Okay so we have all had at least one. So I figured a thread where we could vent/rage/ponder about the ever so peculiar workings of these mad men and woman would be a good thing.
Now for your own safety and sanity (on the off chance your ex see's this) don't use names, change the name if it's easier then calling them that "crazy b***h who stole all of my shoes so I couldn't go to work!" (by the way yes that happened to me *twitch*).
Moving right along, this isn't meant to be a break up story thread, this is strictly for whatever crazy story about a crazy ex you have had and sharing it. Doesn't matter if your sharing for reassurance that YOU aren't the crazy one here or that your ex played so many mind games you feel like if you say it outloud or write it down it'll be true because all those months locked in her basement have given you a slight twitch and a slippery grip on reality. Anyway you get the point.
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I intend on telling you one of the craziest of the crazy. Honestly this crazy is what crazy wants to grow up to be. I have had a fair bit of girlfriends and I have only encountered a few crazy woman as this. My ex, who we will call Kathy was by the far one of the craziest I ever had the poor judgment to date and I can't stress that enough the girls was not all there and I have many a story to prove that fact, but I will tell you one of the most memorable ones.
Back when Kathy and I had just started dating (and she was still gorgeous, smart and funny Kathy) we were a few months in and we were at the point in our relationship where it was getting rather serious and you could just tell we were about to scream at the top of our lungs that we loved eachother. But I don't make the first move when it comes to things like that (you know real emotions stuff like that) well we reached an apex of wanting to say it and for some reason or another she wouldn't and I figured I would give her time because I certainly wasn't going to say it if she wasn't. Well we spent every waking and non-waking moment together for the next few days because I was about to start work and my time with her would be cut very nearly in half, so worked started and she wished me off nothing out of the ordinary this is much how the week went she gave me a kiss on my way out and we texted on my lunch break nothing out of the unusual right? Oh was I so wrong...friday rolled around and as I walked to my car with my co-worker who I carpooled with (female), guess what I saw parked on the road just outside my work? My dear sweet Kathy sitting in her car. My co-worker saw me looking at the car and said "That car has been there all week with that girl in there, she kind of freaks me out lets go before she tries to lure us in with candy" I was so astonished by this act of psycho I didn't know what else to do but get in my car and drive away then something even stranger happened...She followed me..I saw her and began to talk to myself in my head saying things like "She has to know I know what her car looks like..." "Didn't she see me looking at her?"..."I wonder if she knows her windows are down..." "God I hope Mary (co-worker) doesn't notice her how the hell do I explain that!?".......well sure enough Mary noticed her and informed me that the freaky crazy lady was following us. (Ugh how was I going to explain this at the Christmas party?!) I told her to calm down and I would drop her off at her boyfriends house cause she was flipping out. Dropped my co-worker off and set off for home...she was still following me. Now my job is especially tiresome and by the end of the day I am in no mood for theatrics. I pulled up to the house she pulled up two houses away I went around the block snuck up behind her and so came the fight, where she accused me of everything under the sun including but not limited to: Cheating, flaunting, flirting, lying and defending the people I had supposedly cheated on her with. Oh and as a side note my crazy ex's when in girlfriend form looove to take my stuff namely clothes and shoes. And this one was no different after telling her repeatedly that all I did was paperwork at work she informed me that she had taken and BURIED all of my "alluring clothes" and then she flung herself on me and told me she loved me and that she would work and support us both cause she couldn't bare having anyone else look at me or wanting me well I no longer wanted to say I love you and it just goes to show be careful what you wish for. We broke up a month later (after she told me where all my clothes were) and I had to file a restraining order shortly there after oh and why do you ask did she start thinking I was cheating on her? Because I didn't say I love you first -.-. There you have it folks one of the many crazy stories I have about an even crazier ex. I will post more if anyone is interested I could write a book on this crap.
Now for your own safety and sanity (on the off chance your ex see's this) don't use names, change the name if it's easier then calling them that "crazy b***h who stole all of my shoes so I couldn't go to work!" (by the way yes that happened to me *twitch*).
Moving right along, this isn't meant to be a break up story thread, this is strictly for whatever crazy story about a crazy ex you have had and sharing it. Doesn't matter if your sharing for reassurance that YOU aren't the crazy one here or that your ex played so many mind games you feel like if you say it outloud or write it down it'll be true because all those months locked in her basement have given you a slight twitch and a slippery grip on reality. Anyway you get the point.
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I intend on telling you one of the craziest of the crazy. Honestly this crazy is what crazy wants to grow up to be. I have had a fair bit of girlfriends and I have only encountered a few crazy woman as this. My ex, who we will call Kathy was by the far one of the craziest I ever had the poor judgment to date and I can't stress that enough the girls was not all there and I have many a story to prove that fact, but I will tell you one of the most memorable ones.
Back when Kathy and I had just started dating (and she was still gorgeous, smart and funny Kathy) we were a few months in and we were at the point in our relationship where it was getting rather serious and you could just tell we were about to scream at the top of our lungs that we loved eachother. But I don't make the first move when it comes to things like that (you know real emotions stuff like that) well we reached an apex of wanting to say it and for some reason or another she wouldn't and I figured I would give her time because I certainly wasn't going to say it if she wasn't. Well we spent every waking and non-waking moment together for the next few days because I was about to start work and my time with her would be cut very nearly in half, so worked started and she wished me off nothing out of the ordinary this is much how the week went she gave me a kiss on my way out and we texted on my lunch break nothing out of the unusual right? Oh was I so wrong...friday rolled around and as I walked to my car with my co-worker who I carpooled with (female), guess what I saw parked on the road just outside my work? My dear sweet Kathy sitting in her car. My co-worker saw me looking at the car and said "That car has been there all week with that girl in there, she kind of freaks me out lets go before she tries to lure us in with candy" I was so astonished by this act of psycho I didn't know what else to do but get in my car and drive away then something even stranger happened...She followed me..I saw her and began to talk to myself in my head saying things like "She has to know I know what her car looks like..." "Didn't she see me looking at her?"..."I wonder if she knows her windows are down..." "God I hope Mary (co-worker) doesn't notice her how the hell do I explain that!?".......well sure enough Mary noticed her and informed me that the freaky crazy lady was following us. (Ugh how was I going to explain this at the Christmas party?!) I told her to calm down and I would drop her off at her boyfriends house cause she was flipping out. Dropped my co-worker off and set off for home...she was still following me. Now my job is especially tiresome and by the end of the day I am in no mood for theatrics. I pulled up to the house she pulled up two houses away I went around the block snuck up behind her and so came the fight, where she accused me of everything under the sun including but not limited to: Cheating, flaunting, flirting, lying and defending the people I had supposedly cheated on her with. Oh and as a side note my crazy ex's when in girlfriend form looove to take my stuff namely clothes and shoes. And this one was no different after telling her repeatedly that all I did was paperwork at work she informed me that she had taken and BURIED all of my "alluring clothes" and then she flung herself on me and told me she loved me and that she would work and support us both cause she couldn't bare having anyone else look at me or wanting me well I no longer wanted to say I love you and it just goes to show be careful what you wish for. We broke up a month later (after she told me where all my clothes were) and I had to file a restraining order shortly there after oh and why do you ask did she start thinking I was cheating on her? Because I didn't say I love you first -.-. There you have it folks one of the many crazy stories I have about an even crazier ex. I will post more if anyone is interested I could write a book on this crap.
