Hi all,
Glad to be part of a forum of like minded men.
I’ve read quite a few stories on here and I guess I’ll share mine.
Mine started back when I was 19, young and stupid ( even though I thought I knew everything at the time) it was at that young age that I learned I was going to be a father, doing what I thought was the right thing, and it was. I married what was then my high school sweetheart. I wanted to make sure that any offspring of mine was raised by me and not someone else. We struggled like most young couples in that situation do, but persevered. I thought I was living the typical American life. I never knew a thing about the true nature of women or how diabolically cold and calculating they were. I thought that my little sweetheart was incapable of any major wrongdoing. Fast forward 28 years and two more kids later and I was about to be handed a lesson that would forever change my life.
To say that we had a blissful marriage would be a lie, but for the most part it wasn’t too bad, she did spend far too much money but what woman doesn’t? I took my blue pills and thought that it was “just the way things were”. While we did struggle for the first few years I ended up starting my own business at age 29 and it was a near overnight success. Looking back, that’s when the changes really started to happen with the dear wifey. All of a sudden there was money and lots of it. First I bought her her first new car, then I build her a new house, not that there was a thing wrong with the one we lived in. She always drove a newer vehicle than I did. I worked up to 80 hours a week to grow my business and to secure a future for my two daughters and one son. I swear she shopped for 80 hours a week sometimes. That materialistic parasite filled a 3000+ Sq Ft house with every useless trinket you can think of, nothing but junk. No matter how much I made she could spend it all if I let her. Guess what most of our arguments were about? That’s right MONEY!
As if that wasn’t bad enough, with every kid she had she put on more and more weight, totally obese by the time my son came along.
Let me tell you guys something, if you want an exercise in futility, try getting a domesticated female off of her fat ass to exercise and eat right. Something new to fight about if I dared mention it.
Now, my ex was probably the most shy and timid woman that I ever knew so her cheating on me or otherwise betraying me and our family was something that I never even thought possible. Add in a gastric bypass ( surgery for those too f~~~ing lazy to try and lose the weight by natural means) and all of a sudden the little bitch starts hatching a different personality. She lost almost all of her excess weight and to be honest was looking pretty good. At least when she had clothes on,LOL.
So now that she lost all of the weight that never should have accumulated on her carcass in the first place she started spending even more of my money, I was on a first name basis with the UPS driver as he was delivering packages on at the very least a weekly basis. Not to mention that the mailbox was always full of either parcels or the statements to pay for all of the s~~~ she bought. To be fair, she did have a good job and made money, but she could spend both paychecks on absolutely nothing, in fact I think she thought it was her birthright to do so. Last year I finally found out that her betrayal of me and my kids went far deeper.
Two years ago I had set her up in an even better job, closer to home, less stress, easier work for more money. How did she repay me? The better part of 2016 was a journey through hell for me,constant emotional abuse, threats of divorce. And the best part she started having an affair with a guy she worked with in the new job I got for her. I never would have known if I hadn’t listened to the little voice in my head, She had to travel overnight to my daughters house for a doctor’s appointment related to her gastric bypass operation, something told me that things were off and I planted a digital recording device in her car. BEST THING I EVER DID IN MY LIFE! And also the worst. Low and behold, the faithful wife and mother was setting up a rendezvous with her coworker at a hotel room to polish his knob. All caught on tape. A week before our 29th wedding anniversary no less 🙁
When she got back home the next day I retrieved my recorder and was totally devastated by what I heard. Long story short, I lost it. I spent the next three days not eating or sleeping and growing more and more angry with each passing moment. I nearly committed suicide and I ended up threatening the scumbag that had the affair with my now ex wife and got arrested for the first time in my life at 48 years old. Still shoveling in the blue pills I tried everything to try and patch up my marriage, I’m not a quitter I agreed to counseling (something I swore I’d never do.) The day before Valentine’s day this year we have our final argument and I warned her that if she walked out on me and my son that she would not be coming back through the door. Out the door she went, never looked back. I swallowed my first red pill right then and there and said enough of this crap. I fought for what was rightfully mine and ended up keeping my house and nearly everything in it and my teenage son lives with me, we have cut almost all ties with that ungrateful wench and even my two daughters can’t stand her. My kids know the sacrifices and hard work that I did so that they could start out well in life. There is soooooo much more to my story but suffice to say, I’m a better man after all of this and I will never be mistreated and/or used by a splittail ever again. I take my red pill daily and I’m feeding my son the red pill as well so that he doesn’t end up in the same boat as me.
Less than a month after my divorce the little whore has gotten remarried to a different guy she has only known for a couple of months. I know that poor chump is in for a fleecing.
I guess some women have to go through their midlife crisis before they start riding the c~~~ carousel.
I’m know that I’m one of the rare instances of a guy coming out on top in the divorce and I’ll NEVER get married again, ever. I doubt my son ever will either.
You would have better luck finding the Loch Ness monster hanging out with Santa Claus and Elvis in El Dorado than finding a liberal with a lick of common sense or integrity.
Oldschool 2 years, 4 months ago.
