Can't top that, that's way more dramatic than anything I've ever done. And to think I was embarrassed that I once called an ex a year later* when I ran across his number while moving. Lol.
* It was just as awkward as you can imagine, which is why I'm still embarrassed over it to this day, nearly fifteen years later.
My ex bf (who i was with all of college) gave me a very special stuffed animal to him (from his child hood) when we first started dating. When we broke up, bc I found out he was cheating on me with 2 other girls, and I was moving my stuff out of our house that we rented together, I cut the head off of the bear, and wrote him a letter saying that what I did to the bear was representative of what he did to my heart (LOfuckingL) He also worked a very dirty job, and very late hours and I moved out while he was at work, and I took EVERY SINGLE kind of soap, every towel and the shower curtain. Hahahaha.
Mine was about 7 years ago.... But I was 21 at the time... So that's young enough to still be a rude heartless bitch when you find out your bf was cheating, in my opinion at leastZ
My ex bf (who i was with all of college) gave me a very special stuffed animal to him (from his child hood) when we first started dating. When we broke up, bc I found out he was cheating on me with 2 other girls, and I was moving my stuff out of our house that we rented together, I cut the head off of the bear, and wrote him a letter saying that what I did to the bear was representative of what he did to my heart (LOfuckingL) He also worked a very dirty job, and very late hours and I moved out while he was at work, and I took EVERY SINGLE kind of soap, every towel and the shower curtain. Hahahaha.
the shower curtain and towels were a really nice touch. lol
And he called me when he got home, and was SOOO pissed about the towels/shower curtain. He didn't even care about the bear. But in my defense they WERE my towels and shower curtain, before we moved in together... Sooooo.....
In my only defense, it was twenty eight years ago. ONLY defense.
I wasn't engaged to the ex in my story. I've no idea what I would've done had we dated at a time I was ready to get serious instead of when I was 18/19. And pragmatically, I never pictured myself with him long term, which makes the random call a year later even more embarrassing! I like to think I was just procrastinating schlepping my stuff from one apartment to the next, lol.
This was back in the days of VHS, so I took a straight pin and punched holes in all of his porn videos. Hole, wind, hole, wind, hole, wind.... Every tape. I duct taped shut the shoebox with sex toys and threw it in the dumpster, deleted all of the porn off of his computer, and deleted his sex-related bookmarks. I also shredded and deleted every non-PG picture he had of me, and took the PG ones with me. Mixed a little Vicks Vapo Rub into his Vaseline, hmmm, what else? On all of his work pants I snipped a couple of threads on the top button so they would pop off when he tried to button them, and I took all of the safety pins/needles & thread with me. When we got back together I pulled the tape out of a sex tape of him and his ex, and made sure it was right on top of the trash where he could see it. He was pissed about the sex toys (Um, were you planning to use them with someone else?? Nasty!) and the pictures of me (I told him no way in hell was I going to trust him with that and there wouldn't be more, ever). The rest he never mentioned and he took his pants to the dry cleaner to have the buttons put back on, lol.
I don't even know where to post an intro here! I was on TK/TN/TB since 2003, mostly local boards. I was m_and_m.
"I speak without reservation from what I know and who I am. I do so with the understanding that all people should have the right to offer their voice to the chorus whether the result is harmony or dissonance. The worldsong is a colorless dirge without the differences that distinguish us, and it is that difference that should be celebrated not condemned." -Ani Difranco
Post by pixelpassion on Apr 20, 2014 23:12:07 GMT -5
At my mom's apartment about 6 months ago, my mom was trying to get me to open up about something I didn't want to talk about. She started to hound me to open up to her, and once I told her what was wrong, she immediate said "get over it, I don't want to hear it." Lol, I was so frustrated I screamed at her, kicked her foot stool across the room and then I slammed the bathroom door.
ETA: I should also mention my FI witnessed the whole scene, which is the only reason I felt bad about it.
At my mom's apartment about 6 months ago, my mom was trying to get me to open up about something I didn't want to talk about. She started to hound me to open up to her, and once I told her what was wrong, she immediate said "get over it, I don't want to hear it." Lol, I was so frustrated I screamed at her, kicked her foot stool across the room and then I slammed the bathroom door.
ETA: I should also mention my FI witnessed the whole scene, which is the only reason I felt bad about it.
...my long lost sister!? Freaking moms.
I was once really fed up with H after he had been neglecting pretty much every chore he needed to do, so I took the trash out for him knowing that he would feel awful that I had to do it and pointedly left the trash can empty and in the middle of the kitchen. ... But then I texted him in shame from the bathroom like 10 minutes later explaining what I had done and apologized for being manipulative but stated that I was not ready to speak with him yet LOL! I'm always SUPER embarrassed about this for some reason.
Post by lexxasaurus on Apr 20, 2014 23:24:36 GMT -5
I was fed up with my ex and lost it after one of our fights when he didn't come home (again)... I told him he had to get the hell out and started grabbing his stuff and launching it off the front porch all over the lawn. It was raining so all of his stuff got soaked and he had to load wet stuff into his truck.
XH and I were already having problems when he got kicked out of the Navy for fucking a girl on the ship (not just FROM the ship, actually ON the ship). He royally screwed me, because since he was no longer active duty, I now had to transfer to a ship right away. I ended up with orders to an aircraft carrier, which was going to be leaving on a deployment <6 months later. I was still breastfeeding DD, so of course I had to stop. I checked on board the ship while it was at sea, so I was flown out to it. It was only supposed to be out for 2-3 days, but the day after I checked onboard was Sept 11, 2001. The military ramp-up resulted in leaving on deployment 2 months early, and when we left no one knew when we'd be home. I had already decided that our marriage was over, so while I was on deployment I found myself a fuck-buddy to help pass time. We didn't fuck around on the ship, but there was a lot of grudge-fucking going on when we were in port. Then, when I got home, anything he had left in the house that I couldn't use was either sold or trashed. Except his dogs, I just found new homes for them.