Guest guest Posted April 24, 2003 Report Share Posted April 24, 2003 In a message dated 4/24/03 9:06:54 PM Eastern Daylight Time, kdminden2001@... writes: > I dated this guy for 7 years and was married for 5 years. Glad you didn't waste any more time on him! Hugs Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2003 Report Share Posted April 24, 2003 Ok, I figure I won't win here, but it's fun to tell ex stories ... So I met S. when I was at the end of my junior year of college. S. and I hit it off like peas and carrots. He was young, charming, artistic, ambitious, and strangely innocent ... it was a fast paced romance. We moved in together. My Catholic family disowned me. Left college to work, since I had been " cut off " financially. It was more than three years before my father would speak to me. Got engaged. S. spiraled into alcoholism. Punished me emotionally if I wouldn't drink with him. Punished me for my burgeoning career and modest success. Undermined my efforts to finish school. Declared that we were not getting married, cuz " we don't need no piece of paper from The Man. " Became paranoid, became a hypochondriac, developed weird phobias. Drank more. Forged friendships with younger and younger people because they were the only ones who could drink with as much reckless abandon as he did. After three years I went to counseling (on my own). In my mind I felt like we were already married, and I felt irrationally committed, that it wouldn't be right for me to leave him. But eventually I saw the light and realized that we *weren't* married and that now was my opportunity to run and run fast. I finished school, dumped his sorry ass, repaired the rift with my family. Met current dh and the rest is history. (SAHM in GA) MSN elizabethloht@... n 33, mo, no formal dx Phoebe, 10 wks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2003 Report Share Posted April 24, 2003 Met Russ in Drug and Alcohol treatment when we were both 16...ha that should have been my first clue huh. Dated about a year while he and I both were being played in the State foster care system. Broke up. Met again at 19..I had been going to school, had a daughter, and was doing pretty well. He had just gotten out of prison for the second time for burgulary. That should have been my second clue. Charmed his way into my apartment and life. Insisted that he wanted to change his life and that I was the person who could help him. He was drinking moderately at the time, but afterall, he had just gotten out of prison. Managed to convince me that he loved me, that if I dropped out of school and supported him while he attended school, he'd support me when I went back. He made it sound like he never knew love and just needed someone who'd love him back fully...and I was the only person who could do it. Russ had a very long history. He was adopted at birth, but his parents told me later that they knew something was very wrong with him. Apparently his birth mother was addicted to drugs. He was extremely violent as young as 3. At age 8, he burned down his church by playing with matches. It was his first out of home placement. At 9, he held a gun to the babysitter. 14, threw a maltov coctail through a neighbor's picture window. In and out of institutions, myriad diagnosis, nothing helped. His parents BTW are some of the most wonderful people. Less than a week after we were married, I received my first beating. It was the worst physical attack on me during the whole marriage. I threw him out, but of course, he weaseled back in. I went to the ER three times in a year. He twisted my foot backwards and I though the had broken it, so he drove me DRUNK to the ER...sat there digging his knuckles into my ribs until I yelled while the nurse had her back turned, then would say " would you hurry up can't you see how much pain she's in " After I left him, he got mad when I had come back over to the house to pick up some of my stuff, and he had made a turkey, and I took a piece off of it. He said I was not entitled to anything of his, and he took off after me and I ran trying to get out the back door, he caught me and shoved me right through the door, had glass sticking out of my arm. He grabbed it and twisted the glass in my arm. That was on my birthday. On an anniversary, he began stealing tips off the waitresses tables, I got mad, he took off. As I was walking home, he pulled up behind me hitting me with the car, grabbed my hair, pulled me into the car...drove thru the garage door at the house and still having me by the hair, threw me down on the ground and kicked me with his steel toed boots until he sprained his ankle. Then he wanted me to help him! We lived in four different houses during that year, and we had to replace the door on every one of them from him kicking it in. He began calling the police on himself for a domestic when there was no domestic going on. The cops would show up, then he'd blame me. I could go on and on and on about the mental stuff he did to me. Of course, all of it was my fault for not loving, trusting, blah blah blah enough. Every time he'd swear he'd quit drinking. He started a fire in the apartment next door, he vandalized, bugularized, played real life bumper cars damaging 20 cars in one night (that got his friend sent back to prison). Oddly enough, we lived by the AMTRAK station, and he, too, stole baggage from the train. He's now permanently disabled from shooting heroin after we divorced. He got endocarditis which ruined his valves in his heart. I saw him about a year ago, looks like hell. I'm certain he's still on drugs. I don't know what is in his head, but I truly pity him, and am very very very glad I'm not the one trying to rescue him anymore. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2003 Report Share Posted April 24, 2003 He's a real doozy. Georga's ex is something too. As bad as Lou is I think these two are worse. I read another one too that sounded awful...can't recall that one right off. I think Russ takes the cake so far though, although the gun to the head weighs heavily also. Yikes. Too many rotten guys out there. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys. How weird is that? Sissi Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 >>I truly pity him<< You are a truly amazing woman...I only just read it and I wish him harm! What an awful story. I am glad you are out of that! Re: Nominee for Ex Husband Met Russ in Drug and Alcohol treatment when we were both 16...ha that should have been my first clue huh. Dated about a year while he and I both were being played in the State foster care system. Broke up. Met again at 19..I had been going to school, had a daughter, and was doing pretty well. He had just gotten out of prison for the second time for burgulary. That should have been my second clue. Charmed his way into my apartment and life. Insisted that he wanted to change his life and that I was the person who could help him. He was drinking moderately at the time, but afterall, he had just gotten out of prison. Managed to convince me that he loved me, that if I dropped out of school and supported him while he attended school, he'd support me when I went back. He made it sound like he never knew love and just needed someone who'd love him back fully...and I was the only person who could do it. Russ had a very long history. He was adopted at birth, but his parents told me later that they knew something was very wrong with him. Apparently his birth mother was addicted to drugs. He was extremely violent as young as 3. At age 8, he burned down his church by playing with matches. It was his first out of home placement. At 9, he held a gun to the babysitter. 14, threw a maltov coctail through a neighbor's picture window. In and out of institutions, myriad diagnosis, nothing helped. His parents BTW are some of the most wonderful people. Less than a week after we were married, I received my first beating. It was the worst physical attack on me during the whole marriage. I threw him out, but of course, he weaseled back in. I went to the ER three times in a year. He twisted my foot backwards and I though the had broken it, so he drove me DRUNK to the ER...sat there digging his knuckles into my ribs until I yelled while the nurse had her back turned, then would say " would you hurry up can't you see how much pain she's in " After I left him, he got mad when I had come back over to the house to pick up some of my stuff, and he had made a turkey, and I took a piece off of it. He said I was not entitled to anything of his, and he took off after me and I ran trying to get out the back door, he caught me and shoved me right through the door, had glass sticking out of my arm. He grabbed it and twisted the glass in my arm. That was on my birthday. On an anniversary, he began stealing tips off the waitresses tables, I got mad, he took off. As I was walking home, he pulled up behind me hitting me with the car, grabbed my hair, pulled me into the car...drove thru the garage door at the house and still having me by the hair, threw me down on the ground and kicked me with his steel toed boots until he sprained his ankle. Then he wanted me to help him! We lived in four different houses during that year, and we had to replace the door on every one of them from him kicking it in. He began calling the police on himself for a domestic when there was no domestic going on. The cops would show up, then he'd blame me. I could go on and on and on about the mental stuff he did to me. Of course, all of it was my fault for not loving, trusting, blah blah blah enough. Every time he'd swear he'd quit drinking. He started a fire in the apartment next door, he vandalized, bugularized, played real life bumper cars damaging 20 cars in one night (that got his friend sent back to prison). Oddly enough, we lived by the AMTRAK station, and he, too, stole baggage from the train. He's now permanently disabled from shooting heroin after we divorced. He got endocarditis which ruined his valves in his heart. I saw him about a year ago, looks like hell. I'm certain he's still on drugs. I don't know what is in his head, but I truly pity him, and am very very very glad I'm not the one trying to rescue him anymore. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 >>Ok, I figure I won't win here, but it's fun to tell ex stories << Wow that is a story. Glad you are back in with your family. Re: Nominee for Ex Husband Ok, I figure I won't win here, but it's fun to tell ex stories ... So I met S. when I was at the end of my junior year of college. S. and I hit it off like peas and carrots. He was young, charming, artistic, ambitious, and strangely innocent ... it was a fast paced romance. We moved in together. My Catholic family disowned me. Left college to work, since I had been " cut off " financially. It was more than three years before my father would speak to me. Got engaged. S. spiraled into alcoholism. Punished me emotionally if I wouldn't drink with him. Punished me for my burgeoning career and modest success. Undermined my efforts to finish school. Declared that we were not getting married, cuz " we don't need no piece of paper from The Man. " Became paranoid, became a hypochondriac, developed weird phobias. Drank more. Forged friendships with younger and younger people because they were the only ones who could drink with as much reckless abandon as he did. After three years I went to counseling (on my own). In my mind I felt like we were already married, and I felt irrationally committed, that it wouldn't be right for me to leave him. But eventually I saw the light and realized that we *weren't* married and that now was my opportunity to run and run fast. I finished school, dumped his sorry ass, repaired the rift with my family. Met current dh and the rest is history. (SAHM in GA) MSN elizabethloht@... n 33, mo, no formal dx Phoebe, 10 wks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 I think Russ wins! Or loses? Or something! Salli Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 > Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys. > He does! Almost had me reconsidering the divorce for a minute (NOT!) Salli Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 I agree about Russ. Maggie ________________________________________________________________ The best thing to hit the internet in years - Juno SpeedBand! Surf the web up to FIVE TIMES FASTER! Only $14.95/ month - visit www.juno.com to sign up today! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2003 Report Share Posted April 25, 2003 >>-Why don't we just nominate and leave it at that. This is getting to be very depressing---- << I agree Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 27, 2003 Report Share Posted April 27, 2003 > OK, now that I've finally read all the ex stories, I > have a suggestion. Instead of giving an award to one > of these lunatics, how about giving awards to the > women who got out and built new lives for themselves > and their children? > > Ladies, I salute you all. > > Tuna I'm with Tuna! You guys did what you needed to do and got strong enough to get away from those a$$holes before they killed you. You're all wonderful! Sue Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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