“She accidentally left a two-minute-long voicemail of her and her secret boyfriend talking crap about me and how much happier she was with him. At the time, I was home with our kids, and I thought she was 1,800 miles away with her dying father. Two years later, we are divorced, and her father is still very much alive.”

"It was one of those instances where I was so mad that I was just kind of calm. I vaguely remember her trying to say stuff to me, and the dude looking at me kinda scared (I can only imagine I was giving him a 'I’m gonna kill you' look). I kinda just got them away from my car, got in, and drove away. Later on, my friends obviously asked why I never showed up and were pretty surprised when I explained what happened. I wish I had seen any red flags  (if there were any), because as far as I knew, we were both pretty happy with each other. I’ve moved on for sure, but I’d be lying if I said that didn’t mess me up for a while."

"Alas, they did not last, and I was harassed at all hours of the night and day by this woman from multiple phone numbers for a year, even after she knew I had ended things with my ex and moved out. This woman was also 20 years older than me, and not some young girl in puppy love. It’s been four years now, and now I’m in a loving, happy, healthy relationship, so life goes on eventually."

"Sara dropped me off at another friend's house while she went to talk to Alex. Alex denied everything, and they argued on their way to his house. I showed up a few minutes later, grabbed my suitcase, and headed out the door. Meanwhile, Alex started crying and begging me to stay, telling me that Sara was mental and obsessed with him, but that nothing was happening between them. No thanks, I was finished being lied to and gaslit. I spent the rest of my holiday at my friend's house and never saw either Alex or Sara again."

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