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“I was with my now ex-husband for a little over 10 years. We got together when I was 21f and he was 24m. It was instant love. He love-bombed me constantly while occasionally making comments about my appearance. I was used to this being brought up by a bipolar and BPD mother. About 5-6 years into our marriage, I began therapy, which gave me the confidence to join an intense, competitive yet supportive sports program and attend college and become the first of my family to graduate college. My ex began to become a bit more passive-aggressive than usual, and way more closed off about the more extensive work trips he needed to take. I did convince him to join me for a few therapy sessions as I was starting to feel great! He reluctantly agreed, and after the 5th session, my therapist (also a licensed couples therapist) told me in a private session that she felt he was NPD. She assured me that many people can make these relationships work and never ever pressured me to leave him. She just felt that for my future progress, I should know.”
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"Fast forward about a year, I started doing my own research on partners with NPD, and my ex exhibited ALL traits! Manipulation, always needing me to make sure I thought he was the best, bragging about how he manipulated people at work, a lack of empathy, dragging me down if my opinion was opposing to his, etc., etc.
As my naivety lessened and I became more self-aware, and as texting became more common, I realized he was on his phone or PC on email more often after these work trips. Again, the more confidence I gained, the more aggressive he became. And we always respected each other’s privacy, but at this point I gave no sh*ts and looked through his email and text history."
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“SO MANY WOMEN!! Guys, I don’t know how I manipulated this genius manipulating little man that had held me under his thumb for over a decade, but I did! I somehow convinced him divorce was his idea. I think my memory is foggy around this time because of stress and anxiety, because I knew if I asked for divorce, I’d be in danger. I’ve only shared bare minimum details because this is already a novel, but girls… and probably some dudes, if you’ve been with an NPD sometimes going to sleep next to them is terrifying when you’ve broken their spell, and you can sense they know it.”
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Can you imagine the emotions you would feel after being married for over a decade and discovering you were being cheated on for almost your entire marriage? That is devastating and difficult to grapple with. I discovered I was being cheated on after a five-year relationship, and that was the most difficult breakup I ever had to deal with, and we weren't even married! You'd think a stark discovery like that would make it easier to cut ties, but for some reason, that is not always the case. So, you go, girl! Kind of a crazy reaction, but do what you gotta do! You're allowed to go crazy every now and then, as a treat.
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“Fast forward to after filing for divorce (you have to wait 3 months in our state to get finalized). I’m moving my boxes to a UHaul, and he has the audacity of bringing in his most recent cheating on girl (24! He’s 37 at this time) to hang out as they take turns mocking me verbally, both “accidentally” getting in my way while I’m carrying especially heavy boxes. She’s playing with MY DOG, tripping me up. And she knows I can’t take my precious pup or cat with me…
After I moved in with a sh*tty last-minute roommate, I still had the keys to the very dilapidated rental house run by slum lords that are a completely different story (ex didn’t want to waste extra rent money on anything nice), so I don’t feel guilty on what I did next, especially since there was a black mold experience going on in the laundry and bathroom."
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“This house had ventilation that first ran under the house and then up. So I went to PetCo and bought 4 bags of feeder crickets. I also filled a liter squirt bottle with buttermilk and set it to mist. When I knew they were both at work, I went in and lifted up all the floor vents and dumped in a healthy amount of crickets. It was early fall, so they’d survive a bit, but if you’ve ever smelled a load of d*ad crickets, it’s literally d*ath. So I was so excited for all those d*ad crickets to absolutely destroy their olfactory. (RIP crickets! I love all living creatures!) Then I sprayed down as many walls as I could with buttermilk mist. I don’t attest to any awful human being living with black mold. But kind of *uck both of these guys. I tried my best to be kind and admirable while leaving that relationship, and they made it *ell. I would not have done this if it were a nice house and nice landlords.
But that’s my story. I’ve never been a vengeful person. I have always tried to look at the bright side or see someone else’s side of the story because not everything is black-and-white. But I think this time it truly was. Thank you for reading.”
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Would I, personally, fill an ex's vent with crickets and buttermilk? Probably not. Do some of my exes absolutely deserve some sort of consequence like that? ABSOLUTELY. Do I applaud this woman? Yes, yes I do. I support women's rights AND wrongs. Do I encourage other women to deal with cheating exes like this woman did? I mean… No comment. I love a good story.
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"Edits: My pets eat better than me. They are on an organic raw diet free of synthetic vitamins and minerals. They have a full range of 5 acres to run free, full of enrichment either from ponies, cows, and a shallow river. I don’t currently have cats anymore, as having them to live to be 22 and 23 made me never want to clean a litter box again. While I am very thankful that all of you guys are so invested in my pets' well-being. And I think that’s awesome because animals should be very much looked after and taken care of. This isn’t a pet story. It’s a survival of the human story. Then yes, I know a lot of humans are *hit to their perfect animal companions that deserve better.
[Also], I’m so sorry, guys. During my post, I forgot to add how the pets were actually transferred to my “current living”. No animals were harmed during this revenge. I love my pets more than anything, and I would die for them. I am so sorry that I did not make that obvious in his post, and rereading through it. I realize how important those animals are to everyone, and I love you guys for that."
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