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Link Posted: 4/11/2022 12:52:33 PM EDT
[#1]
Think I'm done with membership. Ive been here since in high school, and pay and beyond selling shit, well i thought it was different. I'll burden my load alone like always.
Link Posted: 4/11/2022 10:26:48 PM EDT
[Last Edit: CornfieldCong] [#2]
I posted this
Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
My now ex-gf. For a good chunk of our 2 years together, she had been fucking other people behind my back. I don't have too many details on who, where and when, but the break-up story is kinda wild I guess.

She was at work and I was off, and was planning on taking my old Grand Cherokee over to her cousin's service shop. We were talking via Snapchat, we finished up our conversation with an exchange of 'I love you's," and then almost an hour later I told her I was going over to the shop to get some work done. Not even 5 minutes after she replied with the classic "I think we should see other people" line. Apparently she had been out with another man a few days prior and her cousin had seen them together, and she was scared that I'd hear about it from him.

Fast forward a little bit, and I'm hearing all kinds of shit from her friends on social media that she had been doing all kinds of shit behind my back while I was working. I drive trucks, so my days are fairly long, limiting the amount of time we'd have together, plus I almost never have weekends off and she works M-F. It's been a month since she came clean, so to speak and it no longer hurts. If anything, I'm pissed at myself for letting her into my heart. She was telling me she loved me while she was fucking another man behind my back.

Every so often, I'd get that funny feeling... I can't really describe it, but you know when someone tells you something, and you can just sense that there's no feeling or force behind the words? I'd feel that sometimes when she'd tell me that she loved me. I'd always brush it off because I really did love her... Gonna be honest, but part of me still does and probably always will. I can't just turn that part of my heart off.

We talked about getting married, and having kids a lot. Apparently she's talking to her new guy about the same thing. Me and her ex husband are friends (long story) and we've been comparing notes since she did it to him. We've come up with the term "Cock Locust."
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in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.
Link Posted: 4/12/2022 11:18:36 PM EDT
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Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
I posted this  in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.
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Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
My now ex-gf. For a good chunk of our 2 years together, she had been fucking other people behind my back. I don't have too many details on who, where and when, but the break-up story is kinda wild I guess.

She was at work and I was off, and was planning on taking my old Grand Cherokee over to her cousin's service shop. We were talking via Snapchat, we finished up our conversation with an exchange of 'I love you's," and then almost an hour later I told her I was going over to the shop to get some work done. Not even 5 minutes after she replied with the classic "I think we should see other people" line. Apparently she had been out with another man a few days prior and her cousin had seen them together, and she was scared that I'd hear about it from him.

Fast forward a little bit, and I'm hearing all kinds of shit from her friends on social media that she had been doing all kinds of shit behind my back while I was working. I drive trucks, so my days are fairly long, limiting the amount of time we'd have together, plus I almost never have weekends off and she works M-F. It's been a month since she came clean, so to speak and it no longer hurts. If anything, I'm pissed at myself for letting her into my heart. She was telling me she loved me while she was fucking another man behind my back.

Every so often, I'd get that funny feeling... I can't really describe it, but you know when someone tells you something, and you can just sense that there's no feeling or force behind the words? I'd feel that sometimes when she'd tell me that she loved me. I'd always brush it off because I really did love her... Gonna be honest, but part of me still does and probably always will. I can't just turn that part of my heart off.

We talked about getting married, and having kids a lot. Apparently she's talking to her new guy about the same thing. Me and her ex husband are friends (long story) and we've been comparing notes since she did it to him. We've come up with the term "Cock Locust."
in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.


I had a really intense relationship, like yours, where we were talking about getting married, the whole nine yards. I was so incredibly in love, and she seemed to be too.  I was all in.

We were on the phone, a land line, this was over 20 years ago, and she had another call come in while we were talking.  She asked to put me on hold and see who it was.  Instead of being on hold, it connected as a three way call.  I heard a dude’s voice… so I quietly listened.  For 10 minutes she and this guy went on about how much they loved each other, talked about the great sex they have, how in crazy she is for him… getting married.

After a few minutes, I think I stopped breathing all together from the pain.  I just couldn’t process it.  Once they hung up, I hung up, and she tried to call me.  I couldn’t answer.  After an hour of sobbing, I worked up the anger to drive over to her place.  I didn’t lose my cool…  instead, I went in and asked how her other fiancée was doing by name.  The look on her face… the lies and excuses…  i just told her to fuck off.  I walked out of there, and I stopped answering her calls.  I had an answering machine. She would leave messages constantly… from sorry, to angry, to crying…  I just didn’t listen.  I ghosted her and made sure I didn’t run into her again.

A few years later I met someone and got married, had a kid, and things were pretty good.  We did eventually divorce, but a year or so later I found my soul mate and we have been together for fifteen years.  She is my everything.  

The gal that cheated on me…  she found me on Facebook a few years ago when I still used it.  She was a recovering meth addict, looked like 300lbs of dog shit, and I was so very happy that she cheated on me. It taught me that you never can tell how things will turn out.  It also taught me that when you keep a closed fist with anger as you hold on, you can’t accept a gift, since that requires an open hand.   You have to let go of the bad ones, be patient, and trust me,  time will heal that heart up and you will find happiness.  I guarantee it.
Link Posted: 4/13/2022 10:28:54 AM EDT
[#4]
Dealing with what looks like a divorce right now.  Amicable but still not fun.  Nearly 20 years together, 12 years married.  2 kids.  

Im still processing.  While I somewhat feel it needs to happen, I dont want to lose my wife.  She has put everything in front of me for the past 7 years.  From friends, to the kids.  It finally came to a head and I told her we either fix it or its over.  I cant be 3rd in line all the time, especially since I own and run a business.  I need her support and its not there, she simply doesnt care.  

The hardest part is giving up the house and being away from the kids.  Im 42 and heading to live with my dad.  ugh
Link Posted: 4/14/2022 10:26:46 PM EDT
[Last Edit: BornToLooze] [#5]
So my dad's in the hospital because he's having mini strokes, and my wife's grandpa fell and gave her grandma a panic attack, so last we heard they are both in the hospital too. We're supposed to get updated as stuff changes and haven't heard shit. I've been burning the candle at both ends with work and school so bad I was gonna text my dad monday and I blinked and it's already thursday, but I figure she would have tried to find out something.

She's a no news is good news person, whereas I had no news and got to the hospital just in time to hear my grandpa's death groan. And her phone messed up and didn't get any of my texts today, which made it seem like some serious shit went down...


I mean, Odin, God, whatever mystical being may be out there, I started going gray when I was 20. Can we cut it down on the stress and the anxiety, ptsd, and depression triggers? I mean one person dieing, I am eggshell fine these days, but I can handle that. But not 3 people at once...not that shit again.


They're all fine, just depression, anxiety, whatever the fuck this is, is just a bitch.
Link Posted: 4/17/2022 1:53:54 PM EDT
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I need to ask some questions cause I know there are folks here who know the answers and I’m all out of them but I think I need some.

When do you know it’s time to get professional-real help?  

How do you even do that?  

Where do you go?
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Family Dr, Psychologist, Psychiatrist.

My time to go in was when I had hit rock bottom & saw no way out.

When i went into a hospital I had been in a horrible depression for a year and a half. I was taking medicine for it but I became pretty much homebound. I laid there and prayed to die all day long.

Finally one day I got a job and was totally out of it. I wrote a letter to the family, went to work the next day to give myself one more day. Everything went wrong that day so the decision was made to end it when I got off.

Co worker I had known 2 days saw that I was really bad off and encouraged me to call my parents and wife. Called my Dr and asked to be admitted into a psychiatric hospital.

That night my parents and wife went to the hospital with me. After I got checked in I was put in a suicide watch room the first day. My only goal was to get out of that room, hated the room.

The next day twice a day we started going to group therapy. I figured it would be stupid but that's what turned me around. They also put me in a room with another patient & we got along well. The 2nd day the nurse informed me that my wife would be gone when I got out.

After 3 more days of group therapy I went home to my parents. After a month and a half I had a job I liked, had lost all my weight, got my own place and did very well. I guess I just had to hit rock bottom. The group therapy is the best.

Don't be ashamed to ask for help. I was made fun of by a few of the ex's family members for having been in a mental hospital. All of them ended up sick themselves in the next few years. Guess who they called when they were going through hell? I answered and talked to them every time. Going in that hospital was the best decision I ever made.
Link Posted: 4/18/2022 7:27:04 PM EDT
[Last Edit: Smashy] [#7]
Link Posted: 4/18/2022 7:53:35 PM EDT
[#8]
That's rough.

I occasionally get bad back and neck spasms, and I've found that midol works pretty well for those. It might be worth considering. I'm not a doctor though, so do your homework on that.
Link Posted: 4/18/2022 11:21:17 PM EDT
[#9]
I don't have anyone to talk to.
Link Posted: 4/19/2022 12:24:28 AM EDT
[#10]
Do you have family somewhere else that you can talk to, even if just over the phone?

If not, I'm sure that you can find someone here to talk to. If you want my number I'll give it to you. I don't know if I have much to offer other than an ear, and I work a weird schedule and can be hard to get a hold of, but the offer is there.
Link Posted: 4/20/2022 11:42:30 PM EDT
[#11]
So my wife and I got into it the other night. We both had that kinda upbringing where we avoid conflict, so you just kinda ignore the little stuff, we've never really got into it.

It's been getting to that point where we were like you know what, lets have a drink or two, you talk about all the shit that I do that pisses you off, I'll talk about all the shit you do that pisses me off, no holds barred, be as brutally honest as you can, if it hurts or triggers you that's an area in your life where you're fucking up


Honestly, stuff is a bit of a struggle now, because we're trying to fix where we've been fucking up, but I couldn't tell you the last time my I had that good of a night's sleep
Link Posted: 4/21/2022 1:59:39 AM EDT
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Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
I posted this  in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.
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I posted this
Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
My now ex-gf. For a good chunk of our 2 years together, she had been fucking other people behind my back. I don't have too many details on who, where and when, but the break-up story is kinda wild I guess.

She was at work and I was off, and was planning on taking my old Grand Cherokee over to her cousin's service shop. We were talking via Snapchat, we finished up our conversation with an exchange of 'I love you's," and then almost an hour later I told her I was going over to the shop to get some work done. Not even 5 minutes after she replied with the classic "I think we should see other people" line. Apparently she had been out with another man a few days prior and her cousin had seen them together, and she was scared that I'd hear about it from him.

Fast forward a little bit, and I'm hearing all kinds of shit from her friends on social media that she had been doing all kinds of shit behind my back while I was working. I drive trucks, so my days are fairly long, limiting the amount of time we'd have together, plus I almost never have weekends off and she works M-F. It's been a month since she came clean, so to speak and it no longer hurts. If anything, I'm pissed at myself for letting her into my heart. She was telling me she loved me while she was fucking another man behind my back.

Every so often, I'd get that funny feeling... I can't really describe it, but you know when someone tells you something, and you can just sense that there's no feeling or force behind the words? I'd feel that sometimes when she'd tell me that she loved me. I'd always brush it off because I really did love her... Gonna be honest, but part of me still does and probably always will. I can't just turn that part of my heart off.

We talked about getting married, and having kids a lot. Apparently she's talking to her new guy about the same thing. Me and her ex husband are friends (long story) and we've been comparing notes since she did it to him. We've come up with the term "Cock Locust."
in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.



It sucks but the best thing to do is be the best you can be and move on. Date when you are ready and try to enjoy yourself.

I was like that with my ex wife. We have been divorced for almost 20 years. We have a son together and her two kids are like my own. She had a hold on me for years after we divorced.

She's been remarried twice but I dated some but didn't want anyone else. I should have stuck with a few of them & forgot about her.  Now I'm older and don't care about dating.

It took me probably 9 or 10 years before I realized that us not being together was for the best.

Now the kids are all grown and have kids. Even though she has been married to a good guy for several years I am Grandpa. Me and my ex get along well but sometimes it's just not meant to be.

She still hugs me to this day and I'm happy that I feel nothing. I just feel stupid for losing so many years because of believing we would be back together.
Link Posted: 4/21/2022 2:08:59 AM EDT
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I had a really intense relationship, like yours, where we were talking about getting married, the whole nine yards. I was so incredibly in love, and she seemed to be too.  I was all in.

We were on the phone, a land line, this was over 20 years ago, and she had another call come in while we were talking.  She asked to put me on hold and see who it was.  Instead of being on hold, it connected as a three way call.  I heard a dude’s voice… so I quietly listened.  For 10 minutes she and this guy went on about how much they loved each other, talked about the great sex they have, how in crazy she is for him… getting married.

After a few minutes, I think I stopped breathing all together from the pain.  I just couldn’t process it.  Once they hung up, I hung up, and she tried to call me.  I couldn’t answer.  After an hour of sobbing, I worked up the anger to drive over to her place.  I didn’t lose my cool…  instead, I went in and asked how her other fiancée was doing by name.  The look on her face… the lies and excuses…  i just told her to fuck off.  I walked out of there, and I stopped answering her calls.  I had an answering machine. She would leave messages constantly… from sorry, to angry, to crying…  I just didn’t listen.  I ghosted her and made sure I didn’t run into her again.

A few years later I met someone and got married, had a kid, and things were pretty good.  We did eventually divorce, but a year or so later I found my soul mate and we have been together for fifteen years.  She is my everything.  

The gal that cheated on me…  she found me on Facebook a few years ago when I still used it.  She was a recovering meth addict, looked like 300lbs of dog shit, and I was so very happy that she cheated on me. It taught me that you never can tell how things will turn out.  It also taught me that when you keep a closed fist with anger as you hold on, you can’t accept a gift, since that requires an open hand.   You have to let go of the bad ones, be patient, and trust me,  time will heal that heart up and you will find happiness.  I guarantee it.
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Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
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Originally Posted By CornfieldCong:
My now ex-gf. For a good chunk of our 2 years together, she had been fucking other people behind my back. I don't have too many details on who, where and when, but the break-up story is kinda wild I guess.

She was at work and I was off, and was planning on taking my old Grand Cherokee over to her cousin's service shop. We were talking via Snapchat, we finished up our conversation with an exchange of 'I love you's," and then almost an hour later I told her I was going over to the shop to get some work done. Not even 5 minutes after she replied with the classic "I think we should see other people" line. Apparently she had been out with another man a few days prior and her cousin had seen them together, and she was scared that I'd hear about it from him.

Fast forward a little bit, and I'm hearing all kinds of shit from her friends on social media that she had been doing all kinds of shit behind my back while I was working. I drive trucks, so my days are fairly long, limiting the amount of time we'd have together, plus I almost never have weekends off and she works M-F. It's been a month since she came clean, so to speak and it no longer hurts. If anything, I'm pissed at myself for letting her into my heart. She was telling me she loved me while she was fucking another man behind my back.

Every so often, I'd get that funny feeling... I can't really describe it, but you know when someone tells you something, and you can just sense that there's no feeling or force behind the words? I'd feel that sometimes when she'd tell me that she loved me. I'd always brush it off because I really did love her... Gonna be honest, but part of me still does and probably always will. I can't just turn that part of my heart off.

We talked about getting married, and having kids a lot. Apparently she's talking to her new guy about the same thing. Me and her ex husband are friends (long story) and we've been comparing notes since she did it to him. We've come up with the term "Cock Locust."
in this thread , and despite being able to joke about it, it's been eating me up pretty bad. Part of the reason why I had wanted to go to Ukraine was because of her. I have family connections there, but no small part of me wanted to go because I knew that I'd probably die over there. And I wanted that.

I started thinking about times in the past when I almost died, like when I took a 7.62 in my SAPI, and started asking God why he didn't let it hit a few inches higher, and then I would never have had to deal with feeling this way.

On the other end of the spectrum, I've felt this feeling that I can't explain, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I feel like she broke something inside of me, something other than my heart, and I don't quite know what it is, but I know it's important because I've never had a feeling like this before in my entire life... Apparently, in the course if her doing her new thing, something bad happened to her. You know, that something bad. She told me about it, said that someone spiked her drink, and she lost 2-3 hours, and that something happened to her. I said all the things that you're supposed to say, "I'm sorry that happened to you," etc. But I didn't feel anything.

Like, if she had told me that a year ago, or even two months ago, my reaction would've been 180° from this. I'd feel anger, rage, I'd want to protect her and I'd blame myself for not being there. I'd want to find the guy that did it, and start kicking doors. But I felt nothing. I felt nothing, and that scares the shit out of me. I feel like something important is broken, and I don't know what it is, and I want to fix it. Because I don't want to feel nothing.

She still has this hold on me though, and I don't think I have it in me to shake it. I don't want to find anyone else. But I know she's gone.


I had a really intense relationship, like yours, where we were talking about getting married, the whole nine yards. I was so incredibly in love, and she seemed to be too.  I was all in.

We were on the phone, a land line, this was over 20 years ago, and she had another call come in while we were talking.  She asked to put me on hold and see who it was.  Instead of being on hold, it connected as a three way call.  I heard a dude’s voice… so I quietly listened.  For 10 minutes she and this guy went on about how much they loved each other, talked about the great sex they have, how in crazy she is for him… getting married.

After a few minutes, I think I stopped breathing all together from the pain.  I just couldn’t process it.  Once they hung up, I hung up, and she tried to call me.  I couldn’t answer.  After an hour of sobbing, I worked up the anger to drive over to her place.  I didn’t lose my cool…  instead, I went in and asked how her other fiancée was doing by name.  The look on her face… the lies and excuses…  i just told her to fuck off.  I walked out of there, and I stopped answering her calls.  I had an answering machine. She would leave messages constantly… from sorry, to angry, to crying…  I just didn’t listen.  I ghosted her and made sure I didn’t run into her again.

A few years later I met someone and got married, had a kid, and things were pretty good.  We did eventually divorce, but a year or so later I found my soul mate and we have been together for fifteen years.  She is my everything.  

The gal that cheated on me…  she found me on Facebook a few years ago when I still used it.  She was a recovering meth addict, looked like 300lbs of dog shit, and I was so very happy that she cheated on me. It taught me that you never can tell how things will turn out.  It also taught me that when you keep a closed fist with anger as you hold on, you can’t accept a gift, since that requires an open hand.   You have to let go of the bad ones, be patient, and trust me,  time will heal that heart up and you will find happiness.  I guarantee it.


You nailed it!  I think back and hit myself because I was so stupid to fall for my ex's games for so many years. We have a son together so had to see each other so that made it worse.

Me ex is a good person but there's no way I could live with her. Had all these other women to date but squandered it because of her games.  Moving on after a breakup is definitely the best thing to do even though it hurts like hell at the time.
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I don't have anyone to talk to.
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I know I don't actually know anyone here but,

You and anyone else on this site can inbox me anytime to talk about anything. (keep in mind im not a mental health professional, and I also struggle daily.)

I appreciate everyone sharing their struggles on this thread. That takes alot of courage. I could never do it. Sometimes I come to this thread just to read about other people's problems which helps me get some more perspective on life, and that does help me with my own struggles. So thank you.

I will never quit, and thats all I ask of everyone who reads this.
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https://www.ar15.com/forums/general/Please-someone-with-more-stronger-faith-than-me-/5-2547024/

stpolaris needs help.  I have his phone # if anyone is interested.
Link Posted: 5/5/2022 10:08:48 PM EDT
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Never mind, all good
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Wife of 16yrs, walked in on her masturbating and having phone sex.
Had me arrested on a fake assault charge, spent 2 months living out of Motel 6.
Finally got back into the house,(she was long gone) Bitch still comes by and steals my mail.
This was 3 yrs ago... She's still doing it.
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Feel the same way. Message if you want.
Link Posted: 5/8/2022 11:35:37 AM EDT
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I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
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bushbandit:
Wife of 16yrs, walked in on her masturbating and having phone sex.
I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Probably on facetime with another guy. Pretty wrong.

Anyway. I came here just to say that self help books can go a long way for many people struggling with many different problems.
 Obviously not a cure all but just a reminder, books are cool.
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Talked with my lawyer today (my hearing is next week).  They flat out rejected a consent agreement. He is making a final request and is going to call me this afternoon.

He’s said they’re hopefully going for a two year suspension of my nursing license, two years mandatory anger management and psychiatric counseling at my expense, and a lifetime ban on me working in psychiatric nursing or long term care, followed by five years probation. (This sounds horrible but it beats jail and being registered as an ‘abuser’).

This will only be in the state where I was working when I was attacked by the mental hospital patient/sex offender. My home state has still said I’m suspended indefinitely. If they agree to abide by the court’s agreement, I’ll be sixty two years old when I get my license fully restored.

Right now I’m making $16/hour working at a temporary job, if I get hired in full time I might clear $25,000 this year.

I just want to give up. I’ve finally gotten to where I’ve caught up on my bills—last week I had $20 left at the end of the week and that was a cause to celebrate. I finally got caught up.
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I just want to give up. I've finally gotten to where I've caught up on my billslast week I had $20 left at the end of the week and that was a cause to celebrate. I finally got caught up.
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A small win is still a win.

I like AJ_Dual's suggestion. Especially with gas prices being what they are, think about how much more you'd save by not having to commute.
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@RevolverRO

Have you looked into medical coding/billing from home?

Looks like avg. pay is $50k in KY.

Sounds boring, but would leverage your nursing background. And it could be a plus to getting hired, and your legal woes wouldn't be a factor.
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Solid recommendation.  IMO, remote job opportunities are abundant yet seem harder to find.  With that said, good remote job opportunities with benefits are out there.  Keep your chin up.
Link Posted: 5/11/2022 11:54:12 AM EDT
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Good remote jobs are out there. Takes some time to find. I stumbled upon one last October, started November 1st. Incredible pay, benefits, people I work with.
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I’m not sure I’d want to do coding—I hate, absolutely hate data entry and stuff like that. Additionally, my home has very spotty shitty Internet service. My ex had a home office/remote job and couldn’t do it here because we constantly  had service dropping out and speed issues.

I’m enjoying the job I’ve taken at the lab but it’s through a temp agency for a employee out on sick leave. If I hired in thru the company my pay would rise quite a bit but there’s no guarantee that I’ll get hired in.

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Last night I had a long talk with my lawyer, the board said the judge rejected anything other than a lifetime ban. So my lawyer wants to put me on the stand, explain everything that happened. He says at this point I have nothing to lose and even though he’s certain they’ll still revoke my license and ban me from nursing or working in healthcare.

I sat in my car last night wondering if the fight is worth it. I poured four years of my life into becoming a nurse, tried to make a better life for me and my family. It cost me my marriage. It feels like every dream I had is slowly being ripped away. My marriage, my family, my home, my career.

One of my friends told me the other day ‘it’s just a job’. No, it wasn’t. I don’t know how to describe what being a caregiver is like...it’s not any one thing, like changing a bandage or administering a medication or starting an IV line or cleaning a wound. It’s not giving patient care or filling out a chart. But it was something I was good at and I felt like I was making a difference, and when I looked at myself in the mirror I was proud of who I was and what I was going, and for so much of my life, I’d lived with people telling me I was no good, I was worthless, I was nothing. This was the first time ever I felt good about who I was and what I was doing. It sounds stupid but until you’ve gone from one place in your life to another it’s hard to really understand how it feels.
Link Posted: 5/15/2022 7:47:43 PM EDT
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Based on your story (which I honestly don't feel is the full story) I definitely would & that way its in the court record as to what happened. Make sure you highlight that you asked for help multiple times and you never received that help.

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Last night I had a long talk with my lawyer, the board said the judge rejected anything other than a lifetime ban. So my lawyer wants to put me on the stand, explain everything that happened. He says at this point I have nothing to lose and even though he’s certain they’ll still revoke my license and ban me from nursing or working in healthcare.

I sat in my car last night wondering if the fight is worth it. I poured four years of my life into becoming a nurse, tried to make a better life for me and my family. It cost me my marriage. It feels like every dream I had is slowly being ripped away. My marriage, my family, my home, my career.

One of my friends told me the other day ‘it’s just a job’. No, it wasn’t. I don’t know how to describe what being a caregiver is like...it’s not any one thing, like changing a bandage or administering a medication or starting an IV line or cleaning a wound. It’s not giving patient care or filling out a chart. But it was something I was good at and I felt like I was making a difference, and when I looked at myself in the mirror I was proud of who I was and what I was going, and for so much of my life, I’d lived with people telling me I was no good, I was worthless, I was nothing. This was the first time ever I felt good about who I was and what I was doing. It sounds stupid but until you’ve gone from one place in your life to another it’s hard to really understand how it feels.
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