! Priceless !

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago
Reply to  Lisa C

Lisa C, you are in good company about overlooking the credit card statements…. Mine…..

Khris
Khris
5 years ago
Reply to  ClearWaters

Add me to that club of not watching the statements too.

Giddy Eagle
Giddy Eagle
5 years ago
Reply to  Khris

Ditto. He did the bulls. Complained about it too. But when I offered to do them he said no. Now I know why.

Langele
Langele
5 years ago
Reply to  Lisa C

You trusted a disordered fuck wit.
So did I.

Letting it haunt me keeps them central and they don’t deserve any place in my life. In my head or in my space.

Here’s to a fuckwit free Christmas. ????

UXworld
UXworld
5 years ago

Every year my family has a holiday brunch featuring a Yankee Swap; kids are included as of age 12 and my daughters had been looking forward to taking part for years. My dad called and asked for a head count, as he was paying g costs the caterinfor each of his children’s families. Despite the fact that we were two months into the hellish “open marriage” episode, the Kunty Kibbler said “of course we’re all going! the girls really enjoy it, I like to see them enjoy it.”

The morning of the event, she came back from the gym with the following announcement: “I don’t want to go. Things have really been stressful lately and I just want to have a day to myself. I’ want to go to the new Star Wars movie.”

The girls and I went to the event and had fun; KK asked me to text her with updates about how the girls were enjoying it.

Weeks later, when I finally committed to doing what was necessary to find out the real truth, I saw the texting thread with the Carrot Singer from that morning. While KK was at the gym, he said that his wife and infant daughter were doing to be out of the house all morning; he gave her directions and said “Hang back until you see the car exit the driveway, then come on up.” (he’d already been in my house twice; I guess KK decided she needed to return the favor.)

When she got home and I asked how the movie was, she came up with the most appallingly pathetic story about “zoning out on the highway, I totally missed the exit for the cinema and ended up driving around for hours.”

It’s the one thing I confronted her with that she never admitted to.

Now I.C.
Now I.C.
5 years ago
Reply to  UXworld

It is appalling how they throw away family for fucks, literally. She missed her kid finally participating in her long-anticipated Yankee swap (feeling grown up now) so she could go suck off the Carrot Singer.

I know your Younger and Elder are still in the throes of this mess but one they are grown women if there is ever any doubt lingering in their mind about what kind of person KK is you may pull this card one day and inform them of what Mom was doing on that day instead of being with the family. My girls are now 25 and 23 and I do believe I would produce such evidence if I ever heard they were falling for some sad sausage routine from my X Asshat.

I know we are supposed to just say Mommy Has a Boyfriend and We Can’t Stay Married without editorializing, but at some point adult children may need to be let in on the massive deception and incredible self centeredness of the X when they become the kibble dispensers.

I (fortunately?) have not had to do any big reveal. During OW#1 ten years ago, my two girls remember when the X asked them if it would be OK if he moved out for a while. He asked them what they would think of having OW#1’s 4YO daughter as a little sister. They cried and begged him not to go, and they never forgot about that after we ‘patched things up’ (I pick me danced and won, OW#1 fled into the darkness like a cockroach when confronted). He never apologized to any of us for his outrageous behaviors then.

When OW#2 popped up and he abandoned me my two girls were right back in that same early teenager mental space, knowing their Dad was leaving to go fuck around on Mom, and they have not fallen for his 3 channels of mindfuckery this time.

In your case it seems more likely that KK’s antics and constant selfishness will reveal themselves over time to your daughters and it will be obvious to them what kind of pig she is.

I admire how you have kept it together for their sake throughout, truly the sane parent.

Lia
Lia
5 years ago
Reply to  Now I.C.

Oh, my adult children know allllll about how Ex2 couldn’t keep it in his pants (but see, he’s polyamorous, so it’s NOT HIS FAULT!). He was their stepfather and they both independently cut him off.

CleotheFormerChump
CleotheFormerChump
5 years ago
Reply to  UXworld

Last call, last call, I’ve heard it all
The excuses get weaker, and the stories get small.

Great song about being chumped by Ellis Paul. (No, not the genius guitar engineer; folk singer ELL-IS PAUL).

The “zoning on the highway and drove for hours” is right up there with “sleeping in his car in a Vermont January.” We really have heard it all.

SuperDuperChump
SuperDuperChump
5 years ago

Christmas reminds me of my brother and I growing up.

I understand how James must have felt. James was Jesus’s brother.

It’s a massive celebration for Jesus’s birthday……..but nobody cares when James’s birthday rolls around.

Adelante
Adelante
5 years ago

You were the “scapegoat” to your brother’s “golden child”: which one of your parents was the narcissist?

superchumpsince2014
superchumpsince2014
5 years ago
Reply to  Adelante

Mine both were. I didn’t recognize this “golden children” and I did everything wrong dynamic until one of my brothers friends actually pointed it out. He had a chart and everything. He was taking psyc classes and he even had a picture of my brothers brand new tbird and my gutless cutless (that I bought from a drug dealer down the street) on the chart! ????)

unicornomore
unicornomore
5 years ago

Me and newhusband were having this conversation today. My brother was a rather shitty sibling…he cut his narc teeth on me…telling me many times a day how he was wonderful and smart and amazing and I sucked. My parents had different rules for him. Everything he does is gold to my parents and he was never punished. I was a huge scapegoat. They were committed to getting him a university education but not me. I just posted on another thread that I finally graduated !!

Drew
Drew
5 years ago
Reply to  unicornomore

Congratulations on the degree!

AllOutofKibble
AllOutofKibble
5 years ago

Fun with FoO issues in December.
I know it well.
There are a few other black sheep here at CN.
Hit the forums and let us help you.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

After years of working for employers who were always Jewish or Muslim (so no holiday parties, Christmas bonuses, etc.), Cheater was working for a company that did do a Christmas party.

Except, he said, the owner was being cheap and spouses weren’t invited. I offered to pay for myself at the restaurant. He said that he’d asked and his boss said no; it was for employees only. He and his ho-worker carpooled that day and got out a few hours early… and I know this because, at 7pm, one of his co-workers called our house, asking if Cheater was coming… he was late, despite being let out 2.5 hours prior. That’s how I found out he was gone early. When I called him, he said that ho-worker had wanted to go downtown to get some Christmas shopping out of the way and he was STUCK. “You know women and shopping!”

I later found out that not only were spouses invited, but his boss had actually emailed him several times, asking him to convince me to go. Apparently, I didn’t want to go to their little party and had other things to do. Cheater and Ho-worker had planned themselves a little date night, complete with window-shopping, buying incense-y things in Pier One, and making out in the parking lot. Panera and Pier One were their makeout spots.

I never suspected them because she’s older than my mother, married to a successful surgeon (and had the whole, “big life” around that), had a teenaged daughter, and not his normal type at all. Basically, an old, established, “proper and respectable” Chinese lady. Of course, then I discovered that his real type is just… female and willing.

Ilene
Ilene
5 years ago

My ex’s favorite type too – female and willing. After Dday I found five aged 19-52 and never as good looking in real life as their profiles. Those were just the ones he had met in person. One Schmoopie helped me in the divorce and she said she dumped him when she caught him with 5 dating sites open on his iPad when they were at the beach together.

CC
CC
5 years ago

For YEARS, our entire marriage, Ex had an awards banquet that I was never invited to. It was a state wide awards banquet for his industry. And then there was a huge afterparty every year. He would get a hotel and stay downtown so he wouldn’t drink and drive.

Something always felt off to me about this event. One, I always felt his industry were a bunch of alcoholics. And two, I just couldn’t wrap my head around that there was this big gala, were everyone dressed to the nines and spouses were not invited (because tickets were too expensive and the employer wouldn’t pay for it nor could you pay yourself). One year he even won an award. Posted about it all over Facebook, but I just couldn’t get excited about it. I thought I was a horrible person.

After he left and I started doing my research, I saw a Instagram post from a coworker of his at the event WITH her husband who does not work in the industry. And I also happen to have met a new friend after he left that worked in the industry, she straight up laughed when I told her about spouses not being able to come because she had just started working in the industry, at a smaller company and was given 2 tickets, one for her and one for her boyfriend. And this year she was even nominated for an award, something she knew months before the event.

This was a lie he established while we were dating and kept up during 8 years of marriage. No wonder I felt so off about the event. And he knew I felt off about it and would always refer to it as the event I didn’t like.

This year he went with his new girlfriend, who is also in the industry and guess what? He didn’t have to get trashed at the after party. No hotel room for them because they had a new baby. Funny, when we had a baby, he still spent the night.

RoseThorns
RoseThorns
5 years ago
Reply to  CC

You should attend the party with your friend as her +1, just to let your xh know the jig is up! Ha!

CC
CC
5 years ago
Reply to  RoseThorns

Oh, I sent that Instagram pic to him. He is very aware that I know the jig is up. I don’t think he cares. He operates under the presumption that it was well within his rights to not tell the truth about that event because I am a horrible person. That or one employer had that rule and he transferred it to all employers. Whatever. I can’t really pretend to know his reasons. He operates in a different reality.

Kale
Kale
5 years ago
Reply to  CC

Sorry. He knew his wife felt off about the event because he was lying and he said “it was the evnt you did not like” but still kept doing it. What dishonesty and disregard for his wife. Ugh. What a non-husband.

MotherChumper99
MotherChumper99
5 years ago
Reply to  Kale

Kale, you just coined a new CL term: non-husband! Love it!

Hopeful
Hopeful
5 years ago
Reply to  CC

In my case, I knew all the other spouses and girlfriends went to the Christmas/awards banquet but I was always told I wouldn’t want to go because all the drinking and debauchery would just make me feel uncomfortable. He used to complain about how awful it was for him to have to suffer through all his coworkers drunken antics and how he was just saving me from having to experience it, too. One year I finally explained how jealous I felt about staying home with baby spit up and snotty toddlers while everyone else got to dress up and go out and party. He flat-out told me I couldn’t go because it was a formal event and I was too fat too find anything flattering to wear. ????

UnsinkableMollyX
UnsinkableMollyX
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

Scumbag, vile piece if shit!!! Bastard!!!
Mardi Gras balls are my absolute favorite fun thing to do— getting all glammed up and pretty…. We went to a few together and as many compliments I would get, not one ever came from him!
I hate them all.

Lania
Lania
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

What a disgusting piece of shit.

I want to fucking shank that bastard!

SheChump
SheChump
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

haha…fuck him. I would take pleasure in getting him back for that horrible comment.

hmmm…lets see…

Throw the fucker out.

Elsa
Elsa
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

Of course you were too fat, too stupid, too ugly… only VS model could be an appropriate companion… oh my… such a douchbag ….
The older I get the more fascinated I am by the women’ s beauty and the way WE ALLOW fucked up people mess with our heads….

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

The Twat complained about my fat stomach- the day I got out of hospital after the birth of our second child. I was 4 days after giving birth. I just said I can lose the weight but you’ll always be ugly! That shut him up.

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  Attie

Mind you, my fat stomach didn’t stop him from wanting sex the same night. You know episiotomy stitches and all that. Because his little dick had to be serviced,, That was a non-starter of course!

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

Middle fingers up to him !

Chumpinrecovery
Chumpinrecovery
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

Maybe he was just to shitty of a dickwad for you to want to go anywhere with him. Fucker.

oldcrone
oldcrone
5 years ago
Reply to  Hopeful

He is a truly awful person. So sorry that you had to hear a total shit head dismiss the mother of his children in such a cruel way. Hugs to you, Hopeful. ????

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago

She’s older than your mother! OMG. They really are only as faithful as their options.

Mine attended OW’s son’s wedding on his own, he said I wasn’t invited because it was a small ‘family affair’ only. And as her dead husband’s best friend he was family apparently. I did some searching and found out it was held at a big country club. And that HE had hosted the stag night for the groom. What a turd. He was able to fly under the radar for far too long as his cover was his death bed wish to his dead friend to ‘look after’ his widow and her kids.

Seems like a very bad soap opera now.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

Yes, Mitz… to be 31, a SAHM of three, and your husband is fucking around with a 53 year-old, married woman who only sees it as “a bit of excitement”…? Well, it felt pretty bad.

I hoped all winter that Cheater (a terrible driver) would slide his stupid little car under a tractor trailer so I could be rid of him, I’d get the insurance, and the kids and I would collect survivor’s benefits from SS. Alas, he only drove too close to a guardrail and effed up the driver’s side, spinning around several times on an empty highway. SO close.

CloudCastle
CloudCastle
5 years ago

???????????? I’ve had such thoughts…

Attie
Attie
5 years ago

Oh my goodness. The Twat was a keen fisherman (although I never saw him catch anything – he just had to buy all the gear). He went fishing in the spring in a national park in a very fast river. Fell over and got his waders totally full of water. Honestly I don’t know how he made it out alive but he did. Then as my sister said “he even fucked plan B up”.

kimsoverit
kimsoverit
5 years ago
Reply to  Attie

hahahaha!! STBXDick liked to go fly-fishing too… dammit, a lost opportunity.

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago

Funny as my ex would accuse me whenever I questioned him about anything of ‘wanting him dead’. I never said that to his face, but he always said I thought that. Nice to have someone tell you what you are thinking!

superchumpsince2014
superchumpsince2014
5 years ago

Omg! Do we all have fantasies like this??!! I’ve aleays felt terrible for thinking such things!

I also think all narcs are TERRIBLE drivers! That’s got to be a thing.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

“Looks like bad weather. Can I take your car [with AWD]?” Haha – NO. I have Very Important Milk to get later. I’d plan our (mine and the kids’) beautiful future every time he was more than 20 minutes late and then be all kinds of disappointed when he arrived home. Those plans are on the back of whatever paper was nearest and stuffed into my journal. If I was mad enough, I’d leave them out for him to see.

Cheater: Were you hoping I would die on the way home?

Me: Sure was! But that’s okay… there’s always tomorrow! ::snarky grin::

UnsinkableMollyX
UnsinkableMollyX
5 years ago

“all kinds of disappointed when he would eventually come home”
This^^^
That was my feeling/thinking the last few years we were together.
I found myself often imagining all kinds of death, and how beautiful my life would be without him too.
In a way, subconsciously, I was preparing for D-Day and abandonment…

FindingBliss
FindingBliss
5 years ago

“”Planning your beautiful life without him.”

Yep. Thanks for the laughs. I forgot I did this regularly. Now my beautiful cheater free life is a reality. Yeah me.

Cheater ex got at least 1 DWI last year. At least 3 car wrecks. Two cars totaled. He broke his back in one. Maybe cheaters and bad driving are connected. I’m so glad I wasn’t in that car. I’m so grateful to be free.

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  FindingBliss

Mine too FindingBliss. 4 convictions for DWI, 3 cars totalled (2 rolled and he actually walked away from them) and then FINALLY the French cancelled his driving licence (as opposed to just suspending it 3 times already and having me chauffering him around). I’m convinced that’s really why he moved back to the States because he still had his US licence and knew he could never pass a written French test. That’ll be fun to see because they will be nowhere as lenient with him in the States as they were back here!

superchumpsince2014
superchumpsince2014
5 years ago

????

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

You know how that little tri-fold comes every year, of the SS amounts for your spouse and dependents and the maximum monthly payment? I slapped that sucker on the fridge with tape, not magnets. I circled the max with fucking glue and glitter. I was VERY mad.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

I forgot to add that one of those incense things ended up being a gift to ME, AND she bought our children these fluffy-angel ornaments. They were beautiful. I thought it was nice of that old lady to give us a little gift.

The first Christmas after D-day, when I opened the ornament box and saw the feathers and beads poking out, I set them on fire in the kitchen sink, took the charred remains to the toilet, and took a shit on them before flushing. I was positively unhinged at seeing them but it felt great.

UnsinkableMollyX
UnsinkableMollyX
5 years ago

OMG, I LOLOLOLOL’ed at this!!!
I burned all the old shit too!!!
Rock on!

Hurt1
Hurt1
5 years ago

I haven’t a belly laugh in a long time. Thx!

inescapable
inescapable
5 years ago

This reminded me. The OW (a friend of mine and subwhoredinate of my STBX) bought me always dishes or vases for my birthday or for holidays. Once year, when apparently the affair started, my cat pushed one of those vases down and it broke into a million pieces. I should have taken this as a sign.

Right after DDay I went through the house and through all of her presents into the trash. it felt good.

Chumpinrecovery
Chumpinrecovery
5 years ago

Alas, the ones that triggered me were the ornaments I ran across that I had made for him and I don’t want to shit on those.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

:*( They weren’t worthy of how we loved them.

I once made a photobook of pictures I’d taken all summer after buying our first home, when the kids were so, so little. I pored through quote sites, looking for ones that made each picture most meaningful. I thought I’d gotten through to him – he feigned tearing up – and then, he gave that book to HIS FATHER for Christmas. Right.freaking.in.front.of.me so I couldn’t say anything!

I stole it back from their shelf, the next time we visited. When Cheater saw it, he protested that he’d given it to his dad and had forgotten – when I pointed out that *I* made it for HIM – that I’d given it him. He then doubled-down, later, and said I’d just made it for us and his father was getting old and it wasn’t for Cheater, specifically. Then, I pointed the G-dd@mn TRIBUTE TO HIM, NAMING HIM, at the front, so that if it’s passed down, everyone will know who it’s for. (His dad couldn’t read small printed words, especially scripted, so he wouldn’t have noticed.)

Then, I couldn’t find it and he said he’d taken it to work, to be able to “show off my beautiful family.” Uh huh. Impression management. “See? I’m a great family guy. I’m a catch. Look at this TRIBUTE to me.”

He left that job within a week of D-day and when he brought home the box of his things, I took the book. It’s MINE. And I tore out the tribute page. Fuck him. Without that page, our children and descendants will only see that the kids were very loved. I wrote a new tribute to them inside the cover.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
5 years ago

Narcs have a talent for taking credit for work they didn’t do, gifts they didn’t thoughtfully select (or in this case MAKE !) and purchase. What else ?

KarenE
KarenE
5 years ago

And for kids they didn’t lovingly raise, too. So proud!

Beth
Beth
5 years ago

It’s old fashioned and not strong enough but as I read what you wrote, I kept thinking “The NERVE of him, the absolute NERVE of him, giving the book you made him away…” What an utter douchebag. I’m so glad you got it back!!

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

Me too – and the new tribute is TO THEM, from ME.

I think what irked me more is that he’d never even read through it. He didn’t even notice that there *was* a tribute page, much less what I’d written. We all know how easy it is to print up a book of pictures… it was the quotes – finding the.perfect.one for each and every single photo and sets of photos and arranging it all *just so* – that took up so much time. Weeks of finding ways to cause a twinge in the hardest heart, for our children and family and the beautiful life that we (*I*) were making in our lovely new home, in our yard and village. How sweet they were. Pictures of the children looking up at him hopefully [but never returned with affection]. He’d seen how much I wanted him to enjoy it, because I cried when I gave it to him, and he faked tearing up. He just turned the pages slowly, never reading a word, when it would have been the same amount of time to read them.

Cheaters are nasty people. They value only unimportant things.

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

I didn’t even need him to love ME; but when our children began to notice? Seeing their crestfallen little faces? Seeing your 2 yo daughter – sitting in Papa’s lap because we had people over and he wanted to look good so he let her – lick her finger to wipe away a bit of homemade chocolate mousse from her father’s cheek: “Papa?! You gotta sumfin on you cheek! I geddit OFF fuh you!” – and seeing him slap away her hand viciously and then she did THAT THING… the great, big fink face and holding in her tears (everyone noticing but him) – and he only feels badly after everyone else went “Awwwwww – you’re so mean!” ?? Any love I had withered up and died. For goodness’ sake – they’re BABIES. These are literally the sweetest children in the whole world #nothankstoyou and you’re treating THEM like garbage. WTF is wrong with you?

peacekeeper
peacekeeper
5 years ago

(((((insistonhonesty)))),
I feel your pain.
I am so sorry.
The pain that we feel for ourselves is horrible, but when our precious children are involved there is just no way to describe the incredible pain. No way.

Her Blondeness
Her Blondeness
5 years ago

Insist, thanks for the visual and belly laugh! Needed that today.

Better Alone
Better Alone
5 years ago

I LOLed at this! That should be the standard operating procedure for all items related to cheaters.

Langele
Langele
5 years ago
Reply to  Better Alone

Me too!

Fern
Fern
5 years ago
Reply to  Langele

me as well. Thanks for the laugh.

Nemo
Nemo
5 years ago
Reply to  Fern

Me too, insistonhonesty! A new ritual for Chump Nation.

geekmom
geekmom
5 years ago

OWife was a coworker when my kids were young – she’s apparently been in the picture for a long time. She’s also older than me by more than a decade.

Anyway, she used to send home ugly handmade plastic canvas needlepoint ornaments in obnoxious colors for the kids every year. I thought it was nice and appreciated that, although tacky, at least she had a hobby. Took me over 10 years to figure out what her real “hobby” was. . .

First Christmas post-abandonment, I opened the ornament box and found those things – and shoveled them directly into the woodstove.

Tempest
Tempest
5 years ago

Hannibal Lecher had his torrid affair with gradwhore, ended it in early December 2006 (though I did not discover this until my d-day in 2014, when I found his notes preparing for a sexual harassment hearing about that affair from years past).

After the divorce, I was sorting through paperwork and found a credit card statement showing he had purchased her a Juicy Couture watch as a farewell gift. (Juicy Couture!!! Was she 12!?! close)

Chumptastic
Chumptastic
5 years ago

My ex would always say, ” If you don’t tell me what you want, you won’t get anything.” Then one Christmas following D-day 2; we had gone to counseling and I was full of Hopium. He said this gem, “Do you want cash so you can go buy what you want?” ‘

CASH?????? Are you my grandmother?

CC
CC
5 years ago
Reply to  Chumptastic

Oh gawd, mine too. And it would always just a a gift certificate to an online jeweler.
Well, one year I said that I really didn’t need any more jewelry from that particular place. So I never got a gift again. Well, except for the year I had cancer. Then he got me a laundry hamper and a kitchen rug. ????

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago
Reply to  CC

Fresh things to make housework easier for you! Gawd, you’re so ungrateful. He was only thinking of YOU!

Ugh. They’re demented.

Langele
Langele
5 years ago
Reply to  Chumptastic

Yes cash
$7,000
( for the down pay on my new atty)

Martha
Martha
5 years ago
Reply to  Langele

LOL! 🙂

Gonegirl
Gonegirl
5 years ago

Mine wasn’t Christmas, it was Mother’s Day. His family was having a big Mother’s Day celebration at a restaurant celebrating all the mothers in the family including his grandmother, mother, sister, aunt, etc. Well, HoWorker was invited and I point blank said, “She is not family.” Then the fight, the accusations started. I had my very first migraine that day and was there, miserable because of him and OW. The final D Day was not long after.

NCMountaingal
NCMountaingal
5 years ago

Our 12 year relationship imploded in November 2017. I began the process of moving out while he left notes saying, “I’m sorry but I won’t be home until. I’ll be camping with Smoochie.” I decided not to return to my home several states away last year for the holidays.

Later he said, “Do you know how much money you cost me in hotels and campgrounds by not going back to your house for Thanksgiving and Christmas?” Needless to say last Christmas was pretty dreary.

This year, however, I am home. My mountain cabin is warm and cozy. The pup and I share a beautiful 12 ft. tree, filled with lights, memorable ornaments, and joy. He can celebrate with Smoochie 1 or 2 however he wishes this year.

CL and CN, thank you for true gifts you’ve given me this year. Merry Christmas <3

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  NCMountaingal

You and your sweet pup too, Mighty Friend!

NotMyFault
NotMyFault
5 years ago

Our last Christmas together, he sets me in front of the TV to watch one of the “Roasts” that he had DVR’d. Find out post DDay that he spent 39 minutes on the phone with her in another part of the house. My gift from him that year (when he told people who saw them shopping together that she helps to pick out my gifts) was a so thoughtful gift certificate to a spa. Really needed help in picking that out! Fast forward three years and I am going through all of the “picture” Christmas cards that I always had difficulty throwing away and come across cards from HER of her children. The cards must have been personally delivered since 2012 because the sent cards predate the affair. I wanted to burn them. On an aside, the Sociopath was sooo important that he sent out Christmas cards to EVERYONE. It was his only involvement in Christmas planning, ever.

Elin
Elin
5 years ago

My Ex, the covert narcissist, cheater, liar, you get the picture. Three years ago he was having an emotional affair with his coworker, (but he had recently become her boss) and they hadn’t been intimate yet apparently. The classic signs were all there. Long, miserable hours at work, a work “thing” I wasn’t invited to, late night drives to “clear his head” this horrible season, sleeping on the couch, accusing me of not caring or understanding how stressful his job was, saying I never wanted him to have friends, that I was controlling. Christmas Eve was fun. He didn’t show up at home until about 2am. Then Christmas morning he was a beast. Our 4 children were opening presents while he texted someone all morning. He all but destroyed our daughter’s kitchen set when he was assembling it. No gift for me, but that was nothing new. After starting an argument he stormed out and that was that. Came to find out eventually that he and his OW had sex for the first time on that Christmas Eve at a hotel. Her kids were with her mother. So classy! Now every year during the holidays I get that cold wind from the past that I have to intentionally push away and try to just enjoy not having the asshole around. He had been a holiday ruiner forever, I wish I would have understood what it meant!

Ilene
Ilene
5 years ago
Reply to  Elin

So very familiar. Are all of these guys the same?

DivineComedy
DivineComedy
5 years ago
Reply to  Elin

This! I experienced the very same change in demeanor and couldn’t put my finger on it for the life of me! I was so shocked when months later I found out the REAL reason why. Smh…

Langele
Langele
5 years ago
Reply to  Elin

Holiday ruiner forever.
Yes. Stbx also.

OK so I want to share how mighty I am
This holiday season.
I know it’s not much but to me it is a major step in a different direction.

Twentysomething children.
DD to infinity during 34 years of marriage and me, the perpetual chump because

Sad sausage. Children. Passing of oldest son.

Separated 4+ years now.

So I’m sending out Christmas cards and I got a gift certificate gift to Texas roadhouse from a customer and I put it in stbx Christmas card because I know he likes that place.
So this week I’m driving down the road with my Christmas cards to the post office and all of a sudden I’m thinking – wait a minute – why am I doing that. There’s no reciprocity. There is no appreciation. There is only expectation and entitlement and sad sausage.

So I slit open the card and I slipped it in my son’s Christmas card who can use it and appreciate it.

And now I am not even going to send him a Christmas card because
don’t feel like it.
Thats the power of Chump Nation.

Phillygirl93
Phillygirl93
5 years ago
Reply to  Langele

Funny story about Texas Roadhouse. Ex would never want to go there even though I liked it because he was “too good” for Texas Roadhouse. He would only ever go to expensive (50+ a plate) steakhouses. I’d go to Texas Roadhouse with friends and have a blast. I found the fancy steakhouses nothing special and kind of stuffy.

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago
Reply to  Phillygirl93

Yup, my ex was raised in a lower middle class home. But he put on airs, he would say that he couldn’t go in to the ‘poor’ area of town. Which happened to be where he was raised lol. Such an inflated ego.

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  Mitz

The Twat became a wine connoisseur because we lived in France. Used to buy $50 bottles of wine then drink 3 bottles in one go but was obviously a “connoisseur”. We were invited to a friend’s house for a spag bol dinner and he bought a bottle of wine that cost almost $100, Yeah that goes with spag bol. Latest schmoopie is just as pretentious. She is now officially the expert on all thing French because she spent 3 weeks here.

spiritwoman
spiritwoman
5 years ago
Reply to  Langele

Awesome realization and fantastic decision!!!

Chumpedchump
Chumpedchump
5 years ago
Reply to  Elin

This sounds all too familiar here too…

Intothelight
Intothelight
5 years ago
Reply to  Chumpedchump

Not only does this sound all too familiar, here’s how much of a chump I was. This is off the Christmas topic but I am triggered now. Douchebag was an early riser and always went to bed around 7:30 or 8 pm, thereby accomplishing the dual purpose of (a) avoiding the nuisance of any bedtime-routine responsibilities associated with children and (b) claiming the bed. DB also snored very loudly, which caused me difficulty getting to sleep. So I would finally wrap up my chores around 10 pm, and because DB was a “very important person” with “such an important job,” and “needed his sleep,” (even though I have a full-time job outside the home) and also because DB was already fast asleep and rattling the windows with his snores (no doubt because of his extensive extracurricular activities, which I only found out about much later), I was the one who voluntarily slept on the couch. Night after night. On D-Day, I sobbed to DB, “You can sleep in the guest bedroom if you like but you are not sleeping in our bedroom,” and DB responded glibly, “I will sleep in our bed. You can sleep on the couch like you always do.” Here is where I felt my very first surge of mightiness when I said, “GUESS AGAIN DB. I HAVE SPENT MY LAST NIGHT ON THE COUCH.” My first tiny but mighty step.

Chumpedchump
Chumpedchump
5 years ago

Mine met up with his boyfriend while out picking up presents for my son. Needlesstosay when I found out I burned my sons presents and went and bought all new.

lost wishes
lost wishes
5 years ago

After a big Christmas Eve party with about 50 people attending and opening presents on Christmas morning, the trash bins were full. My ex. Mr. Attorney Man would put all these plastic trash bags in his car to “find” an empty trash bin near his office. He was gone over 2 hours. . . . He never ever took the trash bins to the curb in 35 years of marriage but always gone on Christmas Day for hours

Dump the butthead
Dump the butthead
5 years ago

Even though the affair was in full swing I didn’t know about it but I remember hating him so much and suspecting an emotional affair with a woman half the country away (but it was a physical one with whore next door).
I wanted to give him divorce papers under the Christmas tree. I still wish I had. It would have been epic.

Better Alone
Better Alone
5 years ago

My Xmas horror story happened way before Dday, but when it should have been clear that I was not what he wanted… He gifted me a bathrobe, full length, from the roll-neck collar all the way down to my ankles, in ultra-thick terrycloth material. In brown… In shit-colored brown…
I had family visiting when I opened that present and of course did not make a fuss.
And of course, I am convinced he found it in a clearance bin someplace.
Ahhhhhh, made me feel so special…

Survivor
Survivor
5 years ago
Reply to  Better Alone

Ah, yes, the clearance items under the tree. On one rare occasion when I did not receive only bareroot roses for Christmas, X presented me with a “special gift,” commenting that he hoped I liked it as it was very expensive. I opened the box and exposed the lie. It was a silk blouse, on clearance for $29.99. I knew this because, as usual, I did all the Christmas shopping that year and probably passed by the rack of cheap blouses set out in front of that shop a dozen times. He must have thought I was blind and stupid.

ChumpedDumpednPregnant
ChumpedDumpednPregnant
5 years ago

Last year Dec 16 the ex and I went to the neighbor’s Christmas party where he would meet Schmoopie. They discovered they worked in the same building and immediately hit it off. Christmas Day morning rolls around.. wake up to find my ex naked and drunk on the couch. We fight, he tells me he wouldn’t care if I died. That afternoon I find out I’m pregnant with our second child. So far that Christmas was the best and worst Christmas I have ever had.
Only two weeks later the sparkly turd dumps my pregnant ass because he doesn’t love me anymore and no, there’s “no one else”. That weekend he would go stay at Schmoopie’s house (told me he had work ops) instead of spending the last weekend he has with his son before we move across country to live with my parents “to give him space to clear his head”.
This year I’m celebrating Christmas with my son and new baby girl while cheater ex spends it with OW and her daughter. Im the lucky one!

Notaddictedchump
Notaddictedchump
5 years ago

Hugs to you! You are mighty.

Amazon Chump
Amazon Chump
5 years ago

You are the lucky one! Congratulations on your new baby! Enjoy your children and I’m sure you’re grateful not to have the dick in the picture. He really is the big loser. You may not know it, but you’re very fortunate to get out now when they’re tiny.

KB22
KB22
5 years ago

What a creep. Good riddance and OW so deserves him.

Two Awesome Sons; One Amazing Daughter
Two Awesome Sons; One Amazing Daughter
5 years ago

Right before Christmas 1991, I came down with a severe illness. It was strep throat plus bronchitis, and rarely have I been so I’ll. Coughing until I almost threw up, high fever, etc. Well, at the time I had been dating this younger guy for over a year. The Summer of 1991 had been wonderful; we did so many things, spent so much time together, that I thought wow, this could be The Guy. My kids even liked him.

Well, that late fall, he began behaving strangely, and on Friday, December 13, 1991, as I was about at my sickest, he broke up with me over the phone. Turned out there was a little transfer student in his program and he “wanted to get to know her better.”

Sick, broke, broken hearted. That was my holiday season of 1991. My birthday is on New year’s eve, and that night, my cousin was seriously concerned about me, as I sat in the bathroom and cried for an hour or more.

We tried getting back together a few times, but I could never trust that he wasn’t going to do another 180 on me, (winter 1991 was not the first time), so I moved on. I wish him well, but we are not suited. I have a loyal, sweet, loving husband of almost 22 years now.

DavidB
DavidB
5 years ago

Dec. 25, 2014
On way to show her family our almost complete “dream home”, I found a text app on her phone. There was a long string of texts about what they were going to do each other including him decorating her face with his man juices. Turns out this occurred on the 22nd. They had been hooking up on and off for four years starting in 2011 when he was 26 and she was 40. Merry fucking Christmas!

Letitsnow
Letitsnow
5 years ago
Reply to  DavidB

Do what I did
Get to the next stop sign and stop, look at him and calmly say.
Get out
Got a tiffinys necklace that last Xmas
Made him send it back
Dumbf##k

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago
Reply to  DavidB

Mine told our minister in front of me that the illicit sex didn’t count because he suffered severe pain upon ejaculation with her. You can’t make this stuff up.

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  DavidB

Disgusting. Stomach turning. I am so sorry.

I had to say that first because of what I am going to say next… And if years hadn’t passed since it happened I wouldn’t even make the joke… Here goes…

That’s one hell of a way for her to wind up getting all the cake she wants, to have her face actually BE the most disgusting cake ever!!! ????????

DavidB
DavidB
5 years ago
Reply to  Amiisfree

Without a doubt! Can never look at that person the same! As one might expect, she denied that had actually occurred. But I put the fear of God into the youngster and he spilled the actual truth. It did happen. Yep she had a frosted face!

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  DavidB

These are the times that we look back on and say, “I don’t have to worry about THAT anymore.”

Yay for your freedom from EW!

Susan Devlin
Susan Devlin
5 years ago

Ex trying to dump me and kids on Xmas dat, the ow laughing her head off at me,

Langele
Langele
5 years ago
Reply to  Susan Devlin

Wow.

Lucky stupid schmoopie took him off your hands. Creeps.

HappyHolidays
HappyHolidays
5 years ago

My D-Day was a few days after Christmas 4 years ago. I later learned through intercepted texts synced to an iPad that while I was making Christmas dinner, my ex was sending selfies of her legs in the air and falling out of her dress that were taken in our bedroom.

DavidB
DavidB
5 years ago
Reply to  HappyHolidays

Funny in its own way. For years I would text and ask for a sexy pic etc…. she would always say she was not comfortable etc…. till her 26 year old started making request. Then it was full blown videos of her and toys!

Anna
Anna
5 years ago
Reply to  DavidB

I was sending sexy pics to my h… reaction? None
Or oh, nice… crickets
“ that’s just not my thing” mhm…
He was too busy requesting pics of the vaginas, boobs, naked pics from any willing/ paid person…

They are all the same…I feel sorry that even for a sec. I was thinking that it was probably myself- not attractive or skinny enough….
Which sounds ridiculous because most of his friends and family members found me very attractive ( I was usually shutting everything by focusing on their gfs or wives)

Cuzchump
Cuzchump
5 years ago

It was around Easter and my Ex and I took our granddaughter to the Mall. We took her to see the Easter Bunny and the pet shop. Bought soft pretzels etc. He was very focused on Bluetooth devices. Drug us to every store that sold them. I ask him why he was interested in purchasing a Bluetooth. He said it would be nice to have one when driving. A few days later he created an Amazon account. He told me he ordered a Bluetooth. When the package arrived and he opened it I thought I saw two. He denied. Later I found out that he bought one for Skankella. Mind you he never bought me gifts. My POS Ex used a day with our Granddaughter to shop for his whore. I also found out that every time he went away to play pool with Skankella that he would pay for everything. I estimated that he probably spent at least $400.00 a month on her.
He served me Divorce papers on my birthday. His grounds was that I took out credit cards with out him knowing about them. He failed to tell his lawyer that he only gave me an average of $600.00 a month to pay the bills. And refused to put me on his health insurance. The credit card were used to pay my health insurance and taxes. And he failed to tell his Lawyer that he stashed about $20,000 in his parents safe. Also, sold his 1970 Dodge Dart that I also put money into and kept the cash. And stupid me agreed to stay married to him and he stopped the divorce. And looking back I think he stopped the Divorce because his children and parents found out about Skankella. He could not use the excuse we met up after the divorce. And I found out about the cash(from Skankella’s Daughter). He knew he was screwed.

Beth
Beth
5 years ago

We started dating at Christmas time, and five years later got engaged Christmas Eve, 1987. Just before Christmas, 2008 was DDay #1 when discovered his 2 year affair with a woman who worked at Cabela’s sporting goods store. He always stopped at Cabela’s on his monthly business trips out of town to take a shit in their bathroom which he said was really, really nice. How’s that for romantic? I stopped to take a dump and there you were… 😀 Cut to 2017, when my daughter shows me ex’s former (?) stripper/fluffer, current felon-on-probation gf”s FB page where she posted a picture of the engagement ring ex gave her on Christmas Eve exactly 30 years after we got engaged. Sadly for her, all the legal bills from her drug conviction as well as the fact that he got fired a few months earlier meant that her ring was exceedingly unimpressive. *Almost* as unimpressive as what she has to service every night to maintain her freeloader status now that her income from drug sales is gone. I read in the comments that their plan is to get married in Jamaica. What she didn’t say is that the Jamaica trip will have to wait until her probation is over and she can leave the country. My only emotion at this point is relief that none of this is my circus and they are definitely not my clowns. #stillwinning #notakebacks

Whodoesthat
Whodoesthat
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

Got engaged to my cheater fuckface Christmas Eve too
He had the evilness to dump his family before Christmas and kick me off the health insurance on….Christmas eve….the health company called me to tell me in those very words. Now I laugh because only an evil person would do that and why would I want him anywhere near me

unicornomore
unicornomore
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

Beth,

My timeline was similar to yours…began dating in 1983, married 1986…Dday in the mid 00 decade.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

Swings by Cabela’s to use the special toilet ?! This is hilarious ! Does it wash and dry his bum like a Toto toilet ? An added feature of blowing smoke up his ass ?

No take backs indeed

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

Wow, water eventually seeks its own level.

She Won't Even Notice!
She Won't Even Notice!
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

I’m half-tempted to print this up, wrap it up, and put it under my Christmas tree because the karma in this post is too damn good.

Maybe they should just elope? I mean, they’ll already have to go to the courthouse for the probation department. Imagine all the time they’ll save by just swinging over to the officiator!

Now, tell me, what wedding shoes go best with an ankle monitor? Stilettos or wedges?

A relationship that started with shit, sounds like shit, and will end up like shit. You can’t make this stuff up.

Beth
Beth
5 years ago

Oh she’s definitely a stiletto gal! Sequin pants and leopard print halter tops (at the same time) require stilettos. To be clear, the Cabela’s gf and the current felon fiance are two different people. There were about a dozen stripper “girl friends” in between Cabela’s and Current who came into the picture after we were separated.

I do love the thought of a quickie marriage while hitting up the probation department. Kind of a BOGO deal. LOL

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

My d-day flatterfuck uses stilettos. I know because I found the credit card charge for this expensive shop that sells ONLY stilettos and flashy bags.

Anyhow, many, many of this kind of expense all together helped me avoid having to split ANY of sparkledick’s debts. Only debts made in the interest of the family/couple would have to be split (about 0.5% in our case).

Stalked, name changed
Stalked, name changed
5 years ago

Christmas 2015 and my present from my husband was an ultra sound to discover the sex of our unborn baby. I remember driving together in his truck, and he made me sit in the middle seat (which isn’t that comfortable), so he could sit with his arm around me. The ultrasound technician put the gender of the baby in an envelope (decorated by our 5, 4, and 2 year old children). We put the envelope under the Christmas tree to be opened Christmas morning.

My ex-husband’s secret affair partner (a professional divorce attorney, 3x divorced, and 15 years older) created a fake Facebook profile to message me pornographic screen shots of their text conversations. She began around midnight of Christmas Eve and the time stamped messages rolled in for the next 48 hours, continuously. She told my husband what she did, so he simply applied spy ware to my Facebook and blocked (hid) her messages from me. I woke up Christmas morning with a sticky note on my cell phone that said “I love you”. The baby was a girl.

About a week later, the OW became increasingly unhinged by not hearing back from me. While having a sexual encounter in his truck in the parking lot of his city center job site, she allegedly kicked him in the head, wrestled his phone away and messaged me again – directly from his phone. That’s how I found out. I filed for divorce while 5 months pregnant with our 4th child aged 5 and under. I had $9 in my bank account. He refused to supply any amount of funds for his children and hid his income (self employed). The OW, who was friends with the Gaurdian Ad Litem, named herself as a witness in our divorce, hired her own high powered attorney to represent her, and participated in our divorce with glee. My attorney told me it was the nastiest divorce he has ever seen. Except she got so angry when she found messages on his phone begging me to reconcile with him. She would become enraged (drunk?) and message me about how mentally ill he was. I forwarded all those messages to the guardian ad litem and ended up with a positive outcome legally, all things considered.

I had an emergency c-section and my daughter was born presenting with physical symptoms (blisters) of a sexually transmitted virus. She was treated in the level 3 NICU for 10 days with anti-viral medicine to save her life, before being medically cleared. It was determined to be a false alarm that would not have occurred where it not for the fact that my ex enjoyed indiscriminate unprotected sex with his affair partner and then coming home for sex with his pregnant wife without even bothering to bathe in between encounters.

The OW’s Christmas morning Facebook messages came through later (I think my ex-husband changed the block?). I will never forget their cruelty. They are so depraved, it is truly shocking.

Last week my ex-husband messaged me (via OFW, the only way the Family Court will permits him to speak to me following his stalking and abuse case) that he had to call the police on the OW, who was allegedly sending harassing messages to his newest girlfriend and pretending that they were from his phone.

I am so happy to be free of him. He recently sent me a message “apologizing” for “destroying my life” and I was happy to tell him that he doesn’t have the power to ruin me. I am stronger than he ever imagined.

unicornomore
unicornomore
5 years ago

SNC…you are so freaking badass, I am so sorry you suffered that !

insistonhonesty
insistonhonesty
5 years ago

Geezuz.$&^*ing.Chr!st. He gave YOUR CHILD an STD and didn’t drop himself to Hell in shame? What a fucker.

I hope this Christmas is your best ever. <3

Elsa
Elsa
5 years ago

Insists
Let’s be honest… any children from the chump on this site- NOT dealing with STD is due to pure luck, nothing else

When I told my h that he should be on his knees every day, thanking God for healthy children- he was SHOCKED, that I WOULD say something like that… after all, prostitutes from backpage and CL or any other willing human being was definitely healthy and clean- ????‍♀️Because they agreed to have sex with this great man ????‍♀️????‍♀️????‍♀️

Chumperella
Chumperella
5 years ago

This puts me in mind of the saying “a man who cheats on a good woman ends up with the bitch he deserves”. What a lunatic. I’m glad she beat him up and stalks him, though. She got revenge on him for you. What he did to you and the baby is pure evil. I hope she torments him forever.

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago

Wow, Stalked! Just wow!

I can’t complain.

Hope you baby is doing well.

You are mighty!

Beth Van Fossen
Beth Van Fossen
5 years ago

SNC, you are one of the mightiest of the mighty. What you and your kids have been through… it’s hard to imagine. And yet, here you are. Thriving. You have my sincere admiration. Merry Christmas!

Mitz
Mitz
5 years ago

Gosh I hope you can forward her texts to the governing body for lawyers. She should not be practicing law. What a supreme loser she is. And so is your ex for participating in such cruelty. What a creep he is.

AuntieMame
AuntieMame
5 years ago

My DD1 was Dec 9th. My ex had lost his job and his work phone. I put him onto my plan and he got caught through the phone records. I wasn’t snooping. I never suspected that he was cheating. I had logged on to pay the bill, and wanted to see if I had picked the right plan for minutes. I saw how many minutes he talked and it pinged my radar. I looked at the number he called the most, googled it, and a woman who reported to him came up. A woman, who had stalked my Linkedin a month before. I knew he was cheating. And I knew there would be no pick-me-dance, but Asshole™ was really good at gaslighting me and making me always look like the bad guy. I was NOT ending this marriage because he cheated, and I still came out looking/feeling like the bad person. So, I was going to wait and gather evidence that couldn’t be refuted and erased any doubts that I could have.

I went away for a week (already planned), the day after I found out. While I was away, through phone records, it was obvious that he had been with her. She lived a few states away, and they talked on the phone a lot, but here we are for a whole day and half not one phone call. By the time that I got home, he must’ve realized that I could see his phone records and explained away all these phone calls as an older woman, who was having problems at their job, and, oh, she told him to call her Mom. (Really, I can’t make this stuff up).

Now, it’s the week before Christmas. He’s not working, and lying his ass off to me. He’s going to the store to get something – he calls her. He’s going to the mall for Christmas presents – he calls her. One day, I go out and I leave on our home camera system with audio. That he is well aware exists and what it does. As it’s sitting right on the end table next to the sofa. When I come home, I decide to listen to, after claiming to go to bed. The moment I heard, exactly what I needed to hear, I shut it off and confronted him. He was shocked, denied it a few times, but when I threatened to call her husband and ask where she was supposed to have been spending the night the previous week, he admitted to it. And, of course, it was all “I made a mistake” “I don’t love her” “I’m sorry, what can I do” and attempts to HUG. The balls on some of these guys. I kept firm, told him that it was done, but he could stay until after the holidays.

He mopped around for two days, sad eyes, looking like he’d been crying. Christmas Eve rolls around and he tell me “I want to spend Christmas Eve with my wife.” I threw some profanity at him and he left to go Christmas shopping. (Because he likes to go Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve – JFC that should’ve been a red flag right there). While he was gone, I took a look at the phone that I had taken back from him. I had bought it and had paid it to be overnighted. After the confrontation, I took it back from him and told him he could get his own. He wiped it, but voicemails were still on there. There was another number that had been his 3rd highest used. A few voicemails were on there from that number. I listened. And that was DD2. This one, again a coworkers, I was able to quickly piece together had been going on for years. He had seen her the night before I confronted him about DD1.

He came home. I confronted him about the 2nd one, and he was done hiding behind his mask, because he knew there was no way he could recover from this. I told him exactly what I thought about him and kicked him out on Christmas Eve.

DD3 came on New Year’s Day when I found his internet search activity. Massage parlors. Backspace =. MAIL ORDER BRIDES.

Of course, he painted me out to be the bad guy to his friends and family, especially his family. And they fell for it, which I wasn’t surprised at. But I’ve had not one moment of doubt or regret. He ended up moving in with DD1. (I find it telling that when I confronted him about her, I told him that he could tell her not to worry about me telling her husband. That I wasn’t going to ruin her children’s christmas. AND then she leaves her husband a few days after Christmas.) They deserve each other. Two lying, immoral cheaters.

TryingForMightyToo
TryingForMightyToo
5 years ago
Reply to  AuntieMame

YIKES! I’m so sorry, what a turd!

Bianca
Bianca
5 years ago

Found the receipt for secret cell phone and sevice plan he purchased on Christmas Eve. The minute he got out of the store he called her. ( I thought we were trying to make our marriage work and it was going great. #fakereconciliation #iwilltalktohernotyou

Cloud
Cloud
5 years ago

We have a tradition on Thanksgiving where we write gratitude letters to ourselves to be read 5 years later. I found his after Dday and after I knew her name. In it, he simply wrote “Schmoopie has been kind.” At that point, he’d been sleeping with her (up to 7 times a week!!!) for about a month. By Xmas day, he was texting her the entire day— I remember at the time wondering who he was texting so much right there amid the wrapping paper. He was also irritable, distracted, and distant. Eggshells on steroids.

This Xmas (post divorce and two years later), he’s living in her run down one bedroom house in another state and confessed to me that he’s terribly unhappy. (Duh) He misses our family, misses our home, misses his old life.

Meanwhile, I’ve got a college age daughter coming home from school next week, the other 4 kids are home, the tree is beautiful, we light a fire every night, I’m surrounded by incredible family and friends, never mind Christmas lights!

I’m happy! So my message to anyone now where I was two years ago is to wait: meh comes. And so does joy.

Whodoesthat
Whodoesthat
5 years ago
Reply to  Cloud

There’s nothing like finding out you were married to a sociopath to find gratitude for a life free of that shit show!!

ThursdaysChild
ThursdaysChild
5 years ago
Reply to  Cloud

Once again I come here and find exactly what I needed to read at the perfect time. Thank you. Have a wonderful holiday season with your lovely family.

Soldiering On
Soldiering On
5 years ago
Reply to  Cloud

Aaah–the Karma Bus!!!

Your present life sounds so wonderful!

unicornomore
unicornomore
5 years ago
Reply to  Cloud

Love this so much

Ilene
Ilene
5 years ago

He went Christmas shopping with his best friend and Schmoopie (They were co-workers.). The best friend helped him pick out a thoughtful gift for Schmoopie and he sent Schmoopie off to shop for me. Sadly, it was the nicest present I received in over 20 years with the douche bag. He and Schmoopie got it on right in the church durning Christmas week-he was a Reverend. I was a very chumpy chump and we didn’t divorce until more than a decade later after many more Schmoopie had come and gone.

yooper01
yooper01
5 years ago

I found out about the affair in Nov. Kicked him out. He moved in with our daughter since he was on parole and couldn’t leave the area. He ordered the OW nipple clamps and edible undies and had them delivered to our daughtper’s apt. This is after my daughter and I had found crab/lice medication in his suitcase. Just ick! My daughter is still grossed out.

Chump Star on Hollywood Blvd
Chump Star on Hollywood Blvd
5 years ago
Reply to  yooper01

And once again, Friday’s theme is you can’t make this shit up. I don’t think I’ve stopped saying WTF all night as I read these. Some are playbook cheater romances, others, not so much…… your poor daughter. #clothespinnipples #cherrymeltsinyourmouth

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  yooper01

O.

M.

F.

G.

????

Paintwidow
Paintwidow
5 years ago

Y’all know it, but here it is again.
17 years married, 20 together.
He left for work the morning of NYE 2014, kissed me and told me he loved me and asked what I wanted to do for dinner that night.
Came home that afternoon, kissed me and told me he loved me. Helped me cook a lovely surf and turf dinner, and then told me to let the kids clean up because he wanted to talk to me for a sec.
Took me into the bedroom, closed the door and said “ I don’t want to be married anymore.”
Boom.
I began to hyperventilate and he left to “give me a min to collect myself”. He went and ate milk and cookies on the couch with our son and acted as though everything was normal.
He came back in our room at 11:45 and asked if I wanted a hug.
I told him “ no, but I would like for you to die.”
Weeks later as he was packing to move in with the other woman he assured me didn’t exist (#urcrazy) I told him how fucked up it was that he dumped me the way that he did and he said “NYE is not a holiday.”
You can’t make this shit up.

Whodoesthat
Whodoesthat
5 years ago
Reply to  Paintwidow

Totally
I used to think they were crazy for giving us the normal everyday reactions like texting what’s for dinner and how’s your day just before a massive bombshell . Now I’ve heard it all from everyone else I think it’s a calculated sinister move to have us off guard so we don’t catch on to what they’re up to and they can feel like they got one over on us like a sick game

WonderNoMore
WonderNoMore
5 years ago
Reply to  Paintwidow

I was thinking in his sick mind he was ‘starting the new year fresh’. The reality as we all know of course is that he gave you a fresh start. But what an ASS for doing it that way. Quite sick.

MissBailey
MissBailey
5 years ago
Reply to  Paintwidow

The Dickhead sounds as cold as your ex. Good riddance to the trash.

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago
Reply to  Paintwidow

Sigh, deep sigh. Indeed, you can’t make this shit up.

Paintwidow, I did not know your story, and I am so glad you are rid of this awful human being, ooops, creature that lives without a heart or brain.

Chump biologists, I know sponges do not have hearts, but do they have neurons? Because Paintwidow’s cheater is lower than whatever living animal has neither.
This Fun Friday has actually been very sad.

Intothelight
Intothelight
5 years ago
Reply to  ClearWaters

It’s sad like a butterfly looking back at the remnants of its chrysalis is sad!!

Paintwidow
Paintwidow
5 years ago
Reply to  ClearWaters

Yes…the greatest gift he gave me that holiday season was leaving me for her.
I never would of left him.
I haven’t seen him since June 2016 (except people who see something on his social media and forward it for a laugh) I haven’t spoken to him since October of this year.
My kids don’t speak to him so it’s full no contact now. That’s the best gift I got this year.
He’s a sociopath, I should send her a thank you card.

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  Paintwidow

Paintwidow that is just so cruel. But in the end we end up so much better off don’t we.

ICanSeeTheMehComing!
ICanSeeTheMehComing!
5 years ago

I gotta say… my discard was in the Fall of 2014. He begged to sleep over on Christmas Eve that year along with my stepchildren (they had all moved out) so he could see our son (who still believed in Santa) wake up on Christmas morning. They stayed all day… we opened presents, I cooked brunch and dinner, everyone napped and watched movies and enjoyed the day. Suddenly at 6:00pm, he dressed and dashed… had to go meet Schmoopie because she had just dropped her kids off to her X for visitation.

Flash forward… three days before Christmas 2016… my divorce decree was signed by the judge! His OW was long gone because she found out he was cheating on her and he was well into lovebombing his latest victim.

I wonder, would it be inappropriate to give the GF a copy of CL’s book? Afterall, Mr. Sparkles is on Ashley Madison and what not still getting his pathological lying bisexual freak on. What would Santa do?

Love to all at CN… a better life is out here!

Chumparooooo
Chumparooooo
5 years ago

We went to my spouse’s Christmas party last year and looking back it was the . I met a co-worker who seemed really surprised I had come. Anytime my spouse and I were dancing, the co-worker would be there too and I felt like the awkward one! Early into the evening, she said “you can go home if you want.” My spouse requested our favourite song and when I went to find her on the dance floor, she was close dancing with the co-worker. I went back to our table and with 5 seconds left in the song she came over and yelled at me for not dancing as she had been looking for me the whole song.

I tried to sneak out a couple hours later as she was off visiting with everyone else but she spotted me and made a big scene to come home too. We discussed it when we came home and she downplayed everything and totally turned it around on me. Never taking ownership of any of her actions. Looking back on it now, it was just one more messed up moment in the demise of this relationship. So happy I don’t have to deal with that bullshit anymore!

Thank you for the lesson!

Tuesday is Coming
Tuesday is Coming
5 years ago

So, Christmas was about a month after GTFO (Get the F*#! Out) day when I learned of the affair, or one of them at least. I was being very cordial and nice to him for the sake of our daughter. “Extra chicken casserole? Let’s give it to your dad.” “Need to borrow the tool kit? Sure!” On and on. I was in no way interested in having him back and honestly relieved that I discovered he was such a turd and filed for divorce almost immediately, like, I was wearing the same clothes to the attorney as when I found out about schmoopie ethics professor, married mother of three nightmare of a woman mistress. I may or may not have been pretty stinky. Anyway….

It was Christmas and I suggested we have a few hours just the three of us to open presents. I had texted him a few things that our daughter wanted for Christmas and told him to let me know what he got so we didn’t duplicate and I’d do the same. I held up my end.

Then the day comes. He prances in like he’s a f-ing hero and everything is right with the world. I notice he brings nothing with him. No presents, not even a damn candy cane for our daughter. At the request of my daughter I had gotten him a small gift. I noticed when I packed up all his shit that he had stowed away MANY very expensive watches in his underwear drawer. Nice. So, I got him a watch case and it was my little internal joke.

When he looks under the tree he FLIPS OUT. I mean, really loses his marbles that there are not presents FROM him under the tree. He expected me to go shopping for him. Unbelievable. In front of my kid, he throws a tantrum saying I was just trying to make him look bad. No buddy, you are fully capable of that on your own.

I ask him to talk with me in the kitchen and offered to let him have one of the “Santa” gifts I had stowed away. I was worried my kiddo would be scarred for life knowing her father didn’t get her anything for Christmas right after he moved out. Now I know it was a good lesson for her in realistic expectations.

He refused the offer and screeched out of the driveway to go to the nearest big city (an hour away) to find a place open to buy my daughter a gift. He got back in the middle of the night and left it on top of my car, requesting I put it under the tree for the morning. It was a badminton set that apparently she had asked him to get her.

Oh, and by the way, he heroically took her shopping to get a gift for me ahead of time. What did he purchase for her to give me? A used cookbook. This, on a tenured professor’s salary. Nice.

Sorry so long. Lots to unwrap there. Pun intended.

Have a great weekend!
Tuesday

Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
5 years ago

Dec 16, 2015. OUT OF THE BLUE. NO WARNING. 830 am, in my bathrobe holding a cup of coffee, talking about our first grandchild that was to be born in a couple of months….THIS–“I fell in love with [coworker that I’ve known for 2 weeks]” “She’s my soulmate” “The planets aligned” “She doesn’t want me to be married anymore” “I am the bee to her flower” “I can separate my love for you from my love for her” “I have a solution. Have you heard about polyamory or monogamish? ” “You need to let me pursue this to see if it’s real” This is what I endured during Dday before Christmas. Along with a lovely Christmas gift of an effing OVEN MITT that year. I lawyered up real quick when he ran away. Things only got worse in a divorce with a high conflict narc–guess that histrionic sociopath career homewrecking slunt may have moved on, I’m not sure. Don’t know/don’t care. Pretty much at meh although he still wants to be “friends” in the snail mail letters he sends. This is the first year I’ve decorated for the holidays with real joy.

Hesatthecurb
Hesatthecurb
5 years ago

….’this is the first time I have decorated with joy’

Me too. I’ve gone overboard the way I used to. It’s taken 10 yrs for me to have the desire to.

Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
5 years ago
Reply to  Hesatthecurb

I even decorated the bigass cactus in the front yard. (SoCal) NO one is gonna steal my joy ever again. NEVER. Someone doesn’t like it? BYE. For the first time in forever, it’s all about ME.
Mr. Sadz is remembering how he proposed on the beach in Kauai in 1991 and how awesome it was. I guess he should have thought of that before skankwhorecook cooked the few brains he had left. Is he still buzzing around her flower? I think she was more crazy than he thought, but not. my. problem. No contact.

Beth
Beth
5 years ago

“I am the bee to her flower”??? I would have divorced him for that sappiness alone. Geez. Good for you,
Diary!

Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
Diary of a Yummy Grandmummy
5 years ago
Reply to  Beth

I found a poem/song he wrote to her and that junior high line was in it. PUKE, right?

Horrible laundress
Horrible laundress
5 years ago

He had been particularly interested in bad heartless sex for a few months……but rarely home

Dec the 9th … I took my 3 kids to a lovely Christmas party he stayed home to work. It was a day thing because we live a ferry ride from the city. He stayed home as He was a young successful entrepreneur.

After the kids sat on Santa’s lap and watched the juggler, magic show picked up ballon animals… we ordered lunch. Sitting in a tight booth. A tired 4 year old tucked in my elbow. I had forgot to turn my ringer off…

His ring came through with a very clear text.
Somehow my two older boys read it upside down with the same speed as I did.

PING…… I don’t love you anymore…

As my body absorbed the trauma and began to shake the waiter was there to take bring our food order. I couldn’t see. I couldn’t talk… I certainly couldn’t jump in the car and drive 2 hours home with my kids crying and asking questions…

He was a young successful entrepreneur. Why did he have to mow, cook, parent, you never fold the laundry right. You don’t sleep with me enough. I had been the breadwinner and stay at home parent for 7 years he was unemployed. His business was just taking off after a year of hard work from both of us. But yet to bring any of the money home for bills or food.

7 years later – bankruptsy…. court… threats of jail time for lack of child support…multiple ow…. 10 bounceback attempts… now total greyrock. So very hard on my kids.

Christmas has never been the same
But I’m free
.

Chumplanta
Chumplanta
5 years ago

I’m glad you’re free, H Laundress!

wcchump
wcchump
5 years ago

This is a multi parter. It was the first Christmas they were deep in middle of all their shenanigans. I at that point new that something was going on but was being so heavily gaslighted by both of them that I would agree to things just to avoid conflict. I should note that the OW was my coworker and our families were very friendly. I so wanted to not cause anxiety for both our families children and potentially ruin all of our holiday. So the ex went off to do whatever he had to do Christmas Eve while I prepared Christmas Eve buffet for both our families. The Ex was gone all day “shopping” coming home in the evening to be concerned that made enough food and that what I made was impressive enough. When the AP and her family arrived, they hardly ate anything – they had dinner earlier in the evening. I was so pissed but the Ex was so pleased to be the big showman. Her husband made a comment that he couldn’t understand why they had come over that night. I knew she just wanted to show off in her Christmas outfit and they couldn’t be separated for the whole holiday. But wait there’s more…..

To preface one of the family traditions we have is we always did Christas stockings I put a lot of effort into the kids and my Ex’s. His repsonisblity was to fill mine. Well we got up Christmas morning and everyone but my stocking is jammed with stuff. Mine is empty. I at first thought is was a joke but he sheepishly admitted that he forgot. All that “shopping” he did on Christmas Eve he didn’t buy one thing for my stocking. But it didn’t end there…

We spent !New Years Eve at the AP’s house. What a way to ring in the new year.

Sausalito
Sausalito
5 years ago
Reply to  wcchump

Omg, I had the exact same thing happen with the stockings for multiple years! It was so infuriating because I did EVERYTHING else for Christmas, and this was the only thing he had to do. One year he realized on Christmas Eve, and just took stuff from my side of the bathroom cabinet and put it in my stocking. I finally just bought my own stuff, and of course he was pissed. The worst time was when my mom stayed with us, and the sad look on her face when she realized I had nothing in my stocking was heartbreaking. I think she knew what I had on my hands long before I did…

Laughing Gator
Laughing Gator
5 years ago

Christmas Eve Hell

It was Fall of 2011 and we were selling our house in one State (where I was living and working) and she was living with the kids in a rental house in another state near her parents. The reason she convinced me to do this was (gullible fool that I was) that “selling the house with 3 kids and a dog and 2 cats is too much so we could move all of our stuff to a rental house near her parents where it was cheap and I could stay and work in the old house and work with the realtor to sell it. Once it was sold, I could live in our RV until the end of the school year and then they would all move back down with me in a new house that we would get”.

The old gullible me agreed like a fool and I would go up every other weekend to stay with them (due to her parents living 500 miles away from old house). Interestingly enough my Ex had lost weight and was working out and of course not working during this time. We had been married for 16 years and I really foolishly trusted her but little things bothered me. She was flirty with other men I noticed (I was told I’m just jealous and she was just friendly), she was more sexual than normal (I was told that this was because she missed me and was in better shape), etc.

In desperation because these thoughts were killing me, I turned on the logging feature on her old AIM chat without telling her. I also about this time received an anonymous email from someone saying that she was cheating on me ( I’m pretty sure now that it was her cousin who did this).

Now on Christmas Eve 2011, I am with her and the kids to celebrate Christmas. I check the AIM log and the evidence is all there that not only is she cheating on me but with 3 different guys !!
I tearfully confront her in the bedroom and tell her about the anonymous email and she never denies cheating and flies into a range that someone would dare betray HER trust and rat her out (She thinks to this day that it was her mother who had seen her with a guy and told her to stop it). She then told me that “good it is all in the open now”, she wanted a divorce, full custody of the kids and that I should shut up about it because I “would ruin Christmas for the kids” (who all 3 were under 10 at that time).

She then proceeded to sext one of the OM in front of me and the kids while we were watching Rudolph the red nosed reindeer and then leaves for the evening to “visit a friend”.
I sat there stunned as my whole World came crashing down and when my daughter saw me crying (which was rare for me), I told her that Rudolph always made me cry.
The next day after the kids opened their presents and we ate dinner, I was in a combined state of agony, pain and red hot rage but was desperately being quiet for the kid’s sake and I finally said that I couldn’t take anymore and left. I grabbed a few of my things and drove down the road and cried hysterically for 15 minutes and drove home.

I later found that she had been planning this for over 3 years and had all of her ducks in a row and financially in the divorce I lost everything as well as having as minimal visitation as she could get with the kids 500 miles away from me of course.

Thus Christmas was ruined for me for many years but as I’ve said before 4 years later I met my current wife and my life and Christmas has never been better.

Elsa
Elsa
5 years ago
Reply to  Laughing Gator

Despicable!!! It seems that gender doesn’t matter… it’s either a good human being or not… religion, nationality, nothing stops the cheater and nothing can push a decent human being to become one????

Chumpinrecovery
Chumpinrecovery
5 years ago
Reply to  Laughing Gator

Are things still improving with you relationship to the kids as the grow up and wise up?

Laughing Gator
Laughing Gator
5 years ago

Chumpinrecovery,

The oldest is now in college and the younger two are finishing up high school. All 3 are busy with their own lives and boyfriends/girlfriends, studying, friends, etc. In other words, normal kids at their ages. We get along OK but years of her and their step dad’s (#3 OM) brain washing have had their effects and sadly we aren’t that close. Hopefully as they get away from her then their eyes are opened. For example, my oldest now away in school is seeing things much clearer now that he is living away from the Ex. It is what it is but I always try to do right by them and pray that someday we might be closer.

I really am totally at Meh with the Ex but the damage to my relationship with the kids that she has worked so hard to accomplish, I can never really get over that.
Still, I have a great life now with a great job, wonderful wife and dog and someday maybe the kids will come around. If not, I can say that I did the very best that I could for them.

Thanks for asking !!

UnsinkableMollyX
UnsinkableMollyX
5 years ago
Reply to  Laughing Gator

Let me encourage you:
Two-fold:
1. As a child growing up with divorced parents – both cheaters, both putting us kids against each other for years- it wasn’t until I got clear away from my mom, total narcissistic bitch, and living a thousand miles in college, that I was able to finally have a relationship with my dad free and clear without my mom interfering.
2. Exh1 caused a lot of shit between me and my boys– they were 9 &3 when he divorced me for OWife3, and then-husband2 didn’t help either with his treatment and behavior towards them. For a few years there, it was quite toxic to say the least.
Then when exh2 left, and exh1 got over himself, my relationships with my sons are so much better!!!
Keep on being mighty! They’ll come around.

Laughing Gator
Laughing Gator
5 years ago
Reply to  Laughing Gator

P.S. It add a cherry on the top of this shit sundae, the 3 OM that my Ex was cheating on me with were:

1. The married father of my oldest daughter’s best friend and my Ex was their Girl Scout leader.

2. The 18 year old son of one of my Ex’s best friends (they no longer speak after her former bestie found out).

3. A loser living in a trailer who is now hew husband and step dad to my kids but he’s a Jesus cheater and a holy roller– speaking in tongues the whole works.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
5 years ago
Reply to  Laughing Gator

All total downgrades from you Laughing Gator-jus’ sayin’

CoolNewLife
CoolNewLife
5 years ago

WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS HOLIDAY SOCIOPATH?!

We started the holiday season by him announcing in early November that he didn’t know if he wanted to be married anymore. That he needed space to think. HELLLLLOOOO EARTH TO COOLNEWLIFE! HE WAS CHEATING!

1. He told me he was working on Thanksgiving. Thought that was weird. Was very sad. He had spent Thanksgiving at Schmoopie’s house with her family. He came home afterward and ate our leftovers.
2. Captain Cheaterpants ran two work locations (before he was fired because he hired Scmoopie at work and lied about it lol #nepotism) so he brought me to the local office party and took her on a fun weekend getaway to the out of town party.
3. Clued in on cheating on December 20th. I insisted that he come to Christmas with me because I didn’t feel like explaining to my family.
4. He bought me, my mother, and my grandmother an Ulta gift card. Schmoopie got jewelry.

May they burn in hell. I actually decorated for Christmas this year. Feels good.

Chumpinrecovery
Chumpinrecovery
5 years ago
Reply to  CoolNewLife

Ex couldn’t take the kids for Thanksgiving this year (it was officially his year to have them) because he had training for his new job as a copilot on Thanksgiving day itself. That is plausible. Pilots certainly work on Thanksgiving so I suppose they can be trained that day too. I asked if he wanted to take them later in the day after training but he said it would be over too late. The best part is that I don’t have to care if he is telling the truth or not. I got the kids for Thanksgiving this year so it’s all good. 🙂

Kathleen
Kathleen
5 years ago

Last Christmas we were together I was preparing Christmas dinner waiting for company coming.. came into the kitchen all showered and dressed heading for the door. I said “where are you going? It’s Christmas “
He said “ I’m going to a party – do what you have to do
I’m not stopping “. Left me & our son to face relatives alone. I had to hold back tears the entire day until company left. Following summer I served him divorce papers. Just one of many red flags.. horrible memories ☹️

MissBailey
MissBailey
5 years ago
Reply to  Kathleen

My stepkids and I had a similar Thanksgiving back in 2006. There was a kerfuffle between my stepdaughter (10) and the daughter of the Dickhead’s sinister sister so we were not supposed to see them on Thanksgiving that year. DH decided to go to her house (leaving me, and kids at our home) to go fry their turkey because nobody else could. He was gone most of the day and he finally came home around 7pm after my repeated calling. And of course, he wasn’t hungry. The kids and I waited all damn day for him while his place should have been with his family, me and kids. Even his daughter asked why he went because to her it looked like he was talking sides with his niece.

To this day, I have no idea if he had an OW or if he really was with his family. I just know that that the 3 of us waited all day for him. We cooked a loving dinner and waited. There are so things that, looking back, could have been an OW. Now, who knows for sure.

I’m sorry for both of us, Kathleen, we got played. I can’t imagine what you went through. You were married almost twice as long as me. I wish we could visit over a cup of tea or a glass of bourbon.

Kitty
Kitty
5 years ago
Reply to  MissBailey

Miss Bailey
Yes we did get played. I’m sorry you went through that too. But we have to not think about those horrible days & nights. The holidays remind me of
that although I try not to go there.
He’s not with the original whore ( she died) but with an 82 year old woman whose taking care of him. He doesn’t want to live alone so any port in the storm.. I guess.
But it would be great to meet with tea or bourbon ???? I feel we are friends. ((Hugs)) to you.

Kathleen
Kathleen
5 years ago
Reply to  Kitty

Kitty nickname for Kathleen ????

Attie
Attie
5 years ago
Reply to  Kathleen

Aah Kathleen, that’s so sweet. They could swap glasses that they put their false teeth into next to the bed each night!

Kathleen
Kathleen
5 years ago
Reply to  Attie

Attie
I never thought of that! ????
Your so funny! ❤️

meandmytruck
meandmytruck
5 years ago

Crap, these are all so tragic and hallarious.

The narc i divorced a month ago…. 1st christmas 2013 been dating 4 months – he *accidently* blocked me on FB and didnt know how to undo it….plus he was borrowing his friends daughters car to come see me. She was an ugly bitch of course, bla bla bla he hated dealing with her….. He bought me ugly $10 pajama pants for Christmas and brought them over only after I BEGGED him to come over….. ok, i was an idiot. Few months later discovered the “daughter” was a woman he called Hot Katie and saw on the side.

Always wondered what lie he told her about needing to use her car. Like a fool i forgave him.

Christmas/New years 2014 we had a violent fight cause he wanted me to have sex with random men we would go find at the casino, he would film us fucking. WTH? since i would not, he became insanely drunk and tore the house apart.

I was still an idiot because narcissists are so goid at their craft.

Christmas 2015, he gave me an engagement ring, married 6 months later. STUPID ME!

Christmas 2016 when my adult son had visited and i was so so happy to have my boy home, the fuckwit told me he wanted a divorce cause he didnt sign up to be a step dad. Next day he “didnt remember” saying it.

Christmas 2017 i was full aware by now if multiple cheats, lies, other bitches, he was a full blown abusive alcoholic by now who would scream that I was nothing without him! He gave me a coffee pot. A $10 Mr. Coffee after Id said for 5
Years i hated those and didnt want one. He was mad i didnt like it, if course.

May 2018 kicked him out. November divorce was final. Now christms 2018, my children and I live in peace and get a peaceful happy Christmas!!!! No more drunk asshole, no hopium, no policing, no pick me dancing, no sadness, we can even afford gifts.

Hesatthecurb
Hesatthecurb
5 years ago

While I don’t recall the subject of CL’s post last week, it prompted me to recite POP’s heinous shithook fuckstick fuckface behavior regarding both Christmas and the following New Years Eve…..

Going over it then was enough for me. I considered doing so again today but I realized it’s not worth the trouble. I mean HE’S not worth burning the brain cells or taking my time. I can’t let the pain of that enter my brain or heart anymore.

I guess I’m even closer to meh than I thought!

Drew
Drew
5 years ago
Reply to  Hesatthecurb

Like!???? Hesatthecurb, go ON with your mighty self. ???? Your story, literally leaving him at the curb, an ending and a beginning, is one of my favorites.

superchumpsince2014
superchumpsince2014
5 years ago

WOW!! These are great stories. I appreciate everyone for sharing in their sad stories (that are very disturbing and often very disgusting! where did we originally find these whores?)

My ex-husband was always furious at me over the holidays. So I was extra quiet and made sure everything was perfect. I’m a great homemaker and excellent cook. We often spend a few days over the holidays at Great Wolf Lodge because my sons loves it so much. That year the first day we got there my youngest son had a seizure, after I turn him on his side, I called the hotel front desk while rubbing his back, the paramedics were there in two mins (an amazing thing about having so many lifeguards in the building). They asked me if anyone else was in the room. I looked around and was like yeah – my husband is in here somewhere. He was locked in the bathroom the WHOLE time. WTH?

The next day (everyone at the hotel really went out of their way to make sure my son was having an amazing time) Wiley the Wolf (the lodge mascot) came to my son’s door to ask him if he wanted to come to story time in his jammies. I’m getting my son in his jammies and my (ex)husband starts yelling something about Black men not going out in their pajamas, I ignore him, then he starts mumbling about natives in grass skirts and not having any respect for yourself. I ask him if he wants Leroi to stay in the room. Then he pounds on the table and roars about how I don’t appreciate everything he’s done for me. He then slams the table against the wall. I tell him to go for a walk. He keeps yelling. I tell him to go for a walk or I’ll call the hotel security, he’s scaring our sons.

Turns out ‘all he’s done for me’ is break up with the most recent OW to stay with his family. WOW! What a prize!

Poor thing! So much pressure!

Hazel
Hazel
5 years ago

First Dday was 2 months after wedding. A young male employee was threatening to file sexual harassment suit. He said it was a big misunderstanding. I wrote a $10,000 check to employee to make it go away. 20 years later, I discover he has been f-ing around with 4 of our so-called married male friends. I chose not to tell any of the wives, because I couldn’t bear destroying 4 other families. But the worst came when a beloved nephew came forward to say the ex had sodomized him on Christmas 4 years prior. I want to throw up. I want the SOB dead.

Sucker Punched by a Saffa
Sucker Punched by a Saffa
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

It’s not a one and done deal with predators like your ex. They’re repeat offenders. Report.

Hazel
Hazel
5 years ago

Reported and waiting and praying for justice. Can’t say anymore for now.

JWH
JWH
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

Fingers crossed!

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

You are a superhero.

ClearWaters
ClearWaters
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

selfish bastard!
This really was not Fun Friday!

Amiisfree
Amiisfree
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

Even if the statute of limitations prevents prosecution for that specific crime, the report is worth it because it’s unlikely to be an isolated incident.

I agree with getting him on their radar.

Martha
Martha
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

OMG! Turn the creep into the police!!!! I hope you are not longer with this criminal.

JWH
JWH
5 years ago
Reply to  Hazel

Is the statute of limitations up? Can your nephew file charges (is it worth it to him to do so)? Was he (gulp) underage at the time too?

I’m so terribly sorry. I hope you’re no longer his social beard.

ninon
ninon
5 years ago