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So the other day I seen a post on here about beating up a pic of the other woman. I was going to reply to it, but to be honest I am to lazy today to go look for it.

Yesterday morning I printed out the only pic I have of the skank, a pic I took of her flipping me off while we walked with the band during a parade. 2 size 8x10 and 2 wallet sizes . I used one to clean up some dog shit and I taped one to a cardboard box. I then taped the wallets to the bottom of my hiking boots. Then I went and got my sons pellet gun and a knife. Went for a walk in the woods with everything. I shot her repeatedly with that gun, then I kicked the box around for a few mins, then I stabbed her, then kicked her around some more, then shot a few more rounds in her. I then took the knife and cut clear through her pic. All of this while I screamed at her, letting it all out. I then carried it back to the house. He was still asleep, so I laid it in the garage and waited. When he woke up I told him that I had done something this morning and it was in the garage if he wanted to look. He looked at it, pulled me to him and held me tight as I let out all the tears that I had been holding in while I ranted and "killed" her. He asked me if I felt better and I said, yes, yes I do. I then took it outside to our fire pit and lit it on fire.

I have to say that it DID make me feel better! I released most of the pent up rage that I had and honestly, I now feel that she is dead to us. The real test will be how I react the next time we run in to her, but until then I feel like a great weight has been lifted.

I always say that I took up photography because it is the only way I can shoot people and cut off their heads without getting in trouble.

ETA: DAMN, I think I may have entered the anger phase!

[This message edited by shatteredheart7 at 10:02 AM, September 6th (Friday)]

hahaha! amazing! I need to do this...

Although I am very doubtful that WBF would react to me doing that like your WS did.

He seems to be quite protective over his little whore.

Shattered....I could picture EVERYTHING you did like it was a movie right on my IPad.. Good for you. My revenge came when she was stupid enough to text me directly saying she had done nothing wrong and was not a bad person.....I think you get the picture of what I was able to text back. I was so shaken by her revelations, that I needed an IC session the next morning. I handed my phone to my IC and asked if I had made any sense and if this person now got my feelings on the issue.

He was amazed at how focused and articulate my responses were while knowing the rage I had for this women while I was texting. He said I did brilliantly but then also warned me to protect myself. Her responses showed her instability and delusion.

I felt so much better after getting that out of me. I had wanted to contact her but thought it best not to. If I ever had a chance for the two of us to enter a quiet room together and no one would notice if I was the only one who came back out I would certainly capitalize on this. Now I just laugh at her.

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Wow! The 'using her picture to clean up dog poo' really got me. If I wasn't so committed to absolutely NC, no pics or even rereading their old emails and whatnot, then I would have printed out a stack of pics and used them everytime I walked my dog. I've also fantasized printing out the emails and making a bonfire with them on top and roasting marshmellows...but again, I refuse to relapse. Too bad I wasn't this creative in the early days.

Yep me too. Put her pic on cheap ugly cake, stomped it destroyed it and cussed her. Then threw it. I did feel better too. Have to wait until next year to see if I feel better on her bday.... Yesterday, was my bday. I was triggering, not getting what I needed emotionally, and on pins and needles, afraid I was going to get depressed. Then I realized...... she is aware of MY bday. SHe was there for my Bday at company picnic. I hope she had a horrible day, feeling alone, and ugly.And rejected. I started to feel much better after that. She may have caused alot of damage, but she did not win. I am not talking about H. I am talking about my life and my existance.