I was actually happy to see one lighthearted story here to brighten things up, since this topic gave me a case of the sads.

Yeah, it was bad. (The other guy turned out to be worse, but in a different way, so that's karma for me). :P I have some sense of humor about it all now.

One that's smarter than you :) I call it my "emotional vomit journal" now. Much more classy.

Everyone's crazy when they're 18 (which is when this happened). Dear me, did you not do batshit crazy stuff when you were 18? No stupid mistakes? None? :P

Well, seeing as me and my husband are polyamourous, I gotta tell you, it's a lot of fun being in a marriage where you can legitimately love and sex other people. Way more interesting than relationship monogamy was for me.

Nope! :) I'm pretty awesome. But we all have fail moments at 18 years old. Some are more legitimate than others, lol.

:P I did feel bad for a long time, but now I realize that while I could have handled that situation much better, it was his unrealistic expectations of himself and me that turned me off. It's a long story, but he basically didn't want to objectify or "disrespect" me in any way. Which meant that he never ever said…

A friend of mine got told on the Fourth of July that her husband wanted a divorce. He blamed her for everything - she was too in to her career, she wasn't getting pregnant fast enough, and a bunch of other douche canoe things in a list that smelled, shall we say, fishy, from the beginning.

I live in southwest TN, and that's actually not that uncommon around here. Well, maybe the cheating part, but I know a few women from north MS that had to do these southern belle things when they were in highschool where the girls were all between 16-19 and the guys were between 25-30 with established careers. Their…

It was actually pretty rage induced.

I had been actively resisting a hot guy who was trying to flirt/seduce me away from Boyfriend (who had moved across the country to be with me) but couldn't avoid the other guy, because he was a classmate and we were partners for a bunch of projects. I was basically praying for…

Men are chickenshits. They want to break up but they lack the spine to confront their wife/girlfriend directly because they don't want her to "make a scene" or yell and cry so they cheat or abuse their SO and hope they can drive the woman away.

It was more of a rage induced "I'LL SHOW YOU CHEATING!" .

We didn't become best friends, but saw each other around town a bit before I moved away. We always had that secret smile between us.

He and I had already been having problems related to his way-too-close "just-friendship" with a girl who happened to have beautiful, long, curly, red hair. He and I took a break over it, but a month or so later he begged for me to come back, claimed nothing had happened with him and red-hair, that it was all just a…

Yes! Like the shitheel I dated for 2 months who suddenly kept ditching plans at the last minute and then finally sent me an email: "I've seen seeing this girl lately..." Well fucking bully for you. I'm not your wife, you can see someone. If you *no longer* wish to see *me*, you must grow a spine and explicitly say so.…

Your friend sounds pretty amazing.

Nah. I get the feeling she was going to break up with him anyway after she found out her had been reading her diary. That's some shady possessive shit right there that really hurt his 'sweetheart' rep. The revenge fuck was just icing on the cake - she got have her cake (break up) and eat it too (good sex).

I found out my now-fiance was cheating at our first Thanksgiving g together. We were at his parents house, playing card games. I got up to get a drink, and noticed he had extra cards in his hand. No, I didn't break up with him then and there. I should have. But I looked around, AND HIS ENTIRE FAMILY WAS DOING THE SAME…

Took the kids on vacation with my mom, because ex-husband was sooo adamant about not missing work/not kenneling the dogs. Fine, whatever, couldn't change his mind. Came home a day early because we were exhausted, walked into the house with my 6 month old and 2 year old to see him screwing our barely legal…

I lived in a small town and had been dating a guy who was kind of shady, but I didn't have any proof that he was seeing other women. One day I was getting my hair done and talking, as one does, to the stylist about my situation. I notice the woman next to me listening to me rather intently. She suddenly interrupted…