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An Open Letter to the Wife of the Man Who Sexually Assaulted Me… I used to consider you a friend. You supported me and I idolized you. After your husband sexually assaulted me I truly struggled with how to tell you. I was afraid I would lose your friendship. I was afraid you wouldn’t believe me. I thought I did something wrong. I thought I was being a good friend when I told you the truth. I was wrong. I was wrong think you were a strong woman. A strong woman would not blame a victim. You knew he was creepy when he stalked me in the bathroom. I told him to leave me alone. You told him to leave me alone. You still blamed me. Blamed me that he forced himself on me. You listened to his lies. I have a son too. I would never let my son’s father do what you excused your husband for doing because he also told me I wasn’t the first. Your husband is a pathetic excuse of a man and you’re just as bad. You condone his behavior. I realize now how pathetic I was to idolize someone so weak. I’m stronger and better now. I feel sorry for you that you are married to a man who has no respect for you or your child. Keep living in your dream world. You think you are making a difference but you are a cliche. I should have pressed charges…

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So the other day I was leaving work headed out to grab some lunch and my boyfriends new truck drives right by me in the next lane over. At first I thought he was just messing with me, maybe he had seen me pull out of the parking lot on his way to surprise me or something sweet like that. Little did I know this was gonna be a whole different kinda surprise. So I start to speed up and try to get next to him expecting for him to roll his stupid tinted windows down and say something cute but when I get next to him… nothin. Not a peep, not a crack, not an inch. Those windows stayed tightly shut, and that cabin amerced in darkness. So now I’m thinking to myself, “Relax CRAZY… it’s probably not even his truck”, so I fall back thinking it’s just someone else. Pretty sure Ford made more than ONE F-150 in 2018… so the truck starts to drive past me again when to my surprise I get an alert on my iphone, and what do ya know, it’s my boyfriends New Truck asking me if I want to re-join it’s Mobile WiFi HotSpot Network, how exciting!!!… and f**k yes I want to join this sh*t. Count me in… at this point I know something is up. I have been driving next to my boyfriends truck now for like 5 miles and this MF has completely ignored me driving next to him???? No no no, something is definitelty up. I immediately start thinking there’s obviously gotta be someone in that truck that he doesn’t want me to see, he can’t be that spaced out running errands on the other side of town. So I go full psycho stalker b*tch and pull behind him and start following him. I wanna see where this MF is going, and low key in the back of my mind I’m still thinking he’s just f**king with me. So we’re driving, and driving, and I start to notice this dude is like headed out of town or something cause we get on the highway and start to drive up past the north side of town (AKA The FUN PART of Town) and THAT’S when he starts to exit the freeway. I have no FN clue what he’s doing out here, I’m definitely gonna be late getting back to work, but at this point IDGAF. I’m all in and the fact that he has no idea that I’ve been following him this whole time is priceless. As he exits the highway headed into “THE FUN PART” this dude pulls right up to the local strip joint and starts to pull around back. At this point I couldn’t possibly be more weirded out and either this is the biggest joke he’s ever played on me or my boyfriend is literally pullin up to the strip club at 1 o’clock in the afternoon, full early bird special type sh*t. I put my car in park and decide that I am officially done with this game and I want to know WTF is really happening. My boyfriend and I have been together for almost four years and never once have I seen him step foot inside a strip club. The only time (that I know of) was when my a$$ dragged him to one a few years ago on a Vegas trip after  a few too many WHEEL OF FORTUNE BIG SPINS w/VODKA CRANBERRY chasers… and even that wasn’t easy. I start calling his phone and no answer. I try again and this time it goes straight to voicemail. I send him a text and ask him what he’s doing, curious to see how far this thing will go… no response. As I’m about to walk right up into this Strip Joint in full Calvin Klein pant suit business attire I see his truck pulling out of the parking lot and he’s got his window down this time… only it’s not him. It’s some THOT, Home Wrecker, Sally Jo Pole Dancer headed out of this strip club, window down, cigarette lit, big hair flying all over the place, Pu$$Y Glitter Poppin… and SHE drives by lookin RIGHT AT ME, in my mans Truck!! Hell 2 the NO. I pull out and start after this trick, trying to keep my cool, thinking as soon as this chick hits a red light I’m gonna get out of my car and pull this chicks nappy A$$ head right out that truck window, one extension at a time. Right as I’m about to beat the class onto this B*tch I get a text from my guy saying he’s at his “friends” house waiting for “HIS friends Girlfriend” to get back with his truck. When I asked him wtf some chick was doing driving around in his brand new truck… he said that they were working on his buddies car and this chick needed to go by her work and pick up her paycheck… SMH. Well good for you make that money girl, just don’t use my boyfriend to do it. This so called friend of my boyfriend is a total douchebag that he hasn’t hung out with in years, so whether or not he really is banging some stripper is anyones guess. I wouldn’t put it past him, definitely his kind of “Clientele”, I just wanna make sure my boyfriend isn’t one of them. Not sure yet the jury is still out on this one. Though I Keep telling him I’m dying to meet this new “friend” of theirs and I’m keeping my schedule WIDE OPEN for any upcoming double dates or Main Stage Appearances she might want our support for. I don’t know what to believe TBH. This D Bag friend of my boyfriends is the type that would go along with some BS cover story just to have “his boy’s” back. I looked this chick up on Facebook and there was definitely some interaction with my boyfriend and her a few weeks ago around the time I saw her in his truck, before he knew, that I knew, WHAT WAS UP. Then a few nights ago I had go into CVS at like 2am and guess who I run into… you guessed it, Little Miss Tiny Dancer roaming the ilses “spracked” TF out. Literally ran up to me and started talking to me like we were best friends that hadn’t seen each other since grade school. She was definitely on something, this chick would not shut up. I tried talking to her about what TF was really going on but the B*tch would not stop talking and to be honest with you… CVS at 2 am doesn’t exactly put me in a “Chatty Cathy” type mood. Barely said two words to her and to this day have no clue what she was talking to me about all I know is that she was really excited about it and wouldn’t stop until she showed me every article of makeup she was purchasing. Once again, good for you girl, just do less… like way less… like the least… next to nothing actually…. Fk it just do nothing. We might wall be better off. My boyfriend has been sober for 6 1/2 years and if he is partying with this girl… the whole thing starts to make a little bit more sense. He has been acting kinda weird lately on top of everything else. Always up way too early… a little too “on top of things” if you know what I mean. If that’s the case then I will be there and support him in whatever way he needs me too as long as this Trifflin-Two-Step-Stripper was never in the picture. His friend hasn’t lived a sober day in his entire life so I know he’s partying with her. Either way I wish she would just be straight up about the whole thing. If I was messing with some dude and I found out he had a chick I sure as sh*t wouldn’t be co-signing his BS and spreading his lies for him. I would Woman TF up and tell that girl what her dude was up to right to her face, if given the opportunity. It’s so wrong on so many levels to help these guys get away with such deceit and betrayal. Why can’t these chicks ever do that and just come clean and have a girls back??? I know your out there, all you Home Wreckers LOVE to go on this Website and read about yourselves and the live’s you try to ruin… well listen up SWIM FAN, if your reading this and your a home wrecker, or at risk of becoming one, do yourself a favor and just back TF away from that situation as quickly and honestly as possible. Nobody is ever going to win in that scenario. Not you, not him, nobody. You may think you are winning the guy but the whole relationship is predicated upon some foul a$$ deciet that you’ll never loose the tarnish of. You are never going to be able to have a meaningful relationship with that person when the entire foundation is built upon careless acts of betrayal and mistrust.

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So my husband and I have been legally separated for a year and a half now, and recently he actually had the audacity to give me an ultimatum. He told me that unless I let him move back in he wants a legal divorce and the right to see other people. I told him that he could see all the people he wanted to but he thinks I would use that against him in court if he did. He said that he misses his wife and wants to come home and be a family again. I’m just wondering… is there anyone out there that has actually been through this… a husband having an affair, and stayed together with it actually working out? I mean is it even possible? I don’t know how I could ever really learn to trust him again, then again I’m not quite sure I want him to be with someone else either. I mean, I love my husband and I can understand in a way where he’s coming from. He deserves to live his life and if I’m not willing to try and work things out and live that life with him, he should be free to find someone else. I just find it ironic that he has such a problem dating someone else while we’re separated, considering he had no problem having an affair with some hooker at his gym while we were married. Also, when I say hooker, I literally mean hooker. This woman, if you can call her that happened to have a thing for personal fitness and saw my husband as a perfect target for her ongoing physical enterprise. Surprised me… I thought hookers where more into doing drugs than doing squats… probably both for this home wrecker. When I confronted my husband about these weekly atm withdrawls he confessed everything… didn’t take a genius to figure it out, I mean he would always go to the atm on the same night he went to the gym. It was clear as day something was going on and he was just using the gym as an excuse to come home “dirty”. To my surprise he actually was going to the gym, only she was too. Afterwards they would meet in the parking lot, or even the locker room jacuzzis and saunas… so gross. On top of that my husband wasn’t the only client she was seeing at that gym. Sometimes she would see up to 3 or 4 “clients” in one night at that particular gym. My husband was just another middle aged idiot that fell into her whole gym sex scheme. Wow, I haven’t actually spoken about this in a long time and am just now being reminded of why we separated in the first place. This all happened over a year ago but typing these words and talking about it now makes all those emotions come up like it was yesterday. I don’t know if I am really ready to try again with him. I’m still so shocked and hurt that he could even do this to us and our marriage. Deep down I know my husband is a decent man that just got caught up in an indecent situation. By a professional none the less… my foolish simpleminded husband never stood a chance.

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I don’t know about you, but I had vows in my wedding ceremony and those words “Till death do us part…” yeah I’m sorry, I actually meant every last one of them. I’m not a L O S E R (>spelled correctly BTW<) for trying to do so and not letting some THOT HOME WRECKER swoop in and try to steal my husband away from me. All because she wants a new sugar daddy this week… I don’t think so b*tch. Now I am only speaking for myself of course as I don’t know what anyone else’s particular situation is, but those of you who have actually fought for a marriage in your life instead of just running away from one will know, it’s not easy, and when that woman is out of the picture and you get your husband back… it most definitely feels like a WIN. A bitter, painful win, but a win none the less. My husband had an affair off and on for almost 4 1/2 years, and we struggled like hell to make it work. We separted, we got back together, we fought, we went to therapy, we fought in therapy, we did it all. I don’t know how you fix something that can seem so completely broken, but one thing I do know is we never gave up on each other, our marriage, and the love we felt for each other when we said those vows. I was lucky, my husband fought like hell to keep me and had his own battles with that… let me tell you. I am not saying that you should just lay down like a dog and put up with lies, betrayal and deceit… what I’m saying is you just don’t give up on someone that you love and you care about. I also happened to know my HOME WRECKER quite personally, AS SHE DID ME… and she was a total nut job that was able to manipulate my husband into thinking she was everything he DIDN’T have in me… miss perfect. Well she was far from perfect. My husband had to learn the hard way and not only almost lost his wife, but he almost lost his business and his livelyhood. She worked for him as an employee so when he decided that enough was enough and he was going to tell me end it with her, she threatened him with legal action because legally as her boss that made the whole affair sexual harassment… she also had multiple promotions and raises over the course of their affair and her employment so it made her whole version of events, that “she was being pressured into having sex” with my husband for workplace advancement, all that more credible. Wouldn’t that technically make you a hooker if you actually did the favors for said advancement…??? IDK, just my thoughts, I guess in the eyes of the law it’s completely legal to be a hooker as long as you punch in and out with a time card everyday… crazy but true. During this whole time when my husband was going through the “OMG I can’t believe she’s actually doing this to me” phase, and the revelation of this tramp “Not being who he thought she was” settled in, I was there for him, helping him get through it, supporting him the way way a wife should when their partner has made the biggest mistake in their life and regretted every minute of it. He also told me how difficult and trapped she made him feel once it had started, and how if he only knew how I would deal with it, how I would stay with him and not give up on him or walk out on him he would have ended it years earlier. Half of the time the whole thing was being perpetrated out of fear and to know now that I would have stayed and helped him get through it, made him feel that much dumber… and that much worse.

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I am so sick of all these women on this site bragging about how they got their Home Wrecking P.O.S. husband back from their Home Wrecking P.O.S. girlfriends. Give me a break… so proud that your husband was just banging some broad and only using her for sex… yeah no sh*t Sherlock, what else do you think he’d be looking for in another woman, that super tight emotional connection??? Someone to share their feelings with??? Supper Club? >NO< The answer is NONE OF THE ABOVE. They just want someone to bang. PERIOD. Acting like you just won the marital lottery because your husband doesn’t want anything to do with some random chick anymore doesn’t make you a winner… IT MAKES YOU A LOSER. Plain and simple. Then to try and go on a public forum like this and shame that woman for an affair YOUR HUSBAND perpetrated is just LAME AF. Don’t get me wrong, they deserve to be on here, believe me, but do you really think that B*tch cares what you think… She walks around town with all the satisfaction, trust me. She had nothing to loose in the situation… YOU DID. What you should be doing is bragging about how you’re taking your cheating, disgusting a$$ adulterine husband to the cleaners in divorce court next week. Anything else is just week tits. Grow some f*cking balls ladies and wake TF UP already. Going back to that man is not the answer and neither is letting that scumbag even step one foot into your bedroom after a torrid love affair in which he got all his fkn cake and then CAME HOME to eat it too. I don’t care how many kids are involved, or what the lame excuse is for you to not just step out of your comfort zone for a little while, and do what is INEVITABLY RIGHT FOR THE KIDS ANYWAYS!!! I was married for almost 26 years, had 4 beautiful children together, owned our own business, and made love constantly. REGARDLESS… when he stepped out… that was all she wrote. I knew I could never respect him as a husband and partner anymore, and after what he was willing to risk as far as the family we had built together… I could barely respect him at all as a person, let alone as a father. I PACKED MY SH*T AND LEFT HIM THAT DAY! No note, I just packed enough clothes to get me through the week and I left. Do not give him the satisfaction of knowing that he could betray you and disrespect you in that way and still have a marriage that would live to tell about it. YES, IT WILL BE HARD. When I left my husband I went and stayed with various friends and family for almost a year before I was really back on my feet standing on solid ground. No one tells you or explains to you how to survive when your main source of income, and primary benefactor is a lying, cheating, coward that you can’t stand to look at anymore. It takes a long time before those alimony and child support payments kick in so yes, you will have too do some work ladies, you will have to figure more than a few things out ON YOUR OWN, but I will be the VERY first person on this website to tell you… IT CAN BE DONE. I did it, along with thousands of other women that do it EVERY SINGLE DAY, supporting themselves, paying their own bills, and not having to answer to ANYONE FOR IT! My POS EX thought he was the CHARLIE SHEEN of the southwest and surrounding TRI-state areas. Banging Hookers and Porn Stars left and right thinking HE WAS THE MAN while doing it. Well guess what honey… things don’t always work out for those egomaniacle douche bags that think they own the world and can do whatever they like… CHARLIE SHEEN got AIDS and that guy that was going around town sleeping with all the loose women… YEAH I GOT ALL HIS MONEY.  Who’s laughing now B*tch…

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Ok so what if I just think my man might be cheating… I don’t have any proof but this chick he works with keeps messaging his phone. The other night he got all these texts at like 3’oclock in the morning… ok and before you go sayin anything I’m not that B*TCH either. I could give AF what someone does on their phone and I have never looked or cared to try. But his phone was BLOWING TF up… enough to wake me up and wanna ask him if everything was ok… I couldn’t though because when I woke up I found him in the bathroom with the door locked. I didn’t say anything… dude was in the bathroom with the door locked so maybe I didn’t wanna open the door anyway I thought. I just got back into bed and decided to kinda hang out for a minute instead of going back to sleep and peep the situation. This fkN guy stays in the bathroom for almost an HOUR! WTF could he be doing in there I imagine? I ended up falling back to sleep but when he got back to bed I woke up again. I pretended to0 be dumb N sh*t and I asked him what time it was. He said it was 3;52 so I asked him to do me a favor and just put his phone on silent. He then pretends to not know where his phone is. Dude actually gets up and starts to “look for it” asking me if I had seen it… SMFH. Do I know where your phone is? Hmmm… I just listened to you play with it for an hour in the bathroom you idiot. “No” I told him, ” I have absolutely no clue where your phone is hiding.” He’s like “What the f*ck is that supposed to mean?”. “Who Cares…”, I said and I went back to sleep. Since that night he has been sleeping at his house every night. He hasn’t done that since we firsts started dating… What do I do. I wanna catch this chump so bad… He thinks I’m so fkn stupid. He’s also been asking me lately if I would co-sign on a car loan for him because he knows I got my sh*t together and have good credit. I’m almost tempted to get the car and put the whole thing in my name, toss him the keys and tell him to have fun tonight… 20 minutes after he leaves report that B*tch stolen… ooops, my B…

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I divorced my husband 12 years ago and infidelity was just one of many reoccurring issues. Our relationship was constantly suffering some state of turmoil or Event Horizon. I say our relationship and it almost makes me laugh considering A) We didn’t have one. & B) If we did I was never a part of it.  At least that’s how I saw it then… but TBH with you FATHER TIME⏳has been doing strange things to my capacity for resentment, and lately I have been having some very different feelings and I’m just wondering if its too late. So many things were going on then that I didn’t even know about. Personal problems that he hid from me for years and if I knew about them then, I think things could have been different, and I may have even been able to help him get through them instead of turning my back on him and essentially the family were attempting to build together…

Ok, I know what your thinking… Lady are you crazy… what doing you think could have possibly changed in that man that wasn’t forged deep within that philandering philanderer 12 years ago? Well, there’s quite a bit actually. First of all my ex-husband and I were high school sweethearts so the two of us have basically known each other since childhood. With those years come many phases, trends, perspectives and choices. All of which were never either one of our strong suits. I watched him blow a full ride to college his senior year because of an injury he incurred while out partying, drunk with friends. I have seen him come through that and put himself through Law School while working a 9 hour construction job during the day and attending Law school at night. I watched this man do this for five years until he finally graduated with a Law degree from CUNY (City University School of Law) in Manhattan, never once having any bit of resentment for having to do it all on his own. Don’t get me wrong, we had each other and supported one another. Always making sure we had whatever we needed to get through THAT DAY, THAT CLASS, THAT TEST. It wasn’t NYU, but he did it. All this while I was waiting tables full time finishing up my own masters degree which at that point, still had no clue what I was going to do with. It was a crazy time and with all the attention and energies focused towards the lives we were trying to make, and helping each other to make them, I guess that’s where our relationship started to slowly drift apart as far as romance, passion, all those other fun things young couples are supposed to have. However, right before he was about to graduate I found I was 3 weeks pregnant. Instead of telling him and piling on even more stress before exams and bar review, I decided to wait until after he got his diploma to tell him anything about a baby neither of us were ready to have. I would tell him after he got his degree and we would decide what we were going to do together. As time went by the window of “choice” that I had in that particular matter started to become smaller and smaller, and if I continued to wait any longer there would be no option, or “choice” for either of us to have and we would be stuck having to make a life for this baby when we were just figuring out a life for ourselves… well, sure enough two days before he graduated I decided to make the decision for him as I was assuming it was the decision any guy would ever hope for, and save him and our relationship the added pressures of young parenthood. I thought I was doing the right thing, taking the pressure off of him, taking one for the team, and that just couldn’t have been further from the truth, or how he felt about it. The truth is… and was, I was only taking the load off MYSELF because of my own selfish predispositions to parenthood (and the lack there of it), and I really wasn’t considering him or what he might have wanted at all… I just kept telling myself I was doing the right thing by not telling him to the point where I just thought it would be stupid to tell him anyway if I already knew I wasn’t going to have the baby. I guess I kept thinking there was a small chance I might have it, but when I made the decision there was no turning back and I had no idea how much it would affect him. He was devastated. He came from a very big Italian family and to him family was everything. Not telling him I was pregnant and that he could possibly be a father was one of the greatest betrayals I could have ever made to him. Family was everything to him and I guess I just came from such a different upbringing and school of thought. His mother would have disowned him if she knew her son chose to not bring a life into this world, and my mother would have probably disowned me if I did. Totally different worlds and I wish I knew then how much this meant to him. I might have made a different choice. During this time and after my abortion we both started to develop a little bit of a drinking habit and as time went on and with his career as a litigator on the rise… his little drinking habit turned into a fully funded, heavily financed cocaine addiction that he literally hid from me and his entire family for years. There would be nights that he was so high, that he felt like he couldn’t even come home because I would know he was high and kick him out or leave him or worse tell his colleagues and ruin his career. So to keep me from knowing the secret he was smoking, some nights and would either sleep underneath his desk at his office or get a hotel… this in turn started to convince me that he was having a full blown affair to the point we both became so distant to each other I don’t think either of us would have noticed it even if he did come home. Years went by like this. No communication, no dialogue, just two people lost in a fog of distrust that was so vague no one could have navigated their way through it. He eventually became a partner at his family’s law firm (sister married an attorney) and he ended up getting a studio apartment Downtown right by the law firm for “LATE NIGHTS AT THE OFFICE”. I got so used to those stupid “work” nights I just started to go numb inside. I knew he was lying to me but I just couldn’t ever get him to tell me the truth. It’s crazy to think that he was doing all of this knowing full well what I was thinking, WHICH WAS SO MUCH WORSE, all because he was ashamed of his addiction. It just breaks my heart to think of how many nights we both spent alone, on opposite sides of the world practically when we never had to. I just thought that he had gotten so brazen with his affairs he didn’t even feel the need to hide them from me anymore. He was spending so much money on what I thought was “gambling” and all these other “things when in actuality he was just making all kinds of dumb expenditure choices and trusting the wrong people because he wasn’t in a clear state of mind. He was loaning money to investors for all sorts of things these hustlers were never going to let him see a return on and I, once again, in turn, just thought it was more bullshit covering up the lies and deciet, and the other women that were being paid to live them. Once again, the insanity of this situation being him. finally actually telling me the truth, only to find me an unwilling participant to playcate any more of his bullsh*t. Anyways it’s just sad and even though I do not believe in regrets, I do wish I could go back in time and help that man that was so lonely and shut off from the entire world including his wife. He has since been remarried, twice, yet still never had any children. We have remained friends through the years and we have both helped each other through some dark times, both self inflicted and imagined. For some reason I still hold some very serious feelings in my heart for this man that I basically grew up with, and honestly I’ll never stop loving him. Even when I thought he was having the affairs, I stayed. I never left. Laying in bed each night, listening to our doorway, mind playing tricks on me hearing noises thinking it was him, hopping it was him, begging for it to be him walking through that door. All the while he was too ashamed and afraid to walk through it and give me back the only thing I ever wanted… and I would have taken him. Crack pipe ‘n all…

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Being featured on this website has opened my eyes to the way that we as women blame each other for our spouses or significant others cheating. When you google my name the first thing that pops up is this site. That’s pretty despicable. People’s families can see these sites, their children can see them. Why? Why would any one of us feel it nessesary to post about the supposed homewrecker, name, personnel info, job, etc? I’d love to hear some opinions of those who have posted and why, what did you get out of it? Did it help? Make you feel better? Fix your marriage? What if the person you called out made up something about you and posted it? For those people that are being posted about, what do you think? It’s all good cause they probably won’t post this to the page anyway since SAHW only posts the dirt on people…

 

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The other day my husband pulls into the driveway and just sat there in his truck for like ten minutes. I heard him pull up so when he didn’t come inside I looked out the window and thats when I knew something very serious was about to happen and my whole life was about to change. The look on my husbands face was something I had never seen before. I have known this man for 17 years and in all 17 of those years I have never seen him shed one tear… NOT ONE. Not for anything ever, his mom dying, his father, his Aunt, never. Not once. A part of me had always admired him for his strength but the same part of me had also wondered if he had even ever felt anything at all… well when I walked up to his window his eyes were full of tears. It was so shocking to see I started crying too before he even said anything. I was terrified. I looked at him and started yelling “What happened??” “What happened?” “Are the kids ok!?” “Tell ME!?” “Are the Kids OKAYY!??” “Whats happened!?”, he wouldn’t say anything and it was making me even more hysterical. I started screaming at him and he finally said ” Yes.. the kids are fine sweetheart, the kids are fine, their fine…” I asked him “Then WTF are you so upset about…”, little did I know he was about to tell me something that would devastate me just as much…

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My fiancé and I have been together for 7 1/2 years. From the very first moment I met him I knew that he was either going to be the love of my life, or completely destroy me, either of which I was completely down for because honestly I had no other choice. You can’t choose who you fall in love with, and you can’t predict the future, I just knew he was special. Even as a person, take away our relationship, just who he is and was represented everything I stood for and everything I believed in. I felt like I was myself with him, and I trusted that. As a dancer, living in LA, dealing with the whole dance scene, the lifestyle, the small community that it consists of, it can all become a little overwhelming. I started teaching because to be honest I never thought I could actually have a real life career as a dancer. What I was doing was a little different I guess and word got round, next thing I knew I was choreographing some of the biggest artists in the music industry, working with insane directors, designing world tours, everything just got crazy. That next level crazy that you dream about as a little girl in tap shoes, and that you bust your a$$ in blisters and sacrifice everything including your social life for as an adult. That’s where I was in life when we met, and I wasn’t looking for anything serious… it just kinda happened that way. He was the Director on the first Music Video I did with a certain record label, and after that first shoot we all got along so well the two of us did almost every other video together with that artist. I even did her World Tour, actually 3 now to date, and he was there from the very begnning. He even met up with us when we were in Japan on the second tour and hung out with us for a few weeks, just taking in the crazy scene. He had worked in so many different industries and genera’s and he was always my voice of reason helping me stay grounded and focused. We called him “the Road Show Guru”, and whenever things got crazy he was always a phone call away, ready to put out fires and help us regain perspective. To say I know him well would be an understatement… we have been in the trenches together, shed blood and tears together, so I knew what I was getting myself into. I was well aware of his reputation with women, and we made a deal with each other if we ever got serious we would keep it real with each other no matter what, and if we hooked up with someone or whatever we would never hide it from each other. Two people traveling the globe with the world at their fingertips need a practical level of trust and imagination. Trusting that it’s never half as bad as you can imagine, and imagining only half of what you can trust… that was key. So yeah through the years we had some stuff, we had some surprises, but we never let the other one be the last one to know, and we always respected each others space, freedom and work… all three of which honestly couldn’t have existed without the first two. I never assumed I was the only one going to bed with him. I have been known to have a thing for girls myself on occasion, and a few of those occasions were actually shared with him, so I’m not innocent of anything myself either (7 years of Catholic School thanx mom) For so long we didn’t really feel the need to put a label on it so technically we had a 7 year friendship, that became a partnership, to then one day it was a full blown relationship-ship, with all the accessories. House with a big red door, Designer ring from some b*tch named Tiffany, two cars that rarely see anything but garage, property taxes and monthly HOA fees. All the good stuff… too good actually. Way too good to be true and way too good to be my life and it’s terrifying… How do you trust life and look to the future when you have been conditioned to stay on the move and never look back? I don’t know how to do it and I just feel like I’m waiting for someone to drop the mic. We are both still crazy busy and even though our trust has never been compromised I feel like any day he’s going to walk through that ridiculous red door and leave me for some hotter, younger, more talented human and neither of us will stick around to pick up the pieces. In a business of constant rejection, I guess I’m still a little insecure deep down and I just want to know how some of you with these perfect lives, or f*cked up lives, learn to deal with it and the constant pressure of it? When things stop being so loud, and the peace and silence settles in. How do you learn to trust that everything is going to be ok and lean into it. The silence is deafening for me and the peace turns into a war zone raged in my head all day long. Sometimes I look forward to that last glass of wine because I know none of these thoughts are going to find me in my sleep. The other day he called me and left me a message at like two in the morning and said there was something he really needed to tell me and I almost had a heart attack. True story. I called him back and he says ” thank god you called, I just really needed to tell you something…”, I say “Wut…”, he says “I miss you, and I love you…” WTF!! I hung up on him I was so f*cking pissed, but that’s the kinda sh*t I’m talking about. I’m just not equipped for all this good stuff and would have almost preferred for him to tell me he was banging some script supervisor or wardrobe assistant and wasn’t coming home ever. I would know how to deal with that. I could get through that. I’ve gotten through worse… we all have. Some of the best things in life manifest out of conflict and how do you keep that and your A game, when life becomes easy and theres no room anymore for the everyday struggle… I know things will never be perfect, and relationships will always take work if they are ever going t0 last, but honestly I just feel like I’m cheating him out of something I’ll never be able to give him. I’ve lived my entire life being prepared for the worst, unable to expect the best and I don’t know how to change that. Seeing my brother go through it first hand recently was a total trip and really put things into some perspective. Our Mom passes away and a week and a half later this so called “wife” of his (who happens to be featured on this website, shouts out to the #HomeWreckersofAmerica XOXO) walks out on him and her 6 year old son for some traveling salesman selling stainless steel milkshake machines door-to-door across the sl*ts of America. I’m not going to mention any names, honestly feel like the wine has taken over and I’ve  already said too much about myself… some of you will probably figure it out on your own. He’s just the strongest person I’ve ever known and watching him go through all that… just f*ckiing broke my heart. He was so strong and some how managed to stay positive through it all. Total Fight or flight situation and he chose to fight. I want to say I would do the same but honestly either of those options feel safer than what I’m doing, just standing still…

“Do not go gently into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light…”

-Dylan Thomas

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I’m not sure where I should vent this but here goes. There is this lady in New York that claims my husband is cheating on me. She gave me no proof, just vague accusations over Facebook. All of this has made me an emotional wreck because I’m 40 weeks pregnant with our first son. She admitted that she met him 2 years ago and he supposedly “broke her heart”. At first she said they never even had sex, and then she messaged me the other day saying that he was cheating on me, they are sleeping together and how he “wants to be with her so bad.” She gave me 2 numbers and swore up and down that it was my husbands numbers.  I called them and turns out the numbers she gave me where both her ex-boyfriends numbers and they both told me she was crazy. She tried to ruin my marriage and almost sent me into labor the night I read that because I flipped out and yelled at my husband, literally for nothing. All because of her mind games and lies. She even went as far as trying stalk me on Facebook. This whole thing has been really disturbing, and even if this woman is crazy it is making me wonder how she ended up in my husbands life in the first place. She didn’t just choose some happy couple to torment on facebook… she has to know him somehow… I don’t know I just really needed a place to talk about this and would appreciate any advice. I can’t ask my friends or family because it is so embarrassing, especially because we are about to have our first child together and everyone thinks this is supposed to be a “happy time”.

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Ok so this isn’t your normal Home Wrecking story, but either way it is something that is ruining my life. My live-in girlfriend watches porn at least 2-4 hours every single day, and I’m just wondering if you guys think that this counts as cheating. We barely have sex anymore and when we do, she has to have this porn on all the time while we’re doing it. At first I didn’t think this was that big of a deal, I mean who doesn’t watch porn right? But this whole porn thing has completely consumed her. She even just got a job as an online “porn Critic” so I just imagine it’s going to get worse at this point. I mean she has never cheated on me, but this feels like cheating. I mean she is literally watching other chicks and dudes all day long, and now she’s getting paid for it. I’s a total nightmare. On top of that she has started collecting memorabilia of these “Actresses” so now I not only have to listen to them all day and night but I have to see them strung up all around my house on top of it. This has to be some form of cheating and I just feel like I am at my wits end with the whole porn thing. It started off as something we were both into but now has just become almost an obsession with her. Because of that I feel like it is partly my fault but I have to put my foot down somewhere. She lives with me in my apartment and I am going to give her an ultimatum to quit with the porn or move out. There is no way in hell anyone else would put up with this stuff like I have and I’m just over it. Has anyone else had a similar experience, or even just some advice at this point would help…

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So I have been dating this girl for almost two months now and the other day she sends me a “we need to talk” text. So I head over to her apartment, thinking ok, we’re starting to get kinda serious, she just wants to lay out some standard ground rule stuff, heathy boundaries, past relationship fails, you know the usual. I was so wrong. From the moment I walked through the door I knew something was up. She just opens the door, no kiss, no hug, nothing, just hands me glass of red wine and tells me to take a seat on the couch. She goes into her room and comes out with this shoebox full of old family photos, pictures of her mom, her dad, her brother… So as we’re looking through these pictures I realize I haven’t seen a picture of her. Not one. I start thinking ok, she’s about to tell me she was adopted or something… nope, wrong again. Those were definitely her biological parents in the photos, and her family, only her brother wasn’t really her brother… it was HER!! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The girl I have been EXTREMELY INTIMATE with these past two months could not have ever been a man. It’s impossible. I mean there’s no way. Sure enough she shows me a few more photos, these were just before her surgery 3 years ago, and it all came into focus. I flipped. I got out of there before I did anything that I would later regret. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s great that she got her stuff worked out, and is living the life she always wanted to… and all that jazz. I can also understand her not saying anything the night we first met and hooked up. Fine. But two months go by and she doesn’t say anything? We just said I love you for the first time the other day and you would think you would let somebody in on that little detail before you start throwin around the I love you’s… This was four days ago and I haven’t responded to any of her calls or her txts. I just wanted to know… Am I the complete piece of sh*t that I feel like? I do kinda feel bad for totally bailing and not responding to her. I mean I really liked her, thought I was in love even… The only thing that really changed that is the fact that I feel like she lied to me these past to months. I mean, she is gorgeous. One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen hands down. I was even thinking to myself the first night we met at this club and she took me home that this was like, way too good to be true. She was so beautiful. Every guy at the club was all over her. She could have had any guy in that whole place, and she chose me. I didn’t understand it TBH, but I know how it made me feel. It was like a drug. I mean, I’m not the “last choice on earth guy”, but I wouldn’t say that I’m the first choice either. That night I was… and getting that kind of attention from the girl every guy wanted felt really, really, good. I’ve never felt anything like that before, or experienced anything close to it. After that night I assumed I would probably never hear from hear again. I had my one night in fantasy land, and I was fine with that. It was worth every second just to see the look on all those faces when I walked out of that place with her and got in her car. It was priceless. I just feel like it has all been kind of this whole show you know, and I’m just not sure where to go from here. I do feel bad for basically validating her fears. She was probably really freaking out, wondering how she was going to tell me, afraid I would just bolt if she told me the truth, and that’s exactly what I did. I just wish she gave me the choice. Because given the truth, I probably would have chosen her. Regardless of who or what she used to be. I don’t care who she was then, I didn’t fall in love with that person. I fell in love with the person she is now…

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Here’s one for all of you. My husband and I have been together since 2011. Apparently in 2013 my husband grew fond of a female at our church. Yes I said church. She knew he had a family as she watched us walk into the church with our girls every Sunday. Two years later my husband makes a testimony at church, saying that he was a “womanizer and he had a problem”. That’s where it started, in front of the entire Church congregation as I was sitting there… that day. I was blind. Anyways, so I then realized they were texting and calling each other way too much. Some of the things he was saying to her on Facebook messenger even made me throw my rings at him and leave. Of course we worked things out. But then in 2015 I found out he was actually sleeping with her the whole time… I moved out, got my own place, and then found out I was pregnant and that I had an STD! He confessed to talking to her and “seeing” her since 2012. Mind you we got married in 2013. I’m still here with his dumb a$$ because I have a huge heart and 2 small babies. I grew up in a broken home and I didn’t want that for my children. I’m learning that the trust is completely broken and I don’t see any way for it to ever come back. I’m also learning I’ll never be good enough for him as he still thinks about this other women. Once I am able to get my ducks in a row and be on my own feet… I’m out. In the meantime I was stupid enough to quit my job and run his business for him and I’m now stuck… But I will find a way for me and my girls to have our own home where there is nothing but happiness! This woman has ruined my life, and IDK why I forgave him but I’m still counting down the days until I see her in person and can “confront” her “face to face”, “Mono Y Mono” if you know what I mean…

For any woman that is going through similar circumstances, stay strong, and never be afraid to reach out and talk to somebody. Just don’t do it in church because aparently that place can’t be trusted either… WTF!

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My husband recently passed away, leaving our two daughters without a father and while everyone is mourning and having a really hard time with this, I’m also having a really hard time but for totally different reasons. I know things about my late husband that very few know and I’m having serious issues “mourning” and acting the way a grieving widow would normally act when they loose a loving, caring, AND FAITHFUL husband. You see my husband was very loving and caring towards myself and our two girls… but what I didn’t find out until after his death is that he had also been VERY loving and VERY caring for someone ELSE for the past 3 AND A HALF YEARS OF OUR MARRIAGE. Since he has passed I have been in charge of handling his estate and basically dealing with all these financial institutions and notifying them of my husbands death, so on and so forth. Even though some of the accounts are in both our names, certain accounts can’t be closed without the others consent and you can’t just walk into a bank and say hey my husbands’ dead give me all our money, doesn’t work like that either. I had to wait until I got back his death certificate, which has actually taken me forever… it was a differed death certificate initially because of certain medications found in his truck and in our room, they were unable to issue a cause of death. I have to wait to really find out what happened to him. In this time waiting for the toxicology reports our credit card company opened a few of his accounts to me so I could handle them, make sure overdue payments were paid, all that fun stuff, thus giving me access to virtually all his financial records that I would have normally never paid attention to or even seen. He has one credit card that he’s only supposed to use for work, and I found hundreds of charges over the past 3 years that had nothing to do with my daughters, myself, or our family. I’m talking about flower deliveries, online shopping accounts, Bloomingdales credit cards that I didn’t even know we had, plane tickets, hotel accommodations… he even had the nerve to pay a few of her car payments, and T-Moble bills, using one of our joint accounts. Oh, BTW that’s how I found out my husband of 13 years was having an affair, by seeing random GMAC bills paid for a car that I had never heard of and then cell phone bills in this “womans” name… I’m going to leave her out of this for now because I feel like she has received all the attention from this family that she should get at the moment. She’s a nobody and doesn’t deserve the name or life God, and of course, MY HUSBAND, gave her. The things I am uncovering in all this is so upsetting, and it has completely shattered any idea of the family I thought we had. TBH the whole thing feels like a lie now, that I have to actually keep going for the sake of his “memory” that is in fact entirely full of sh*t! That’s the thing about loosing someone that has also broken your heart, it makes it a lot easier to deal with them being gone. Now I would have never wished for my daughters to loose their father, or me to loose my husband for that matter… but I’ll be honest with you, he’s gone, and I’m almost glad he’s dead. Besides, if he didn’t pass away on his own accord like he did, I would have F*cking killed him myself after I found out everything he was up to. Not only was my husband flying this woman OUT HERE from whatever hole she was crawling out of, but he was also flying her wherever he, AND US AS A FAMILY, would go as well. All while putting her up at the finest hotels, Inns, and Boutique Boudoirs money could buy. Oh yeah, and also making her car payments and cell phone bills for her as well… wouldn’t want her to go without or anything when she had to go back to her own FNG life and leave mine the hell alone. I reached out to this woman to inform her of her benefactors death (considering I had all her contact info and information clear as day on MY HUSBANDS credit card statements), only to be told that she already knew, and was even with him when he died! Um, OK, do the police know this sweetheart?? Seems like something I think they would want to know, considering half of these “medications” that were found were nothing my husband would have normally been taking, or even had a prescription for. Now I can’t say this for sure because I haven’t gotten any of the results back from the autopsy, but I have a strong reason to believe that these “medications” that were troubling the coroner in the first place and causing some suspicion as far as his cause of his death, are in fact her medications that she was giving to him. I can’t say for sure and I am not going to set myself up for a defamation suit here, but it’s all there pretty clear as day, and you can bet your sweet a$$ that I have notified local law enforcement of all this as well. The way he was found in our home, in our bed, is not a way that a healthy 52 year old man like my husband dies naturally, and now with all these revelations the picture is becoming clearer and clearer as to what really happened in that bedroom, with whom, and for what purpose, if you know what I mean…

As for my two young daughters, in a few years they will be old enough for me to explain to them what is going on and what happened. I just don’t know how it is possible to keep up the grieving widow act in. the meantime….

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So I have been telling my boyfriend how uncomfortable his relationship with his “Best Friend” makes me… they see each other like three times a week, they have a bowling night together, they probably talk and text more than him and I do, and oh yeah… and this best friend, he’s a she. I know I am way too grown to be jealous of some other girl, but when your guy spends more time with her than he does you, I think there might be some cause for concern. About a month ago I was so fed up and over the entire situation that I packed all my sh*t and left. Honestly, the whole situation was driving me crazy. On Valentines Day he surprised me with this whole amazing day though and even though I didn’t want to go anywhere with him, I’m glad I did because we actually had a lot of fun, and made a real connection for the first time in a while. We have been together for almost 3 years and almost all of that time we have been really happy. We have never broken up, or even had a really bad fight, til last month… and That was when his “Best Friend” Sam moved back in town form NYC, where she had been working as a, how could I forget… friggin GLAMOUR Model for the past 9 years. I wish I could talk more sh*t on that particular subject but the fact is, she is f*cking gorgeous and all of the photographs I have ever seen her in where fkng ridiculous. Yeah, the girl can shoot the hell out of a f*cking picture… so why move back home after establishing yourself, your work, and almost a decade of success?? I have no idea, she says she was sick of all the glitz and glamour, and she missed her friends and the country. Most of ALL her best friend though of course- my guy. I had been hearing about this “Sam” person for years, his friend that moved to NYC right after high school, been there ever since, killing it in New York, blah blah blah… the thing I seemed to completely miss out on is the whole “Sam” being a 5’9 Samantha, fully equipped with Taylor made 34DD’s, perfect hair 24/7, and just about everything  else that I am not. She is hilarious, has an amazing personality, is not stuck up or full of herself at ALL, basically… she is PERFECT… and I HATE HER. I have no clue why he would even want to be with me if he could literally be hanging out with all of that 24/7 if I wasn’t around. Since she’s been back all they do is hang out and do stuff together, she joined his stupid Bowling Team, which had never even been allowed to go watch, even before she came into the picture, and honestly I have just felt like a third wheel, in my own freaking life. My boyfriend keeps telling me that there’s nothing between them except for friendship, and he even showed me pictures of the two of them growing up and TBH I barely recognized her. Talk about a transformation… I thought she was a boy. Like and for that, also kudos, I mean hell yeah, “TomBOY that got bullied, and made fun of all throughout her youth, always hung out with the boys, never had any real friends of her own… blossoms at 18, goes full blown hottie, and leaves all the small town haters and d-bags in the dust…” F*cking love that movie, just not when it’s my actual life and it seems like I have absolutely nothing to do with it. We have had so many talks about it that the subject is just radioactive at this point and I just wanna know what some of you would do… I would ask for some advice from people that have been in the same situation but who’s boyfriends’ best friend turns out to be some successful gorgeous Model chick that everyone adores and loves… yeah, just me. Then again I do know some of you out there have had to deal with some annoying “friendships” though so maybe we can start there and expound from that… We were so happy before she came back, and honestly it’s all so stupid, I know. I just don’t know what to do. How can I not be jealous… I know it’s just me, but I can’t help but also feel like I’m just playing the role of lame girlfriend that gets broken up with, in my Boyfriend’s really cool, best friends, coming of age, fall in love, Romantic Comedy.

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My husband and I WOULD have just celebrated our 22nd wedding anniversary, but due to some recent developments, we celebrated that anniversary separately. He is retired and you would think these days would be some of the best of our lives, traveling, relaxing and enjoying each others company. Instead over the past 3 months I have had to be witness to some of the most deplorable acts any wife should ever have to see… literally. Last year when all his lies and deceit had pilled up so high only an idiot could ignore them, I was left with a choice. Get revenge by doing the same to him and then leaving him, or wait, get all the proof I had, and get him in the only place I knew would hurt him… his wallet.💰I chose the wallet. This also meant that for the past 3 months of my life I have had to sit back and watch this man say and do the worst possible things. All of which I was completely aware of, as I continued to live my life with him as per usual, acting none the wiser to his dirty deeds. This was the hardest part. Being alone with him, knowing everything that was going on made me sick to my stomach. It’s a good thing we stopped being intimate with each other years ago, because if he even tried to kiss me I think I would have thrown up. So how did I get myself out of this situation, well to start off with, I hired a private investigator, who started following my husband and tracking his whereabouts 24/7. Which was actually more necessary than I would have ever thought, considering on more than one occasion he actually got out of bed, at 3 in the morning, to go meet up with not 1, but 3 different mistresses and prostitutes. My husband is 64 years old, and he is out in the middle of the night 🧟‍♂️ buying drugs, and then going to different sleazy hotels and motels to party and play with his floozies. My investigator actually has my husband on camera buying cocaine and what could only be ecstasy pills, from some drug dealer on the side of the road… and that’s just what was happening outside my home. Around the same time I hired the PI I also installed hidden cameras all throughout the house. I still work and have my own business, so there would be periods of time where I would be out of town, and he would have the house to himself for sometimes up to a week. We used to go on these business trips together, making little romantic vacations out of them… that was until he realized he could have his own romantic vacations all by himself in our home while I was gone. Towards the end I took more and more of these trips, because I just couldn’t stand to even look at his face honestly… and while I was gone he had multiple, drug induced, sex parties… IN OUR BED, IN OUR LIVING ROOM, in our CHILDREN’s ROOMS, just absolute chaos. ALL OF WHICH I HAVE ON CAMERA 🎥, and are available for him to view per my attorneys request.😁 Oh and these parties, not just with women either. Oh yeah, turns out my husband has a queer eye for the strait guy…👯‍♂️ All of which I have had to watch and review with investigators and attorneys.. vomit. Which I paid for out of my own pocket, although I think I will be reimbursed after the settlement is finalized. My husband did very well for himself, with the help of a supporting wife who also contributed to the household of course, and although I really don’t need his money, our children will, so this is more like an insurance policy on their inheritance. At the rate this man is going he will have snorted and f*#ked it all away within the year. So yes, the whole time my husband was going out with these women, having these👯‍♂️parties, and doing all the cocaine 🎱 and strange he could get his greedy hands on, I have been sitting back, gathering all this evidence, speaking to attorneys, and basically planning out my own early retirement I plan to be taking courtesy of my soon to be ex-husband and some really f*cking good divorce attorney’s. Your welcome kids. Mommy loves you. Daddy is a POS. He was served yesterday with the divorce papers, so today I am actually free from all of his toxic BS for the first time in years. I stood by this man when anyone else would have left him or worse. I even had the opportunity at one point to get back at him by sleeping with his best friend. I was so ashamed of what he was doing and what was going on, and I had nobody to turn to. I couldn’t ask anyone I knew what to do because all of my friends are my husbands friends. Well that’s all about to change, because I’m going to be making some new friends here soon. 22 years of marriage, two beautiful, young aspiring adult children, multiple businesses, some successful, some not, tables and tables of fair-weather friends, two homes, 4 family dogs, and all that will be left of this marriage is a bunch of SEX, LIES, AND VIDEOTAPE. Oh and to some of you so called “friends” that were also part of my husbands demise, I HAVE ALL OF YOUR FOOTAGE AS WELL,📹and even though I am dying to return the favor to your own wives, I have been advised by my attorney not to do so because you were being recorded in those sexual acts without your knowledge, which could be construed as recording someone illegally without their knowledge or consent… it’s a grey area, and luckily for you I’m seeing life in vibrant technicolor these days. So it looks like some of you might actually get away with what you were doing, but don’t worry, karma always comes around in the end. My husband, the philandering philanthropist will be all the proof of that in the world. My attorneys first settlement offer to my husband was just shy of 10 mil, and that was being generous, he should be lucky I’m not going after all of it🎯💸… hasta la vista baby.

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I have a friend who I’ve known for 15yrs. The past month she has told me about numerous times she has cheated on her husband. He has no clue anything is going on. I want to tell him his wife is being a Home Wrecker. He is a good man, and even though I am friends with her I feel like he deserves to know. She recently cheated with a married man whose wife found out and is now in the process of divorcing him. I have tried talking to her, but it just falls on deaf ears. She’s actually proud of her adulterous relationships. What do I do?

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OK so a couple weeks ago my friend told me she saw my boyfriend on one of those dating apps and I didn’t really believe her. I asked him about it and he said that it might have been an old profile he made years ago. I didn’t really think much of it until he started getting all these messages via whattsapp and I don’t know what else he would be doing using that kind of messaging service, besides talking to someone he doesn’t want me to know about. He has even hidden the app in his phone in a place where I couldn’t see it normally. Something called an app locker that you need a password to open. We both have the passwords to each others phones, because we don’t hide anything from each other, but lately he has just been acting really weird and then the other day he forgot his phone in my car and he was getting all these alerts from WhatsApp… when I went to look at the messages it asked me for a whole other password that I didn’t know. What are some good applications I can download into his phone that will let me see what he is doing in there? I know this is all really messed up but I don’t want him to know that I suspect anything. If I ask him about the whattsapp messages he’ll probably just make another excuse. Aren’t there some good spy apps that I can download into his phone without him knowing..? I know thats bad, but I don’t know what else to do and I would rather know for sure than keep thinking I am being taken advantage of.

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So I’m looking for some advice here… A year ago I found out my husband was having an affair… His mistress sent me photos and messages between the two of them to all my social media accounts. It was horrible, and almost destroyed my marriage. That was over a year ago and this woman continues to this very day to drag us all through their torrid affair. She has been setting up these revenge accounts on instagram. So far she has made like 5 profiles, posting pictures of her and my husband, of me, and of my children. This woman is crazy. Some of the pictures she has posted were of my husband and her in bed. She then after setting up these accounts goes and becomes friends with everyone in our followers list, and then sends them the pictures as well. She tags my husband and I in pictures of her basically nude all the time, constantly referring to her affair with my husband through different hashtags. We block her, and she just goes and makes a new account. We even hired a cyber security investigator that was able to get a few of the accounts taken down, but then she just put them right back up or makes new ones. The police don’t seem to care, and neither does instagram. This woman has zero shame and continues to drag our family through turmoil, when we are all just trying to move past this and recover from this whole thing. I don’t know what to do, isn’t there a way we can get her permanently banned from social media? She has no business being on there in the first place. A few weeks ago she even posted a picture of my daughters 13th birthday party saying she had so much fun at her step-daughters party… if that doesn’t disturb TF out of you, I don’t know what else could. This woman clearly needs psychological help, but I don’t know how to make her stop…