1. I took 7 shots of Jack Daniels and kicked him down a staircase.
“I took 7 shots of Jack Daniels and kicked him down a staircase.
I’ve made better decisions in my life.”
2. I punched him in the face with the diamond ring he had given me.
“I punched him in the face with the diamond ring he had given me. Pretty sure he still has the scar on his face and I still have the same anger issues.”
3. I went to visit him in jail just to laugh at him and tell him karma’s a bitch.
“Ex-boyfriend cheated on me, I found pictures in his phone (that’s how I found out), she got pregnant, he went to jail (illegally carrying guns or something), she miscarried, I went to visit him in jail just to laugh at him and tell him karma’s a bitch. never seen or talked to him again.”
4. I just shut down and dug a hole in a table with a knife.
“The first time, I was 17. He wanted me to break up with him so he didn’t have to cheat. I just shut down and dug a hole in a table with a knife. Fun. Next time, 19, I promptly cheated in return, and then felt horrible and cried. Next time, at 28, I came across a text on his phone, because it was constantly going off while I was trying to sleep and he was in the shower. I threw his phone at him in the shower. And then completely broke down. It was also NYE, and that was just adding to the horrible night. Most recent time, 31, it was one year after my mom died, he only stayed with me because she died, and he didn’t want to be ‘That guy.’ I went into a horrible depression and lost so much weight.”
5. I logged into his FB and posted pictures of him with a dildo in his ass.
“I woke him up. Fought him. Kicked him out of the house. His mom was super homophobic so I logged into his FB and posted pictures of him with a dildo in his ass and tagged her then changed the email and password on the account.”
6. I kicked in a windshield and got into a fistfight with my cheating boyfriend, resulting in popping off all my acrylic nails.
“I kicked in a windshield and got into a fistfight with my cheating boyfriend, resulting in popping off all my acrylic nails. Didn’t feel the pain until I got home. I think the rage had more to do with catching him in the act. Everybody remembers that night because I had to chase him down in four inch platforms. Ah, the 90s.”
7. Took more meds than I should to calm down.
“Got pissed, destroyed all of the cards I handmade for him, put all my things on my car, stole our 4 ferrets, took more meds than I should to calm down.
Then I went on a trip to a beautiful small town close to my hometown, where there are tons of amazing waterfalls nearby, and spent the weekend relaxing and trying to make sense of everything that happened.”
8. I immediately threw up.
“The asshole was stupid enough to save their chat conversations on my computer. One night when he was at a concert, I decided to look at his computer—something he agreed I could do whenever I wanted, as we had previously had trust issues over other stuff and he said he would change and that I could look through his computer whenever I wanted. I never had for almost a year. Now I believe he just told me that never expecting me to do it. There they were—chats going back over 8 months. Before Christmas, before his birthday, before Valentine’s Day, and before and after we got engaged. I immediately threw up, then packed my bag, plugged his computer into the charger so it wouldn’t die, left the chats still up and loaded on his laptop, and took my ring off and carefully placed it in the middle of the keyboard. Then I walked out.”
9. I cried every day for two months.
“A few months into our relationship I told him that if he ever cheated on me that he didn’t need to worry about me chasing after him, embarrassing him and the other girl in person/online. I told him that I’d just disappear and that second chances will never be an option for me.
10 months into the relationship, a friend tells me that he’s been cheating on me and I did exactly what I promised. I deleted every single trace of him from my life, wasn’t so hard since he didn’t really care almost, like he was glad I didn’t make a huge fuss about it. Which is okay, I never wanted to make a huge fuss because if I did I’m the one who’ll look crazy and he made his decision the moment he decided to cheat on me.
I’m not gonna lie, I cried every day for two months. It was tiring, I was in my 3rd year of med school when this happened and the stress plus this emotional strain was really taking its toll on me. I cried the moment I woke up, I cried in the shower, I cried walking home from school, I cried while laying on my bed begging for sleep. But one day, I realized ‘hey, I haven’t cried in 3 days,’ and that’s when I realized that little by little I was moving on. Now, when I look back I laugh and am made physically ill when I remember that I ever gave that POS that much time and energy.”
10. The rage and red-hot fury I felt inside at the humiliation did not show on the surface.
“The rage and red-hot fury I felt inside at the humiliation did not show on the surface. I just looked at him with a deadpan face, nodded and said ‘done.’ I feel like he would have won if I had lost my shit.
Then I bought him out of the house we shared and sent him back to his mums.
He’s still a pathetic loser, I got out in time!”
11. My eyes went blurry and I had ringing in my ears.
“Checked his phone.
He was sexting and sending intimate photos to one of my friends. She was reciprocating.
I didn’t intend to see anything. His phone was charging on top of the shelf in the bathroom, and after my shower after him, I had opened the unit to get a towel, and his phone fell to the floor. His phone doesn’t have a password, so when I must have touched the screen, it opened up onto WhatsApp, showing me much more than I wanted to see.
I tried to read what was going on, but my eyes went blurry and I had ringing in my ears. Almost like how you feel when you’re about to faint.
I walked upstairs to him, threw the phone next to him, and asked him to explain. He smiled, had a look, said it was nothing, and was pretty calm about the entire thing.
Was I insane? That’s the only thing I could think. Have I just imagined this?
I felt like I was going to be sick, and my legs weren’t going to hold out.
I ran down the stairs and just cried on the bed.”
12. It wasn’t until the day after that it began to sink in and all the sad feelings came rushing in.
“I caught him moments after it happened. I went into autopilot. My mind was still processing that I had been betrayed but my body was already in response. I remember walking away from him as he chased after me and all I was able to say was ‘get away from me, I never want to see you again.’ It wasn’t until the day after that it began to sink in and all the sad feelings came rushing in.”
13. I. FLIPPED. MY. SHIT.
“I. FLIPPED. MY. SHIT.
It was getting to stage of our relationship where he was just annoying me, we weren’t really getting on and I was planning on breaking up with him before I found out, so I wasn’t upset, just pure angry.
I returned all his stuff to him. Unfortunately a lot of them had suffered some natural ‘wear and tear’ like being dropped down the stairs. I took the laces out of his shoes. I swapped all the discs around in his computer games. I ‘forgot’ to give him several of the PlayStation cables. I put it all in the thinnest bin bag I could find, even though one of the things he left was a large gym bag that I all would have fit in. Yes, the bin bag split when he carried it.
I told all my friends what had happened, who were all his drinking buddies, who never spoke to him again.
I started texting him to spoil his favorite TV shows, knowing he streamed them illegally the day after they were shown because he worked nights.
I told him we could meet up and talk about it. I picked the most awkward place, took him about 2.5 hours on the train to get to. I obviously didn’t go, then when he texted and said he was there I turned my phone off.
Oh, and I told his ex, who he cheated on me with, because she didn’t know I existed, and she dumped him and blocked him too.
I’m not normally a petty person, but when I am I excel at it.”
14. I was so angry.
“I found out accidentally, he had been acting weird all day and was avoiding conversation. Later I said to him ‘just tell me, it’s not like you cheated on me or anything. Can’t be that bad’ and he just gave me this look, I was so angry. Broke up with him with a slap and then fucked around with his best friend for a while and it ruined their friendship.”
15. I just remember pain. An actual physical pain in my chest which surprised me.
“The first time, I was 16 and in ‘love.’ I don’t remember getting angry. I just remember pain. An actual physical pain in my chest which surprised me. I suddenly knew what people were talking about when they said their heart was broken. My next reaction was panic. He was my first boyfriend. Were we going to break up? Was I going to have to be single again? No other guy was ever going to find me attractive and I’d be single forever. So I stayed. I was worried that HE was going to break up with ME. Stayed together another year until I worked up the self-respect to leave when I caught him lying to me about drugs.
Apparently he never went anywhere in life and never really got over me, I think he never thought I’d actually leave. I worked on my self-esteem and am now happily married to a man I will never have any reason to not trust.
The second time I was created on by someone, I found out after the breakup that he had been sleeping with my male best friend. I laughed at that because of how self-righteous he had been about how wrong cheating was and how he would never do that. Then I went down to student health for a full STD panel and HIV test.”
16. I cried so hard.
“I cried so hard. I called our couples counselor (for the first time—I am not a smart woman) and set up an emergency session. My partner refused to talk about anything in therapy for months. I felt betrayed and it took me literal years to recover.”
17. I was livid to the point where I was calm.
“When I was younger and pregnant with my oldest, I walked in on my then boyfriend having a threesome. I was livid to the point where I was calm. I went into the living room and waiting for them to come out. I told them all to get out of the house when they finally left the room. I told my then boyfriend I’d bring his stuff to his parents’ place. Rented a U-Haul truck, folded up all of his clothes, packed up everything else and had friends help me.
I found out my late husband was cheating on me 14 months after he passed and it was devastating to me. I felt like our entire marriage was a lie. I cried for a few days and only wanted to know why? It’s very bittersweet when people remind me how great we were together and I get teary-eyed. I refuse to tell anyone what he did because I don’t want people to think differently of him. I’ve finally been able to let go of his stuff.”
18. I took his phone and hurled it at his face.
“Immediate: Calmly told him to leave, we’re done. When he begged is when I took his phone and hurled it at his face with a pitch that’d rival Aroldis Chapman’s. It missed his face by 2 inches (+/-) and shattered on the concrete wall behind him.
Several Hours Later: Knowing he’d be back for his stuff while I was at work the next day, I laid a $100 out for him to buy a phone because his ass was broke, I was the breadwinner and that was the only way he had contact with his family several states away. When I got home that night, the money was gone as were his things (and some of mine…whatever).
Years later: I found out that while cheating on me, he knocked up the girl he was cheating on me with. I’m not sure if they are still together (this was about 8-9 years ago) but I do know that he is no better off and his parents (who I still talk to from time to time because they were wonderful) still shell out $$ to help him out. He is about to be 30, by the way.
Meanwhile my husband and I plan out vacations centered around our mutual interests: billiards, gambling, kayaking and camping, and we’re in the process of selling our home to buy a bigger one on a bigger plot of land.
Blessing in disguise, honestly.”
19. I didn’t know how to make the sadness and pain stop.
“I was in Greece (from US) lying in the bottom bunk bed in a hostel, staring at the underside of the top bunk that had all sorts of messages from previous visitors when I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was wrong. I just knew that my BF of three years back home was cheating on me. He hadn’t answered any messages all day, which was strange, and he had mentioned he was going to a party with some work friends. My heart sank and I just knew something was going on right then and there at that party. I had been gone for 3 days and returned 7 days after that (gone a total of 10). When I got back, he kept ‘making jokes’ like, ‘what would you do if I cheated on you? Lol’ and being kind of distant and quiet.
This went on for several weeks until we went to a BBQ at a friend’s house. All his friends kept whispering and pointing from far enough away that I could tell something was up. BF got really drunk that afternoon so I agreed to drive home. While I was driving his manual car (I had just learned maybe a month before and this was my first time driving more than one block), he turns to me and blurts out ‘I cheated on you.’ All I could say in response was ‘I know.’ It was a very difficult drive home because I was trying to focus on driving while holding back tears so I could see and not kill us on the side of the mountain we lived at the foot of. At first I was just quiet and I think in partial denial and partially over it already since it happened that night I was in Greece and got that pit in my stomach several weeks prior.
Then it actually hit me and I started crying. I wanted so much for it to not be true because we were so in love, and he kept apologizing over and over and I wanted so much to believe him, but I didn’t know how to make the sadness and pain stop. He decided to break up with me because he felt like a piece of shit and thought I deserved someone better. I didn’t want anyone better, I wanted him and was willing to forgive him, but no. That hurt even more than the cheating.
Over that summer, I was very isolated from all my friends. We were all mutual friends at that point and one of mine was dating one of his which made it kind of awkward. Eventually all my friends took his side and stopped talking to me. (How the fuck anyone would side with the cheater over their own friend is beyond me. I still refuse to talk to them because their betrayal felt worse than his). Bf and I got back together at the end of that summer and dated for another year before I moved away after college and we couldn’t make long distance work. That time was mostly mutual. I still have a special place in my heart for him and want good things for him, but I’ve since found a guy who is my absolute perfect match and I couldn’t be happier.”
20. I was numb.
I just couldn’t believe it. It was a relatively new relationship and I thought he’d been acting a bit strange the past few days. I thought maybe he was going to break up with me and I was a mentally prepared for that. Never in a million year did I think he was gonna say he’d slept with someone else. The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. I was numb. He wanted me to say something. I asked who, I asked when, I asked where. it was just so surreal. I was in a foreign country in a new job, all my friends were his, I have never felt more lost.”
21. I ran outside barefoot at 2 AM and started walking in circles around my neighborhood.
“If I remember correctly I ran outside barefoot at 2 AM and started walking in circles around my neighborhood while he chased after me trying to calm me down.
Of course, followed by the ‘I messed up’ ‘I’m so sorry’s.’ I stupidly stayed for another three months until he broke up with me to be with her. Not that I actually got this as the reason. His friends were the ones who told me, which I am appreciative of.
She lives in Wisconsin, we live in Florida. Apparently when he was supposed to be at work he was driving to a city ~2 hours away to visit her when she was on vacation (:”
22. I pulled him out of his grandmother’s house and screamed and cried.
“Well, I was very young at the time, only 16. But he had been living with me on and off due to bad parents. At this point he was living with grandparents, I found out he had cheated on me on the way to his grandparents’ house to go bowling with friends for my birthday. I pulled him out of his grandmother’s house and screamed and cried, and I really just wanted to know why, and he wouldn’t tell me. I was an emotional teenager and overreacted I’m sure but I was so hateful that I made him cry and I still don’t know if I regret it.”
23. I grab my friend’s BB gun and proceeded to shoot him numerous times on his shirtless back while he is trying to pee in the bushes.
“I didn’t even tell him that I knew. He just came home one day to find all of his stuff in his van and new locks on the doors. Over the course of the next week he continuously attempted to contact me because he had no idea what he could have done wrong and I was cruel for doing this to him. I particularly enjoyed to voicemails of him promising through loud tearful sobs that he’d never love someone the way he loved me. Cut to the following week and we end up at the same party. He repeatedly tries to engage me in conversation and of course I start drinking like a fish. Finally, at the height of my intoxication, I’ve had enough. I grab my friend’s BB gun and proceeded to shoot him numerous times on his shirtless back while he is trying to pee in the bushes. From behind me my best friend yells, ‘She knows you cheated on her you p.o.s.’ The urine on his shorts coupled with the look on his face… priceless.”