Hmm, well, my ex is the kinda person to get pregnant just so she wouldn’t have to work for a roof over her head and food in her mouth. So, combine that with her “I need to have at least 5 sexual partners in my life at any time” habit and her “I need to spend more money on useless shit than the entire budget for a family of 6” habit, the whole thing didn’t last too long, shortly after the kid’s 1st birthday, I kicked her to the curb (kid stayed with me of course).

First attempt to get back together: The “oh we can continue to have sex without being in a relationship” thing. Mistake on my part to even agree, she quickly moved back in with me without my consent. One day when she was out, after promising for about 2 weeks straight that she’d move out the next day, I just told her she’s not welcome back. She then had to sell her car because her new boyfriend lied about being able to finance the down payment for her rental apartment. This got her into an abusive relationship with a person who is, quite literally, a carbon copy of her, personality wise. Holding money and his car over her so she can’t leave him. Just like she held our child over me so I couldn’t leave her (already during pregnancy she said, if I did something she didn’t like, that she’ll just dump my ass and make sure I’ll never get to see the child). This sorta felt like karma honestly.

She’s admitted this to me several times, so attempt #2 to get back together was when she had a mini-breakup with the new guy. She asked if I’d help her get a car of her own so she can at least go to work without depending on the guy. I said I’d consider it. Then a while later said nah, sorry, can’t help. Still helped her financially because there was an implication on her part that if I wouldn’t, she’d immediately sue me for custody.

End of September rolls around, and I say to her, hey, you have a boyfriend, why do I still have to help you out… After that, she kidnaps our child, makes a million excuses for it, but I can’t REALLY prove it’s because I refused to buy her a car. Oh well. I don’t see my child for about a month after that, which is technically illegal, but it doesn’t matter, because laws don’t apply to her.

End of October rolls around, she calls me, says her boyfriend hit her, could I please come pick up the kid and bring 'em back tomorrow. I say sure. I drive over, record the entire in-person exchange. She says her boyfriend has been yelling at the child quite often, and she’s powerless to stop him, he apparently just said “well you just aren’t cut out to be a mother then” when she said yelling at a 1.5 year old isn’t the way to discipline them, especially from someone who isn’t even a parent of said child. She also says that her boyfriend had hit her while she was holding the child. And that HE said she couldn’t allow ME to see my child. She asks if she can come with me, I say no, at best I can drop her off at some friend’s house, but I don’t want her at my home. I leave.

Next day, I tell her she’s not getting the kid back. She emails me saying I have no right to do this, and that “just because there was a police car in front of the apartment building, you can’t immediately assume there’s anything going on at our home”, etc. CPS has already been informed of everything she’d said the previous day and I consulted my lawyer as well. They said it was absolutely fine for me to not allow the child back into such circumstances. There are about 4 or 5 email exchanges between us where she just ignores it when I repeat to her what she’d said that day, and focuses on the police car and “my assumptions”, when I explain to her why she can’t have the kid back.

For the next month, I keep telling her she can’t take the child to her place. I’m willing to meet up with her, and go to a park or someplace where she can play with the child. I offer two dates, and when she says “Oh I offered you 3 days per week, all you offer me is two days, not recurring” and I told her “I’m not the one trying to limit you to any specific days or dates, those are just the days I have available THIS week, but if you find a time slot that works for you some other day, just tell me ahead of time and we’ll make it work”. She ignores this. We have this exact email exchange 2 or 3 times. She still claims to this day that I only offered her one date, ever, and then proceeded to deny her any opportunity of seeing the child - despite the fact that I clearly outlined why I can’t trust her to take the child to her place, and that she’d be welcome to see them any time, just gotta let me know in advance.

At the recommendation of the CPS employee, I still caved in and let her take the child after about a month. First time she brings the kid back, but keeps the car seat, saying she bought it so it’s hers to keep, and that I should buy a new one. Of course what she ignores is that I sent her the money to buy it that time, and that we were married so anything we bought together is shared property anyway.

Second time, I tell her that I’m just giving her the child, nothing else. I don’t want to see any more of the kid’s things on sale, because I’ve already lost a LOT of clothes and stuff I’ve bought for them. She just kept looting them. She says “well if you’re going to be like that then I’m telling CPS I can’t trust the child back with you” and that’s exactly what she does. Again, a million excuses in an email she sent to me the next morning, but I again recorded the entire exchange.

We’re in family mediation now. Have to go through it before I can sue her. She just keeps lying, including about things I have proof of. I don’t tell her I have proof. We agreed on some times where I can meet the child, including today for a few hours. We meet up, go to a playground, she’s oddly friendly. As she puts the kid back in her car, she tells me that actually as soon as she can get back on her feet financially, she’s leaving her boyfriend because he keeps lying to her about debts, other girlfriends and employment. Everything, really. She’s been collecting proof. She asks if I she can give me a hug, I say no, it’d be weird. A bit later in the conversation she asks yet again if I see any future where we’re together again. I have a recording of this entire exchange too. I actually have more shit, but these are some of the conversations she’d be most devastated to find out that I can prove.

My proposal at the family mediation is going to be that until she can get back on her feet, the kid lives with me, but visits her of course, and after that we can have the mediation again, maybe in like a year and a half. Maybe the kid can live with her then, if she’s improved a few key aspects of her life and personality. Because never in this entire thing have I wanted to take the kid away from her, but I need to protect my offspring.

Ah btw, this entire time she’s been on sick leave from work. Literally since september, and she also took out sick leave in august, for a job she started in august, after she quit (or got fired from) the job she had for almost the whole month of july.

One day she randomly decided to visit my home when I was living with my dad. She was like my very first real girlfriend and real ex. But she was also one of those people who couldn’t decide for herself as to whether she was done with anyone or not completely. But I was open to chances at the time.

Anyways, she randomly came to my home, with her dad parked on the other side of the driveway. There was no violence or anything, I think we were a bit of time removed from our breakup so we allowed things to let time and whatnot decide itself. My dad was gone for however long and I knew he didn’t like the idea of any visitors coming over and didn’t seem keen on me having relationships (for some reason).

So we are talking, I’m trying to understand her and why she came over. Over the period of an half hour though, we’d be upstairs and I noticed she has tried multiple times into seducing me into fucking her. Rubbing her ass against my thigh, allowing me to grope her and everything. For all I knew, she was just tempting me to come back to her and we can restart whatever flinging and whatnot our relationship had going. After all of that, I had to remind her that my dad was out and could come back any moment, additionally I was thinking about her father too as to what the hell he’s probably thinking being here in this random ass encounter. Not like I knew him well.

She took the hint and finally decided to leave, before leaving me with something to think about and to talk sometime. Quite frankly, I still feel like this was a bullet dodged because I think she was trying to seduce me to fuck her in my home, to get some blackmail on me. Because we never got back together after this, we never had anything close to this again either. On the other hand, if I had a vasectomy and know I’d never get anyone pregnant, I probably would’ve caved into having sex with her. But then again I knew her well enough that even if that was the case, she’d probably scream rape.

Lazy ass hobosexeual played the part of a caring partner for 2 years. He was in someone else’s bed whenever I wasn’t home at night, I worked the night shift so that was pretty much every night. I was constantly exhausted after working 12-14 hour shifts all the time, so I asked him to get a job or do anything to bring money in. He didn’t want to so he found some lady who made more than me to take his lazy ass in. I (sadly) begged him to stay and kept in touch.

One day, he came over to help me fix my brakes and tried to kiss me. I turned my check because fuck that noise. He had the BIGGEST crocodile tears I’ve ever seen in someone over the age of 5. Told me that he still loved me, just wanted to feel like I wanted him there (me begging wasn’t enough I guess), said he didn’t love her, she had “gross fake tits”, said he only cared about her money and her boat he was living on, said he had to sleep in his car when HE left because he had nowhere to go, blah blah blah. I told him to leave and then I found her on Facebook. I told her everything he had just told me. That dumbass still went on to marry his lazy ass and he still doesn’t work.

That’s ok though, my current partner of 10+ years is a massive improvement. He’s not an alcoholic and he has a job, so I won that one 😁

Also. Fuck you Levi.

So your skin is perpetually mildlyinfuriating? What a terrible place for a curse.

My ex wife contacted me last year claiming she found out she had syphillis and had it the whole time we were married. I got checked, was fine, and started wondering if she was just trying to fuck with me.

One of my exes once sent me a Facebook friendship request more than 10 years after we’d split up. I’m still traumatised.

Well, if I’m being completely honest here, I’m the fucked up ex.

I’ve only had amicable breakups (37, male, single), except for this one: when I was still figuring things out in eighth grade, a girl that I had broken up with threatened to pour coke on me - which she was holding in her hand - which made me miss a final exam and the teacher wouldn’t have it so I failed the class. Dafuq.

Just realized your question was about exes trying to come back to our lives. Never mind.

She was batshit and had crazy borderline energy. We’d split up because of very simple rules I have about behaving like adults in a relationship which was pretty much fucking impossible for her.

She kept having to come over to pick up things from my place she forgot here. She came over to get a shirt or some shit and her ass was just… fuck. She was wearing these little booty shorts and like. I’m a weak man. I couldn’t not do it. Plus she said she’d had all this growth and stuff (all lies) so fuck it. I knew what a terrible idea it was an how lucky I was to have made it out clean the first time but those who know know.

Anyway. We get back together. She has an std. claims she had no idea how she got it. I didn’t get it but. Add not fucking anyone without a condom while we’re broken up to the list of lies.

We’re together for like a month and I break up with her again because she’s incapable of discussing things in good faith without yelling or losing her temper. She calls me the day after I dump her and tells me she’s pregnant, which I didn’t believe but fuck it. I’ll deal with the consequences of my action and be a good father. Cue like 2 months of her calling me and texting me to discuss our relationship, screaming yelling into the phone while I repeatedly reiterate that I’m only willing to talk about the child she’s supposedly carrying.

Anyway the calls eventually stop. I hear through the grapevine her new boyfriend is freaking out because he’s knocked her up 2 months later. Which is… uh.

AFAIK she never did have a baby, and was probably never even pregnant.

There’s so much more but.

Why did I get back with her?

Those who know know.

Booty call over PlayStation network DMs

My wife’s ex… She wanted a dog, he didn’t. They compromised and got a dog. She broke it off shortly afterwards, because she realized he was a full blown mask-off white supremacist. She got the dog in the split, because she was the one who wanted him in the first place.

We got married like a decade later, and the dog died shortly afterwards. She had him blocked on everything, but sent a “hey just wanted to let you know the dog died” message through a mutual friend who still talked to him. He tried to use “grief processing” as an excuse to meet up for lunch. He was still a blatant white supremacist, but hadn’t seen any of our wedding photos because she had him blocked on everything. I’m not white. I offered to tag along to their meeting, just to see his the look on his face when I walked through the door and introduced myself as her husband.

My mentally ill ex husband, who kept a heroin and serial cheating habit quiet for over a year before I put the pieces together and kicked him out, created a website to make it look like he’d started a successful company and sent it to my friends and family members asking them to forward it to me since I had successfully blocked any form of direct contact with me.

It was pretty sad. You could tell that it was hastily thrown together, probably while he was high/manic. It also resulted in a large chunk of the people he initially sent it to blocking him as well, which likely increased his isolation etc.

Word to the wise, friends, you cannot save people from themselves, no matter how much you want to or how hard you try. Not everyone with mental illness and/or addiction issues will treat you badly, but, if they are not actively pursuing help on their own, there’s not much to be done. Life is short, don’t set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm.

Not that fucked up, honestly, but here it goes anyway:

Had a GF, we ended up breaking up. And it didn’t take much retrospective to realize how much better I felt once everything was over.
Anyway, due to loads of mutual friends we stayed in touch. Plus when I was in the army a couple of years later I was stationed pretty close to her and those friends. And in the weekends I didn’t have much better things to do than to hang out with them.

One weekend all of us were out getting drunk together. It was pretty fun, but I’m pretty sure that she was trying to get some sort of response/reaction from me as she was always physically closest to me and none of the others, and always found a way of making any topic a reference to when we lived together. I honestly didn’t care, though. As the small hours arrived and the bar was about to close she found some dude and became a heavy makeout session in public.

One of my friends asked me what I had to say about it,and I was relieved (and felt kind of clever about) that my response was “Never before in my life have I felt so indifferent”.

After my mandatory service was over I moved away elsewhere for work, and we all basically split up. Then she contacted me out of the blue after a long while and said she wanted to visit me. I just told her straight up “No.” and that I had a life going on that didn’t involve her. Then there were some allusions to her self-harming, and I told her that her mental health was not MY responsibility and hadn’t been for a long time, but I was going to call her mom about it (they were really close). I just put my phone away as I heard some protests and fears in the other end. I had stopped caring about things like that from her long before that point. And that was the last time we spoke. 2007 or so.

And just for the record: I ran into one of our mutual friends a while back, and she’s still fine.

These are interesting to me, I never got a chance to experience this stuff myself. I have only 1 ex and it was from a relatively short relationship in high school, I got married to the second girl I ever dated and we’re still married decades later.

That first girl did cheat on me, so that sucked, but we never spoke again and I have no idea where she even is at this point.

Long ago now - ex but in the same friend group so we ended up going back to her place one night. It was all nice until we had an argument, she kicked me out but KEPT MY CAR KEYS.

I ended up walking many Kms (this was before everyone owned a cell phone) to a mutual friends house, eventually they managed to convince her to give the keys back. Apparently it was all my fault.