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LOL. I don't consider it psychotic, but I DO consider what I did extremely vengeful.

About 2 weeks before I moved out, I suddenly became Miss Passionate, yes I did. I plastered a smile on my face and went down to his new business one night and surprised him, telling him I wanted to christen his new business - and that's exactly what we did. I made sure to move all over that place so that I'd touched just about every surface in it.

Then at home a couple nights later, I ambushed him and made sure to once again 'leave my mark' in virtually every spot I could possibly get in the course of the night.

LOL - there was nothing left untouched when I was done with him.

A week or so later on the morning I was moving out of his place, I secretly tucked a card into the top drawer of his nightstand. He never went in his nightstand and would never find it - but I knew his fat-ass OW would have her stalker nose in everything within 8 minutes of my moving out and that card was solely for her benefit, not his.

In the card, I told him that even though we weren't able to make it as a couple, these last few days had been a blast, going at it like jack-rabbits and what-not. I then proceeded to mention how much fun it had been for us and I listed everywhere we'd touched - all over his new business office, on top of his parked motorcycle (yup, even there!!) all the kitchen counters and all the other rooms and surfaces we managed to hit all over his house. Literally, she wasn't going to be able to touch a THING without knowing my butt had been there recently.

I finished the card off by saying even though we weren't so great as a couple, these last few nights sure had been off the charts and since I'd touched just about surface at his work and home, it would probably be a long time before he'd see them normally again. Yeah, I laid it on thick.

Sure enough, within 2 days, he was whining and crying on the phone to me that she'd found a card I'd left for him in his nightstand and I acted very indignant, telling him she had some nerve digging through his stuff and opening a very private card I'd left JUST for him! Hmmmpf!!

She's a true psycho so she was going looney on him and the ex was ready to rip off his own eyelids and feed them to the wolverines.

Yeah, that was just too much fun. Like shooting fish in a barrel.

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[This message edited by NeverAgain2013 at 11:14 AM, May 29th (Thursday)]

Awesome questions!! Oh the crazy things I've done that if you had told me I would do before the shitstorm that is my life erupted I would never have believed you...

My all time favourite was a few weeks after I found out, I had too much to drink (duh!) and emailed the OW photos off of my iPhone of all the lives she's ruined. One of them was a photo of my mother's head, post brain surgery which was HIDEOUS. Still...my girl friends made me laugh when they said, well, thank God she hadn't had a hysterectomy....The other pictures were of the kids etc...The next day my husband said he got a text from her (the second and last text to my knowledge) where she accused me of being abusive and threatening. I wasn't technically threatening...

Other random things like hiding my husband's passport, crushing his sunglasses, throwing away his favourite cork-screw. It did take me days to recall where I had put the passport...

Good times as the Mayor of Crazy Town I say! Bring them on!

When packing up his stuff, I got all the extra school photos of the kids I could find and inserted them into his porn magazines. Also packed for him anything I didn't want anymore, including the trash. - This was fun.

Burned our Decorative marriage license. Left all the wedding photos and the cross stitched "wedding announcement" I made in the house when I moved out. - This was cathartic.

And the common, tracked him on cell phone GPS, called every number his cell had called trying to find Craig List OW's number. - This was miserable.

Then I truly went psychotic and checked myself into the hospital so I wouldn't carryout my plan to become a widow. - This was hell, but very necessary.

Then I truly went psychotic and checked myself into the hospital so I wouldn't carryout my plan to become a widow. - This was hell, but very necessary.

omg!

Then I truly went psychotic and checked myself into the hospital so I wouldn't carryout my plan to become a widow. - This was hell, but very necessary

Me too. It was the smartest decision that I have ever made.

Oh man, this is so refreshing to read and know I'm not the only one!!! I had an up close video of my WH jacking off. His face is off screen but you can here him talking about how he wants to 'throw you down and fxck u up the xss".

He owns his own company, i used keylogger software to hack the account and got the contacts for every one of his customers. I drafted a fake email as if he were gay to send to all of the construction companies and home owners he has done business with. Thankfully, a very strong and caring friend talked me out of it just in time!

Several times, I put on a sort of disguise & borrowed a non-descript car, & parked in the parking lot where they work. I watched OW with binoculars, so I could get a really good look at her. I also would follow her or WH at lunchtime, or check on the restaurants that I knew they liked to go to.

Good thing I did, because I did actually catch them having lunch together twice, after Dday, when WH was insisting there was no contact.

I also put a VAR in WH's car, but was never able to find out much with that.

I also would drive to his IC, during his session, & search his car---I did find more evidence by doing that.

[This message edited by mchercheur at 12:04 PM, May 29th (Thursday)]

Oh, almost forgot...only thing I regret (because I do not consider tracking software, GPS, VARs, etc crazy...just good common sense!) but on the crazy side, I did dissolve an Ambien in his beer one night to make sure he was knocked out while I went through his crap. Not so proud of that, although he had 'borrowed' them before, it could have ended very badly...not my finest moment!

[This message edited by MakingMyFuture at 12:15 PM, May 29th (Thursday)]

Not my psychotic story but an interesting one that I never had the balls to do. A friend of mine served up some alpo spaghetti for her ws I thought about it but knew I couldn't watch my ws eat dog food, I prob wouldn't have dove across the table and grabbed his fork first. Sometimes.I wish.I had a psycho streak in me.

Well besides burning all our wedding pictures in a bonfire during major snowstorm while I consumed too much wine. in my nightgown.....and attepting to burn HWH's 1973 rickenbacker guitar.

I spent a week searching for plane seating manifests to see if OW number 123 had visited him in MB. The dept of home security didn't like that.

Also creating a fake email very simlar to OW's to catch him..it worked. DDay 3.

These have been refreshing to read to know that we're not alone in our crazed times. I had to be talked down about creating a craigslist ad for the OW with the graphic photos she had emailed men of herself and including all her personal contact info. I backed off when I realized I could go to jail for that. Not worth it!!

However, I still consider posting "Men Wanted" flyers all over the county that instruct them to go to her physical address for a good time....

Oh I am enjoying this and they have made me feel so much better about my own small revenges!

I have burnt stuff...a lot of stuff...piles of clothes, bedding, beds, chairs, sofa, cards, gifts, letters, scarves etc. I never said a word just had a HUGE bonfire.

I then smashed and trashed key rings and other tawdry momentos.

I did such a good job over time that when my WH found two items when we moved house he smashed one and burnt the other...all without saying a word!

And yes I considered all the other stuff but the bunny boiler was so insane she made me look like Julie Andrews!

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

Thanks. I know that now! At the time, though, I was in the middle of two weeks without any sleep and a little more than a month without eating anything and I wasn't my usual rational self. I really took her blame shifting to heart because I felt like I could save my marriage (to a cold, unfeeling, empathy lacking, selfish, terrible person) if only I would do things like fold the laundry RIGHT when the buzzer on the dryer went off instead of waiting an hour and letting things get a little bit wrinkly, or do the dishes every night instead of every other night. That's why it was so insane. My ex was objectively pretty horrible to me and my self-esteem was so shot and I was so codependent that I thought I deserved it.

I'm much better now.

[This message edited by h0peless at 5:43 PM, May 29th (Thursday)]

Not psychotic because I didn't want to go to jail over him and her but

I was the kind of person who would order water in a bar. Never tried beer until 2012 after the divorce. I don't like red wine and I tolerate blush wine and mixed drinks.

The one thing I DID discover while married to him was ICE WINE. I LOVED ICE WINE. For those of you who don't know about this delicacy, it comes in a bottle smaller than a standard wine bottle and is WAY FREAKING EXPENSIVE. Not something a non rich person can keep consuming. On a vacation, we bought a bottle that cost over $100 to consume on a very SPECIAL occasion.

Fast forward 2008, he pissed me off and hurt me for the 11 millionth time in 60 days since I found out about his dalliance. The cruelty was unbearable. I slammed the phone done and grabbed bottle and drank the whole thing. He was PISSED.

[This message edited by Guinness23 at 7:25 AM, May 31st (Saturday)]

I found out my x (h at the time) was emailing the OW through myspace. I read the emails, but there was no way to mark unread, and I wanted to test him.

I set up another myspace profile. Identical to hers. Same profile, same photos, same stupid "about me" surveys. My kids were still little enough for nap time back then.

I copied the email, then deleted it from his inbox. Pasted it in my fake profile, resent it. They emailed each other through me for a couple months. I found a lot of stuff out. He never did know how I knew everything I knew.

I changed all his dating profiles to say he was looking for men for one night stands.

I changed the computer password to "WeatherlyMarriedAnAsshole" and wouldn't tell him how to change it.

He held me down one night, wouldn't let me up. I tried very hard to kick out the bedroom window so the neighbors would hear me scream. Not worrying about the damage that might do to me.

Finally, when he actually left, I sent him with most our wedding pictures, and a folder I had of bullshit love letters he'd written me. At the top of each one I wrote something like "I never deserved any of this, you say so yourself right here. I'm awesome." (Last I knew, he still had the folder, oddly enough)

Looking back now, I realize, I should have just left his ass. And, I know he uses all of it as justification for his bullshit. But, at the time it all seemed perfectly reasonable to a 22 yr old practically newly wed.

I am so glad I am not alone

I think my psycho one was parking down the street from her apt & watching her for 2 days with no sleep.

Next was marking his tires with chaulk when he got home then checking in the morning to see if he snuck out.

I had a friend do a fake FB and "watch" her for 3 months.

This Post Is AWESOME!!!!!

I am so glad that all of my out of control thoughts for retribution are "normal".

I have a file with every email the Bunny Boiler sent to my fWH. She was stupid enough to even send some of these emails to me, trying to sabotage my relationship with my fWH. In one email, it had a chain that pretty much gave a timeline of her dating and having men live in her house before she was divorced from her now XH. She was emailing and sleeping with a few other men besides my H, from 2008 to 2010. She didn't get divorced until 2010. I think she was trying to send a portion of the email where my H was bad-mouthing me. However, in the chain was all of the other "relationship details" that incriminated her being unfaithful and lying in their court proceedings! I sent all of those emails to her XH so he could take her back to court and gain custody of their children. I sent her X all of the "I'm suicidal" emails she sent my fWH so he could solidify his case against her unstable mental state and lifestyle. I sent the pictures of her sticking out her stomach pretending to be pregnant and the ultrasound picture she sent to me, trying again to sabotage my marriage. Her ex told me that the ultrasound she sent was her sisters youngest child!!!!

I'm not sure how their custody hearing went, but I do know that her X told me that she foreclosed on their house. And then she moved in to a rental home with a dude she had only known for a couple months. Karma, Karma, Karma!!!!!

LOL you guys make me feel so much better, though maybe not creative, I thought I was so clever and crazy with my little antics, but I see it was kids play! Hats of to You!

Ok, I'll share...

OW is on an "amateur" picture sharing site. That is where WH started talking to her and his A began. OW has a thread where she shares her pictures and these men (and women) comment on them, telling her how amazing she is and all the ways they want to F her...

I created a login (male) and started posting about how hot she is and that by looking at her older pictures, it's apparent that she's gained weight recently and it's so hot. When her admirers tried to make her feel better, I commented about the recent pictures and pointed out how amazing her double chin was in one pic, and how hot her stretch marks were in another one. And ok, I also told her that the way her @$$ cheeks sagged between her thighs was totally hot.

She deleted all the pictures I pointed out. She also commented that now she was conflicted, because others had told her she's lost weight recently (I usually use a scale, guess I'm weird).

So there it is, I trolled her and it was great. I'll probably do it again. It felt great and I didn't need any xanax!

So... I set up a male account on a message board he frequented... and was his "buddy". He cried on my shoulder about having to choose between me and EAP... I gave him advice on how to save his marriage from the books I was reading and here, after I pointed out all of the fantasy of this A...