Re: Nominee for Ex Husband

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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

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How awful, Leggs. I'm glad you got out.

Maggie

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Leggs, I think you are winning, hands down...However I do not know the story of

Lou LOL

Nominee for Ex Husband

Meet Stanley

studying to be an alcoholic

charming, manipulative, never met a stranger

Every little old lady in grandma's nursing home LOVES him. Knows all

of their names and flirts with them.

Absolutely fabulous in bed....but it is due to experience....a LOT of

experience...with a LOT of women....even after marriage

gives wife a venereal disease that gyno discovers when testing for

infertility problems

Teases small boy children by tickling them...until they cry and then

makes fun of them for being babies

Steals " gifts " from boxcars in the railroad yard where he works:

gloves, cases of wine, hats, flashlights, and gives them to each and

every member of wife's family while announcing where he got them and

how easy it was to get them.

When wife requests counseling, agrees to attend, shows up 30 minutes

late, sits with arms crossed and scowl on face and repeats, " What

bullshit! " over and over. Psychologist later asks wife, " Why did you

marry this asshole? " Wife figures that is all of the counseling she

needs...

When threatened with divorce, he suspects wife is cheating on HIM and

follows her friends and aquaintances for " clues " Pushes redial on

phone repeatedly to see who she has been talking to (her mother...)

Calls 3 mos. after separation to inform now ex-wife that it MUST be

SHE who is infertile because he accidentally got one of his new

girlfriends pregnant. Wife has had 3 miscarriages and tried for 3

years to get pregnant. He refused to adopt a baby that " isn't his

flesh and blood. " New girlfriend, of course, has abortion.

Now, wasn't he a winner? I dated this guy for 7 years and was

married for 5 years. This truly answers the question, " Will fabulous

sex make up for anything? " Ladies, the answer is NO!!!!!

Leggs (who is very happy with hubby #2)

[Guest guest]

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

[Guest guest]

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

[Guest guest]

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.

[Guest guest]

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.

[Guest guest]

Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys.

How weird is that?

Sissi

[Guest guest]

>>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.

[Guest guest]

>>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.

[Guest guest]

>>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

[Guest guest]

>>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

[Guest guest]

I think Russ wins! Or loses? Or something!

Salli

[Guest guest]

I think Russ wins! Or loses? Or something!

Salli

[Guest guest]

I think Russ wins! Or loses? Or something!

Salli

[Guest guest]

> Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys.

>

He does! Almost had me reconsidering the divorce for a minute (NOT!)

Salli

[Guest guest]

> Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys.

>

He does! Almost had me reconsidering the divorce for a minute (NOT!)

Salli

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 4/25/03 9:26:09 AM Eastern Daylight Time,

shanley_n_teresa@... writes:

> What kind of loser was I!!!

What kind of loser was he! He should be shot.

Hugs to you

[Guest guest]

I agree about Russ.

Maggie

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[Guest guest]

I agree about Russ.

Maggie

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[Guest guest]

Well, Theresa, I think perhaps you are in the lead ...

----- Original Message -----

> From: shanley_n_teresa

> 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.

>

>

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Sad thing about that is...I can actually top Russ.

Although he was not that bad to me during our 5 month relationship,

Alyx's real father is in prison for 45 years for raping his other 8

year old daughter. I think that qualifies him as being the worst

person ever.

What kind of loser was I!!!

I think we all had such low self esteem and lived on the idea that if

you suffered for your man, you'd eventually be rewarded. We told

ourselves that it really wasn't that bad as it was happening. The

emotional scars for all of us, regardless of severity, will be

forever. Time makes them lighter, but they never fully go away. I

had to examine really hard what it was about me that got me into

these relationships and I took a good long break from dating after my

divorce. I'm just glad I could put myself in a healthier state of

mind in order to have a healthy relationship.

I think perhaps you are in the lead ...

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

> > Lou almost sounds good after some of these guys.

> >

> He does! Almost had me reconsidering the divorce for a minute

I wouldn't go THAT far!!!!!!!!!

> (NOT!)

Of course not.

Sissi

[Guest guest]

Okay, okay ...

That is the lowest form of life to slither on the earth. No doubt about it.

Sissi

> Sad thing about that is...I can actually top Russ.

>

> Although he was not that bad to me during our 5 month relationship,

> Alyx's real father is in prison for 45 years for raping his other 8

> year old daughter. I think that qualifies him as being the worst

> person ever.

>

> What kind of loser was I!!!

[Guest guest]

Okay, okay ...

That is the lowest form of life to slither on the earth. No doubt about it.

Sissi

> Sad thing about that is...I can actually top Russ.

>

> Although he was not that bad to me during our 5 month relationship,

> Alyx's real father is in prison for 45 years for raping his other 8

> year old daughter. I think that qualifies him as being the worst

> person ever.

>

> What kind of loser was I!!!