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I was a serial cheater against my first wife of ten years. I have read hundreds of entries on this site (frankly, seeing if I was on here, I am not) and the more I read of the pain, hurt and sadistic nature of cheating, the more I realize how terrible I was. It never occurred to my simple ass that cheating hurt my kids. Even if you don’t give a f*** about her/him – your kids do and it’s hurtful. I am no longer that way but I really never grasped the gravity of my prior life and actions. I now know I can never really fix what I have done and I have damaged 2 of the most important people in my life irreparably. This doesn’t expose anyone, it more or less is a more measured way of expressing the hurt and guilt, and advice to all those out there that it is not worth the pain you will inflict on those you love the most. I would do anything to take back that pain from the woman I truly loved, but clearly didn’t deserve. She deserves better than someone that would do that to her. In fact, upon reflection of it now, I cannot for the life of me comprehend how anyone could do that to her… let alone myself. Note to selves guys… don’t f**k up the best thing thats ever happened to you for literally the worst thing that’s about to. Crazy thing is it has made me make some serious changes in my life since our divorce… I will be 6 years sober on the 14th of next month… and she has even been calling me lately asking me about giving us another shot and honestly I would give anything in the world to redeem that woman’s heart, but for some reason I just can’t do it. The shame and dissapointment in myself to doing that to her and our kids all those years ago still haunt me to this day. Because of that I don’t really date, I don’t pursue women, in fact in my opinion I really dont think I deserve to have anyone after what I did. So guys, gals, just know, coming from someone that does, someone that has never been one for the dramatics and self pity. This thing destroyed me. And I deserved it.

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I am such an idiot. I had the most amazing life, a future wife… and I totally blew it. I’m tempted to put myself on here because I could be the biggest one of them all… My name is Alexander, and this is how I wrecked my own home… it all started three months ago when I started to get cold feet in my engagement. Thinking about it now I really can’t explain what was going on in my head at that time. Maybe just the finality of it. It’s not like I was dying to go out and be with other women…

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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…

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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 just want to say if I had simply bothered to check shesahomewrecker.com less than a year ago I would have found multiple posts and all I needed too know to keep this mother and daughter far away from my life, my husband, and my entire world. Apparently my husband slept with both of these women and my husband even had threesomes with the mother and daughter together. Originally my husband told me he met this pair at a grocery store which I now know couldn’t be further from the truth. More Like Backpage or Craigslist…  If I did a little more research I would have found out these two women were actually a traveling prostitute circus that bounce from town to town, using just about everyone they can. After you read this, you will ask yourself how this sort of thing could even be possible in the real world. Let me be the one to tell you… IT IS. These two women rented a small house from me only to turn it into a mini brothel and w**re house… The whole thing was a set up. I found out as MY SON actually was the one to come clean about the whole thing and tell me what was really going on after… GET THIS… MY HUSBAND tries to get my son to go with him over there to “MEET” these women and “collect the rent”. My husband was handling all the management of our properties and I was letting that be his supplemental income as he had absolutely no other means of such WHATSOEVER after being fired/investigated/and almost tried and sent to prison for insider trading and tax fraud. Yeah, integrity is certainly not this mans strong suit. In fact I would be surprised to find out he even owns a suit after the world of hurt I’m about to put him through in court. He’s actually trying to sue ME NOW, for rent that he “supposedly collected’ and back paid wages that he stopped receiving the moment I found this out and fired his worthless (LITERAL TWO TIMING ASS)… as for the mother and daughter they have skipped town, skipped out on four months worth of rent and have now turned that rental property into a well known cat house and FREAK SHOW. For all I know the only rent these women were ever paying to my husband was in the bedroom. Maybe even the bathroom as I’m sure being next to a toilet is a familiar location for them as it’s where they truly belong and probably feel most comfortable.  As for my son, he never visited himself  and couldn’t bare the thought of what his father had been doing to his mother after finding out. Trust me though ladies, I hold no one at fault except for the soon to be ex-husband/broke husband because every business we own is in my name and was financed by myself and other members of my family. This man has gotten a free ride with me for almost 23 years now and I’m done. To be sleeping with a mother and daughter, in our own rental property is just too many levels of weird for me to even begin to contemplate or understand. So for the rest of y’all… you come across a “friendly” mother and daughter looking for a place to rent on the eastern seaboard, do your research first because these too are tricky and they sure fooled both me and my heart. Then again my heart was really only fooled by one person, my husband… and he can keep it considering he clearly doesn’t have one of his own…

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I think I’m falling in love with my college professor. I am his TA this semester, and we have become inappropriately close. We have incredible chemistry and even though he is my teacher, I find myself fantasizing about having a relationship with him. He is not much older than me, and I’m almost certain he feels the same way as I do. The only problem is he is married and I am already starting to feel like a HOMEWRECKER. We are constantly in contact with each other and he’s always complaining about how horrible his wife is. He thinks she’s having an affair and he tells me he wants to leave her. He just asked me to accompany him on a trip next month, and even though it’s school related I feel like we both know what is going to happen. Am I in too deep already?? Am I a terrible person that belongs on this website if I have sex with him????

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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…

How do you tell him to go away?

How do you tell him to go away?
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One of my first long term relationships when I was a late teen was with a very kind fellow. For me he was a port in a storm. I thought he was what I wanted but it wasn’t. We were not on the same path. I wanted travel, education, a less than provincial exsistence. I was more into books and he was more into eating fast food. He never wanted to do anything or go anywhere unless his brothers were in tow. His mother always wanted him close to home. I wanted him to pursue his talents in tech (he was like a savant when it came to electronics) but his mother just wanted him to be a delivery driver. I would compromise for the things I didn’t enjoy but he never did. We had lovely pets at the time too. But all in all We broke it off and went our separate ways.

The good memories stayed and I harbor no ill will towards him. I felt it truly wasnt meant to be. I was nerdy, he was homey, I was jetset, he was happily ubiquitous. Via Social Media he found me. He was twice married and has 2 kids. He keeps trying to get sexual with me. Bringing up our times together in a vulgar manner. He tells me he watches porn. He complains he works 60 hours a week. I tell him that its inappropirate and that I will not fault him memories but talking to me about them is neither here nor there. They dont mean anything to me anymore. I tell him to honor his wife. Their foster children (as he admitted they were from a family of addicts). I tell him you doing this to your wife will hurt their development even more and to PLEASE STOP. I want to block him. I want to tell him eff off with the pervert stuff and be mean. But he is friends with my family on social media. He tells them he misses them too. I tell him I dont want a relationship in any form (casual or otherwise) I like my life. I like myself without a guy. I’m happy and complete.

My problem is this. There is a part of me that wants to screen shot his stupid remarks and tell his family (mother/brothers) to talk to him. I dont want to do him dirt by telling his wife. If they break up.. its my fault right? its because i let him type this crap to me>?? Im stuck. If he breaks up he is gonna be chasing me AND I DONT WANT THAT. I want him to repair his relationship with his wife and STOP talking to me. How to i tell him eff off when I feel deep down inside he wants me to be the reason he starts to fight with his wife?

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I’ve lost all hope so here I am. My dilemma is ‘family first’? even if I know my sister is a home wrecker? My sister says she’s in love with my best friend’s husband. I’ve known this dark secret for five years now and now I’m stuck in the middle. Who do I choose? I’m leaning towards my sister, this is why- A) she is my blood B) she is my twin C) I have a husband who loves me and I feel bad that my sister does not have the love I have. On the other hand I love my best friend who has two beautiful children. I know this is crazy thinking but is it possible to tell both of them to share? I know this is going to blow up bad, especially for the kids, but what if they come to an understanding. It’s the only solution I can think of. Please help, I open to any and all advice here. 🙂

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About 13 years ago, I was in a relationship with a guy I thought I loved more than anything. Granted we were both young, were partying way too much, and had absolutely no idea how to live life… but we got through it. We broke up, got back together, broke up, got back together, “saw other people” “took breaks”, all this went on for about 6 or 7 years or so and no matter what somehow for some reason we would always end up back together and our relationship became one of those typical in any family. That on again off again, comfort zone of chaos that you just “really hoped” your brother or sister would one day wake up from and grow out of.

Well, one night I happened to swing by his place and found him in bed with another girl. Needless to say that comfort zone of chaos didn’t feel so comfortable after that, and I officially took my leave from that situation. Years go by now and recently we have started to have somewhat of a friendship again. It’s that comfort zone of chaos factor don’t think I don’t realize it myself… I do.

My life has been remarkably stable and fullfilled in recent years and as someone that grew up in a comfort zone of chaos… that was raised in constant chaos, to whom chaos alone had ever been the one true guide and teacher… without it sadly I don’t feel right. I know that I seek his chaos because it’s what I’m conditioned to… I get that… none the less all the Freudian revelations in the world can help me from liking it and I don’t know what to do. I could really just like to hear some opinions from someone else. I have been dying to talk to somebody about it but if anyone I cared about knew that I was talking to him again, and even trying to see him that conversation would turn into more trouble than it could ever be worth….

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So I think my husband is having an affair with the next door neighbor and I need some advice before I fall victim to this potential Home Wrecker… This woman shows all the signs, and rumor has it she has already ruined two other marriages in two other neighborhoods. Apparently she has a thing for keeping her affairs local. Like within a hundred feet kinda local… You know those movies where the hot older lady is always watering her grass, or picking up her newspaper in sexy nightgowns and revealing lingerie… well this is her. Every time this woman walks outside her house she is wearing some sexy [email protected]# outfit. Like who TF sleeps in outfits like that. Seriously… what happened to a comfortable t-shirt. This woman is always strutting across her yard wearing matching bra’s and robes, and I swear she is trying to entice something. My husband is just dumb enough to fall for it too… the past few nights when I have been driving up to the house I have seen him coming out of her side door into our house. When I get inside he acts like nothing happened and he’s just been sittin there mindin his own beezwax,,, Um, no honey, I just saw you just walk in. When I asked him what he was doing over there… again he tells me that Mrs. Robinson over there has been having “trouble with her cable box” the past few days. Cable box my ass… he’s workin own a box alright but it’s got nothin to do with cable television…. He can barely tie his own shoe laces by himself let alone fix a cable box. For Christmas our 22 year old son bought us a new smart TV, and he had to call our boy to have him drive 45 miles to our house to help him set it up… I mean we’re talking about plugging a few wires in, WTF does he think he is that he’s gonna be able to fix her cable.  Normally I wouldn’t think twice about some next door floozy tryin to throw herself at my husband, but last June it was discovered that he was having an affair with someone from his office at work and I just really haven’t gotten over that. It was a total nightmare. She was fired, and my husband was suspended for almost 2 months. He thought he was going to loose his job, and those two months were the hardest of our 20 year marriage. He was falling apart thinking I was going to leave him and he was going to loose his job all at the same time. So I did what a the “good wife” does and stayed, to help him get his act together and prevent the entire family’s welfare from being put in jeopardy. Well he went back to work and wasn’t fired. If you ask me, he should have been fired too… but I guess for our family’s sake he got lucky. How long did it take y’all not regain trust in your husbands…? For me it seems like every little thing has been making me think he’s having another affair and honestly I don’t think I could survive another one. We had actually been doing a lot better these past few months and I was actually starting to think that our marriage might not be completely in the trash and we might get through this… but after everything that we have dealt with this past year… for him to even put me in the position to doubt him again? That alone makes me want to leave. I don’t know what I’m gonna do but if I get even the slightest hint that he is cheating on me again, I’m gone. He can keep our neighbor, and her faulty “box”.

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As a reformed cheater I want to share a few thoughts.

First of all, men like me who cheat don’t do it because the women we cheat with are hot or amazing, we do it because they’re easy and desperate. Easy to take advantage of. Easy to walk away from. Desperate for attention, affection and sex and are willing to put up with the few scraps we throw their way in exchange for being taken advantage of. I was a big person in a small community and had women come on to me all the time. They were willing to neglect their husbands, boyfriends and even their kids to be used by me. I would set up meetings with women like this and time and time again stand them up on my whim, yet they kept coming back for more. My double life came to a halt after I met an amazing woman. At first I thought there was no way it was going to last so I just kept up my cheating behind her back. After all, I felt so bad about myself I figured a decent woman would dump me sooner or later and I might as well have some backup. I had a bunch of side chicks who seemed to get off on the fact I had a girlfriend even more. She was beautiful and very successful and none of these side chicks had two dimes to rub together but they seemed to like the idea of screwing over the type of woman they would never be. Thankfully, one of these easy tricks took it too far.

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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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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…

 

Not Always Home Wrecker… X O X O -SAHW Admin.

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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