cue the scary music
Tell us your horrible experiences with your Ex.
Did they stalk you? Threaten your current squeeze?
Nail weird things to your front porch?
Scratch your car? Break into your house while you were out?
WHAT WHAT WHAT??
I got nothin, sorry.
But I’m all ears for you guys …
I think I’ve had more creepy stuff happen from guys who wanted to date me but got shut down.
Let’s see…
First he sent me an expensive gift, which I returned to him. He wouldn’t take it back, so I took it back to the store and got a refund, then sent him the money. He sent the money back to me (at which point I thought, “the hell with it, I’m keeping it.”) Then he followed me to a club and threatened my “date”… who happened to be my uncle, who is only five years older than I am. Then he left threatening notes on my car. Then he STOLE my car. I didn’t catch on that it was him that stole my car until he called me and offered to replace the tapes that were IN my car because they were “our songs” - and there’s no way he could have known what tapes had been in there if he didn’t have the car. The car was later found abandoned on the side of a road and I got it back. Then, he started phoning me and telling me he was dating someone new, he was over me, and could we be friends. I stopped short of allowing friendship, but agreed that there was no reason we couldn’t be civil to one another. Then I came home one night and found a sobbing, rambling message on my answering machine detailing the car accident that had killed his new girlfriend. I actually called him back to express my sympathy, and listened to him cry about her death. I later found out there WAS no new girlfriend, he’d made the whole thing up for attention. I’m not actually sure what finally made him go away and stop bothering me, but eventually he did.
After I broke up with a guy I was dating in high school, he did some creepy stuff for awhile. He would leave letters in my car while I was at school, detailing how much he still loved me and wanted a future with me (I was only 17 … not really interested in settling down quite yet!). I started dating someone else (who I actually did end up marrying six years later) and my ex would drive by my new boyfriend’s house when I was over there. Sometimes he’d call and say things like, “You were up late last night,” indicating that he had driven by my house the night before and knew when I shut off the lights in my bedroom. He eventually got over it. We’re actually friends now.
Not mine, but my best friend’s.
Shortly before our senior year in college, my friend Sarah broke up with her longtime boyfriend, Jim. When school started, she met a guy named Graeme in one of her biology classes. (He pronounced it “Graham,” but I called him “Grime,” for reasons that will soon become apparent.)
At first, he started out just being a weird jerk. They’d study together, and he’d try to teach her the material in a very authoritative way. Sarah knew he didn’t know what he was talking about, but kept it to herself. Her suspicions were borne out when she got As and he got Cs and Ds in the class. But she had low self-esteem, so she kept seeing him.
Then, when they would study in her dorm room, he’d refuse to leave at the end of the evening…and then invade her personal space by getting thisclose to her and telling her he wasn’t ready to go. She got a really strong “potential date rape” vibe from him…but she kept dating him, because she had low self-esteem.
She got sick of him by the end of the semester. Fortunately, she spent the next semester in Australia, and that forced a clean break.
At that point, Grime started stalking our friend Cindy. She was working at the university hospital then, and he started to mysteriously appear around the hospital and wherever she was around town. She’s naive, so it took her awhile to figure out what he was doing. When he started pressing her for dates and information about Sarah, Cindy got a male co-worker to threaten him into leaving her alone.
Sarah moved back from Australia. Grime somehow found out that Sarah was back in town…and her unlisted address and phone number. He showed up on her doorstep one night, and would not leave. Again, she got the “date rape vibe” from him and considered calling the cops.
Shortly thereafter, she got back together with Jim and made a point of telling Grime about it. He started calling her for “friendly chats” and would tell her all about his “new girlfriend.” She let this go on because she is one of those girls who can’t bear to be mean to anyone. The stories were bizarre and inconsistent. It wasn’t long before we learned through the grapevine that the girlfriend was a figment of Grime’s imagination.
Then Jim and Sarah got engaged. I think that’s what finally convinced Grime to go away on a permanent basis. We haven’t heard from him in five years.
Ooh, I have some of these.
Ex J gave me two black eyes and slammed me into the kitchen counter so hard I ended up in the hospital, having a miscarriage. He also stabbed me with a steak knife.
Ex R stole $1100 (the rent and utility bill money) out of my purse and lost it gambling, got arrested on his way back from the casino, and called me to bail him out.
Ex J2 tried to strangle me right in front of my then-two-year-old son. When I managed to get free, he tackled me and dislocated my left shoulder.
Needless to say, I didn’t stick around for more, in any of these cases. Yes, I’m apparently a psycho-magnet.
6 years ago, I bought my wife and I bought our first house. The second month of living there our electric bill showed up in my ex-wife’s name (we got divorced in '92). I called the electric company and found out she had made 3 calls to them. The first call she had her name added to the account. The second call she made herself the primary on the account. The third call she had my name removed. I still don’t know why. She denied the whole thing but had no response when I told her the calls had all been recorded (which they had).
It took me 4 months to get everything corrected. Eventually the electric company decided that she was responsible for the bill during the time that it was in her name, and that she would have to pay in full before she could ever get service in her name.
She also used my parents address as her own on all of her student loans.
And she’s apparently passing on her legacy - 2 months ago I got a call from a car finance company. Her little sister was late on her payments and she had used my name as a credit reference.
Well
I had this one girlfriend who didn’t kill herself when we broke up.
That was weird since she promised, many times, that if I ever left her she would kill herself and she had attempted suicide a few time previously.
No, her new choice of action was to sleep with several of my friends.
They had a good time at least.
Forgot one. One ex got a credit card using my toddler’s name and information, which he found by searching through my purse. He also got that extra protection on the card, where it covers your payments in case you lose your job or whatever, and they mailed some document about it to my two-year-old. I had a fun day on the phone with the credit card company and the credit agencies, explaining that my toddler did not, in fact, qualify for a $1000 line of credit and that no, I would not be paying off the balance on this card. I still have to monitor my son’s credit every few months, to make sure that butthead hasn’t done it again.
He identity thefted a toddler??? What scum!
My ex cut the return fuel line in my car.
When I got divorced, all of our mutual friends abandoned me- it was like nobody was on my side, that they all preferred to be friends with my ex. That was particularly crushing for me, since that meant that in one fell swoop, I lost EVERYBODY- my wife, my son, and all of my friends. Needless to say, I was in a black pit of depression for quite a while… and that’s putting it lightly.
I could never figure out why my friends had all left me. The only logical explanation was that they’d only been putting up with me to be friends with her, and now that I was out of the picture, they didn’t need to pretend to like me any longer. That’s a hell of a thing for your self-confidence… it’s no wonder I didn’t date for over a year.
Years later, though, I found out why- she’d told all of our friends that I’d tried to rape her. :eek:
Looking back, I can even identify the day that everyone turned against me- I just wish one of them, just one had told me what she’d said.
Huh. I don’t have anything this dramatic, but I did have a potential suitor follow me from one college to another. See we were taking summer courses at Dutchess Community College together, and he was going to NYU in the fall, so I told him I was going to New Paltz. You guessed it. He showed up at New Paltz. I have no idea to this day if he thought that would actually impress me and I would succumb.
I’ve been divorced for a little over a month. When I told my then husband I wanted a divorce, he told all his friends lies about how I was having an affair and told anyone who would listen that I was breaking his heart and he would never love again. He made me feel so bad for wanting to be happy. Well, last week I picked up him and his **NEW WIFE ** :eek: from the airport and dropped off my kids to stay with them for the weekend. (because mysteriously, he suddenly started loving his kids and wants to spend every second with them) Can’t believe I ever felt bad!!
My ex-husband attempted to strangle me in front of our seven year old son. He also bit me during the attack. If not for the man who was working on our air conditioner in the back yard that day, I would not be here to tell the tale.
An ex-boyfriend committed himself to some counseling clinic when I left him, to show how serious he was about killing me or committing suicide as he threatened to do. Imagine his surprise when I didn’t cave in and the counselors refused to let him leave when he tired of his ploy. He had to stay until they deemed him “stable” enough.
I’ve had some creepy bastards in my life, no doubt, but some of these tales are really terrifying!
Oh geez, where do I start?
I’ve been with my share of jerks, but there was one that took the cake.
Was charming, funny and friendly, on the outside.
Found out 3 months into the relationship from a concerned party that he had fetal alcohol syndrome and had a penchant for drinking and violence, he had been previously married and his wife divorced him because he beat the crap out of her. Oh, and he apparenly also had two children from said marriage, a girl and a boy, which he was denied contact with because he had been suspected of molesting them.
I dropped him like a pile of bricks the second I heard this. I hope I never, ever see his face in the street again.
Do we have the same X? :eek:
Wow! Not many people would admit to buying their wives! Just kidding.
My story isn’t my own, but one of my husband’s employees. She’s been being stalked for about eight years now by the dad of one of her college roommates. I don’t know many details about what’s happened through the years (other than that she has four separate restraining orders against him, and the police can’t/won’t do anything else).
Anyway, over Christmas she got a package from him. It was a teddy bear with all the stuffing removed and the eyes gouged out. A note hanging from around its neck said, “Thinking of you.”