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I'm curious. What is the most insane thing the A has made you do?

I once set up a fake email, so that I could create a fake Facebook profile. I stole a few images of an attractive young 20-something, and generated a fake person out of mid-air. She had a backstory, an alma mater. She was a bartender at a pub that she knew he'd once visited. She attempted to start a dialogue with AP, in hopes that it would become inappropriate. She'd planned on taking screenshots and displaying them to the girl he started dating when WW stopped talking to him, just to fuck his life up a little.

I just referred to myself in the feminine 3rd person. The fuck?

Yes. It was sick. I was sick, and I stopped myself before it got to that point. But looking back, it's almost comical now. Anybody else ever do anything so bat-shit crazy?

I hacked all of her passwords and monitored her email accounts, including the three secret ones I found because she was smart enough to link one of them to her primary and the other two to the first secret account. I created a spreadsheet to track the amount of time they spent on the phone together and the number of texts they sent. I paid perfectly good money for a 30 day subscription to an Internet service that helped me figure out where her new dad lived. I rode my motorcycle through his neighborhood at 2 in the morning. I have no idea why.

I suppose the craziest thing I did was to wait for her to snap out of it and see the error of her ways. She had already thrown me away with less regard than a loaf of moldy bread and I was insane enough to think that what I thought we shared meant anything to her at all.

I burned my wedding dress and shoes in an apartment complex parking lot.

Ha I made a fake fbk too. It was a good looking guy with a really cool job. I found out what high school ow went to and made it his too, hoping she would want to be my friend.

Didn't work, guess my ws is all the man she needed.

She didn't deserve you anyway, h0peless. :/

I just referred to myself in the feminine 3rd person. The fuck?

I just laughed out loud!!

I once spent an entire week researching the email address of every religious and community body in DDOWs hometown (she was Indian) and every director and executive in her multinational company (including the wife of her manager). I crafted a seriously damaging email which I was going to send. I gave myself a week or two to think it over because I realised I was making her way too important.

I had the email sitting in my draft folder for several months. Deleting it felt so much better than crafting it.

I also had fantasies of papering the street his office is in outing him as a lying, cheating, fraudster with Genital Herpes (he's senior management and has worked there for 25 years). That one made me smile for ages.

I decided against it because I realised I was making him way too important.

Plus I didn't want anyone to think I was fighting for that guy. If you knew me IRL you'd know everyone expected me cut his dick off, set it alight and decorate my front door with it.

It's so weird to do/think crazy shit when you're aware that you're doing/thinking crazy shit. I was acutely aware I was acting like a crazy person. It wasn't funny at the time but I laugh my arse off about it now.

p.s: a little heads up for the in-house S Waywards - keep your toothbrush on your person at all times lest weird shit happens. Just sayin'.

[This message edited by SBB at 12:41 AM, May 29th (Thursday)]

h0peless, I did everything you did-word for word. I don't think it was psychotic at all

The toothbrush sent me over the edge with laughter...omg.

I washed the toilet bowl with shitlickers toothbrush. I filled her box of tampons with water and put it back under MY FN vanity. I threw her clothes out. Three times.

I wish I had been as creative as you sweethearts..ahahahahaa

Oh geez, do I have a TON of those and I'm not proud of them. Here we go...

- Stayed home from work one day on her day off. I pretended to leave but drove around the block. Once she left to take the kids to school, I got back in the house and waited for her to get home. I then listened to her on the phone to see if she was talking to OM. Even took my pants off so she wouldn't hear them as I was creeping around this house. I remained undetected for about 3 hours until I stumbled over something in the hall.

- During our same house separation, I used to not be able to sleep when she was awake. I would often go into the closet of the room next to hers and listen to her with my ear against the wall. Again, because I thought she was talking to OM.

- Once set up a spare cell in her room to act as a camera using the video chat app that she liked. It was short term and I only got about 30 minutes of live feed.

- Hacked all email and apps. What passwords I couldn't find written down, I obtained through keystroke logger or the "I forgot my password" option on the app or website.

- Set up an audit log on my router to capture all wi fi traffic in my house.

- Performed a deep recovery on my computer and browsed through THOUSANDS of jpgs.

- Created fake OM and random profiles and even had friends approach her online.

- I used to sneak in her room when she was sleeping to grab her cell. She always had it locked, but I was able to use Dr Fone to "recover" the contents on a few occasions.

- Sat outside her window one night just watching her do her nails through a small divide between the window ledge and the blinds. Her door was actually open and I knew she was just trying to be alone. I just wanted to see her.

- I used to document positions of certain items in her room or around the house to see when they were moved or interacted with. Items like her "toys", perfume, laptop, car keys, my journal, her journal,etc.

I have others that are just too embarrassing to post or that she doesn't already know about.

[This message edited by No12turn2 at 8:37 AM, May 29th (Thursday)]

I just referred to myself in the feminine 3rd person. The fuck?

I randomly burned some of his stuff in the fireplace. Then acted innocent when he kept asking "what happened to that fishing t-shirt? Have you seen my jogging pants?" I don't even know why I did that.

Most recently, I used his fb password and refriended the old suspect howorker and had made him unfriend last year, watching for her to initiate communication. She did not. I blocked her after watching for 4 months. I hate that she thinks HE is the one who friended her, but she's the stupid one. I like knowing that she probably got all flattered that he friended her again, knowing I didn't like her, and I like knowing that she has no idea it wasn't even him and then when he finally discovered her in his friend list he immediately told me and said he didn't want her on there (he is pretty clueless about how fb works) . Call me crazy *shrug*.

I once noticed last year he had had sent a different coworker what I viewed as a too friendly fb message (kind of a "wanna hang out sometime?" type of thing). I didn't want to tip him off that I had his fb pw, so I called him up and told him the coworker had forwarded me his messages to let me know, and that he "underestimated the sisterhood"

OMG I'm literally laughing out loud right now. He totally seemed to fall for it, felt totally stupid, went into work the next day telling everyone that his exwife had probably hacked his fb account and that he did not want any of them to think he was acting inappropriately (this is the same shit he told me, but I was like "whatever liar"). fucking hilarious

[This message edited by OutoftheDeep at 8:46 AM, May 29th (Thursday)]

1. I also set up a fake facebook - 3 actually - and tried to bait my H (early stages of R)

2. I found out OW's email address and added a number to it (that way I was able to activate a very similar address!) and emailed him to see if he would respond to "her". He called me and said, "Babe, she emailed me. How do you want me to handle this? I want to delete it and forget about her."

3. Installed a device on his phone that would track all ingoing and outgoing texts and phone numbers - even if he deleted it from his phone it would get sent to my account and I could view it online.

I considered creating a fake cheaters romance website, and then renting billboard space by the OM's work and using a risqué image of him in a fake ad for the fake site so he and all of his coworkers would see it every day they went to and from work.

I didn't do any of those things, but I weighed the pros and cons for a disturbingly long time. In the end I decided it was best to not make decisions while angry.

it's not that crazy in the scheme of things, but I wiped the hard drive clean on his work computer. He was NOT happy. Too bad, so sad.

Oh I forgot, I threw his cell phone and porn magazines in the river in the middle of the night. This required me to drive to a bridge, park, get out, walk to the edge, and toss his shit over.

I came back and told him what I did. He really better stop messing with me Now he constantly jokes about the fish having his cell phone.

Yeah. I'm not the only looney tune out there.

I have made 2 fake FB accounts. The OW won't bite and accept my friend requests though. Actually thought about trying to make another fake one as my WH and try friending her that way. I feel I am so desperate to know what is going on with this whore. I want to read sad things on her page about how miserable she is. I think I'm losing my brain.

Of course I also posted her on an out the cheater type of site. That felt good.

I was also thinking about taking out an ad in her local paper about what she is. Of course only writing and using stuff I have direct knowledge and proof of. Thanks to her I do have all the texts.

Should I do that???

WOW, I feel truly psychotic. lol

Only wish I could have retained some control during those times. It was like trying to tell a toddler not to touch himself.

was also thinking about taking out an ad in her local paper about what she is. Of course only writing and using stuff I have direct knowledge and proof of. Thanks to her I do have all the texts.

Should I do that???

NO, definitely don't do that. It will make you look crazy and may set you up for some sort of legal trouble. Instead of that, out her to her BH or anyone else that may matter, like her boss if she was using company time to email your WH and things like that. And spend the money that you would have spent on an ad on yourself.

There are plenty of ways to get shadowy revenge without exposing yourself to problems. And that type of revenge is the worst for these OP jerks. For instance, I found out OW in my first marriage had several court cases against her in another state, each in the amount of several thousand dollars. I called up each plaintiff, and gave them all of her current info. I call it death by a thousand papercuts.

These are funny.

I just can't believe I hired a PI to spy on my husband. I mean, who does that?

I hacked his email (this is the sane part), read a message in which MCOW spun some crappy romantic story about his unusual ring (it was MY ring, he liked it, wore it all the time, I *thought* it was this cool connection between us) and his beautiful hands (barf), grabbed the ring when he took it off to do yardwork, stuck it in my sock drawer, said nothing. Watched him for weeks searching madly for the ring, said nothing. Finally he asks me if I've seen the ring. Wasn't it on the dresser? I asked? Yes, he says, getting panicky. You lost it? I said, very hurt, the ring that was mine and I loved how you wore my ring all the time? Laid it on thick.

Helped him look for it. Blamed the cat. He spends time every weekend for the next YEAR looking for the ring. Empties every drawer, moves all the furniture, etc. throughout the entire house. Every so often, I help him look.

Two years later, on Valentines day, I give him the ring (DDay was right after valentines, he got me NOTHING that year, what a doosh). Told him I found it under the washing machine. Blamed the cat. He went on and on about how was that possible, the cat never went out to the garage. Just looked at him and said, well, here it is now!

I also borrowed his office key very early one morning, went to his office, found a book she had given him, brought back the key, went out and hacked the book with an axe, then burned it.

Ahhhhhh! That was really satisfying!

After dday I found that OM had given WW the book *bridges in madison county*. I found the book on our book shelf and tore it up then burnt it in the back yard.

I also found a glass rose he gave her which I smashed.

After finding out they had sex in our bed I made my WW go out with me and we bought a new bed including a new frame. We got new sheets and pillows.

OM gave my youngest son a PC he had put together himself. I accidently destroyed it with a sledge hammer.

I created a fake email using OMs name and tried emailing WW.

I put spy ware on our home pc. Got her password. and copied all her emails she had saved from OM. then deleted her copy.

a psychotic t/j.

after dday I asked WW why she wanted to stay with me rather than OM.

her answer was *of course I dont want to stay with him.. he is a cheater!*

psychotic runs both ways it seems.