No one has the ability to hurt us as much as the ones we trust the most. From “best” friends to our own flesh and blood, there’s no feeling quite as brutal as the sting of betrayal. But, if we’re really lucky, it doesn’t end there. Sometimes, we can get back at the people who stabbed us in the back—and it feels sooo good.
1. The Gift of Debt
After my father passed a few years ago, we learned that he had taken out about $40k of loans in my name. We share the same initials (and surname obviously). He forged my signature, and kept on applying for loans and credit, got approved and never paid a single dime back. Seeing as he was the main contact, no-one ever called me to ask me why I wasn’t paying my debt… so only after he passed, we got contacted by institutions informing us that my father owes them money, just to find out it was actually on my name…
So now my credit record is screwed due to years of payments not being made and I need to pay back all of these loans. Fun times, right?
2. Snooze or Lose
I saw two girls that I roomed with for a short while in college had been publicly posting on Facebook about how weird, annoying, and disrespectful I was. Their reasoning was that I was taking an 8:30am class and only weirdos do that, and that I made a mega-ton of noise every morning and disrupted their precious sleep.
It hurt because I tried really hard to not be disruptive. I wouldn’t let my alarm go off, because I woke up naturally around the time it was scheduled and would just turn it off before it beeped (this was partially out of anxiety). I changed clothes in the bathroom, tiptoed everywhere, and wouldn’t even EAT or ZIP MY BACKPACK in the room because I wanted to be quiet.
As far as I knew, neither of them woke up any of those mornings—and they never said anything to me about it.
3. Heart in the Trash
When I was eight I decided to make my mum a paper mâché crocodile for her birthday. I spent weeks on it, I’d get back from school and work a bit more on it, all in secret so it’d be a surprise when I gave it to her. One day I came home from school, excited to get to the crocodile as her birthday was coming up fast now, ran to the kitchen, and saw my crocodile all screwed up lying in the kitchen bin.
She’d found it and thrown it away. I cried so much.
I was copied into an email conversation where about ten messages earlier one of my employees had described me as an idiot and suggested to the recipients that they didn’t get me involved in the situation they were discussing. I’d always thought we got on well and it knocked my confidence down a couple pegs. Feels bad, man.
5. It’ll Take a Lot to Kill This Pain
I had a friend in college who I thought was just a friend. Always thought she was so cool because she’d do anything for anyone. Turns out it was just me and most of the stories were lies. She was prescribed painkillers for something and had no problems sharing them as we hung out and smoked often.
We’d drive outside of campus through the cornfields and get high, listening to music and talking. One day she picks me up at my dorm and offers me a drink. Cool, but it’s already open. At first, I really thought nothing of it but then I take a sip and think something is definitely off. I taste the painkillers. Oooookay, maybe I’m paranoid?
I ask her to take me home and she asks if we can stop by her place first. Ok, but I think it’s a bit strange. We walk in and it’s literally trashed, dishes piled up, a few bags of trash laying around. She starts GOING OFF about how much she cleans and her roommates just trash the place, how she just “did the dishes yesterday and took out the trash” (I’m seeing food dried to plates, trying hard to understand how four girls can make three bags of trash in 24 hours, no freaking way she was telling the truth).
Then I realized how she was cleaning—dropping it low, thong showing, flirtatious talking—and now I realize I’m starting to feel the effects of the painkillers; with every new bout of blurred vision and itchy skin I realize need to get the hell out of there NOW. Texted my brother to meet me in the middle of campus and to keep heading towards her place if I didn’t show up.
The last thing that I remember is hugging my brother and then waking up the next day. She never tried to speak to me again but made sure to ask everyone we knew why I was mad at her to see if I told anyone. You’re lucky I didn’t, JESSICA! If a girl is obsessed with horses, run far, run fast and don’t look back.
6. Kicking When She’s Down
I was in a horrible place after losing my unborn child. That’s the exact moment my ex-husband chose to sue me for full custody of the other child. My sister consoled me and supported me through it all. I thought she was on my side, until I realized just how deeply she had been betraying me this entire time. I don’t know if I can ever forgive her.
It turns out that my own sister had talked my ex-husband into suing me for full custody at the exact moment I was unable to contest it properly. She also foddered his case with lies to make me look like a terrible mother, while simultaneously patting me on the back and consoling me that he was a terrible man.
He didn’t win, but the case made things contentious for us for years and made it impossible to grieve with my now husband, because I was in survival mode to make sure I didn’t lose my daughter.
7. What’s Yours Is Mine
In second grade, I gave my best friend one half of a best friend’s necklace. At recess that day, she came over to me and asked to see my half to show this other girl in our class. She gave my half to the other girl, and we never spoke again.
8. All Pain No Gain
I was going through a ridiculous amount of pain when I was 17. I was being eaten alive by my own immune system but it was undiagnosed. My mother was so worried because I was screaming from the pain every night and passing out and having pain nightmares. She finally decided to let me have pain medication to ease my suffering.
I went to the doctor, got a bunch of blood tests, and the doctor said that even though he didn’t know what it was I was obviously in a LOT of pain. My mom got the script and filled it and was about to give me one at home. But then my sister storms into the kitchen and starts berating her about how I would get addicted and that she was a horrible mother.
Mom started to cry and my sister just went off on her so bad and threw the medications down the drain. I ended up having to wait until I was 18 to go to my own doctor and get the medications. But this story has an even darker twist. Turns out entire time my sister was doing all kinds of substances, probably even mine.
9. Singing the Blues
Had a once close friend put his hand down my girlfriend’s pants and squeeze her butt. He also was doing the whole “grooming” thing trying to score young chicks via social media messages, yeah he’s been doing it for a long time. He finally went too far after he tried to feel up my friend’s wife in her house that he wasn’t supposed to be in while she was passed out drunk.
I stopped being wishy-washy about being friends and told him and everyone that I did not want to be friends with him at all and exactly why I made that choice. Scumbag. He’s trying to be a musician now and has been pushing harder into the scene lately, so I hope he gets shut down sooner rather than later.
10. Time for You to Go!
In third grade, I was invited to her birthday party, but she made me leave at 5 PM and pretended that was the time the party was over. The party was actually a sleepover. I only found out because I saw her dad driving home with a fancy cake while my mom and I were leaving. My friends there told me the next day.
11. Poisoning The Well
My oldest sister, who is not mentally well, went on a bit of a poisoning streak several years back, and we pretty much told her that either she needs to stop, or she’s officially kicked out of the family. But yeah, so my sister apparently would be spreading salmonella and E. coli into our drinks and food whenever she could.
Me and my dad went into her apartment, and her fridge was full of uncovered raw chicken and it wasn’t even cold. The whole fridge was unplugged. All the chicken had that slimy grey film on top of it and I would have blown chunks right then and there if I hadn’t splattered the toilet bowl two or three times over just earlier that day.
She admitted to us later that before she’d come to hang out with us, she’d rub the slimy, rotting chicken all over her hands and face and then spray on perfume to mask the odor. I always thought her perfume just smelled bad, but I guess it was always because she had the putrid scent of rotten meat all over her skin. Sadly, it gets more horrifying.
Then, for whatever reason, a reason that she couldn’t or wouldn’t explain, she’d take her disgusting hands and rub the rims of our cups or glasses and lick and spit on our food when we weren’t looking. Who does that? Of course, there was tons and tons of mold growing everywhere in her place as well. Every little crack and nook had something growing in it. I left her place fully willing to just cut her out of my life.
12. Stepping Out of Your Comfort Zone
I found out that my father cheated on my step-mother with a much younger woman. When he broke up with my step-mom, he blamed the whole thing on her. He said she was selfish and had no time for him. He later married the younger woman. Years later, when I stumbled upon the evidence of him cheating, I just felt sick to my stomach.
He maligned an incredibly kind woman just to make himself look better. We don’t have much of a relationship today. However, I’m actually still really close with the former step-mom!
13. Not a Child No More
Not overheard, but actually read in a file about me. My mother passed suddenly and I received a file from my father that she was meaning to give to me. It was a psychological profile, along with it tests, personality results, and other stuff. This wasn’t a surprise to me since I’m autistic and have been in therapy as a child.
There was a part however about my family and their trouble with living with me. Especially my brothers and my dad were having problems coping and learning how my existing pained them was difficult. My parents got divorced basically because of me. My brothers were embarrassed by me. I’m doing better than expected.
I was never supposed to be living in my own. There was talk about assisted living or even an institution, but somehow I managed to leave home as soon as I became 18. I got married, had kids, and even though I struggle a lot, I get by. I even have a good relationship with all my brothers, even though they still have trouble treating me as an adult.
It’s like always thinking everybody knows you’re disabled except you. And then finding out it’s true.
14. A Sick Thing to Do
When sitting my dad and stepmom down to tell them that I had been diagnosed with cancer, my stepmom’s immediate reaction was “Are you sure? You’re always overly dramatic like your mother. She watched too many soap operas!” Yes, for real. That is really what she said. Needless to say, it was the most insensitive question I had ever been asked. But it got so much worse.
As if that wasn’t bad enough already, she then decided to start telling people that I didn’t have cancer and that I had faked it. This continued throughout the many difficult months where I was undergoing treatment and a major surgery. Note that she and my dad were both there for this major surgery and all the treatments, so they clearly knew that I wasn’t faking it.
From that point on, at every family gathering, I was constantly asked, “Did you really fake cancer?” Seriously, what the heck?? Anyway, the good news is that I ultimately won my battle with cancer and I now choose to keep very limited contact with this woman due to her toxic nature. The only reason I maintain even my minimal level of contact is for the sake of my siblings.
I have since confronted both my stepmom and my dad on the way they acted during that horrible period of my life, but they just act as if they don’t remember any of it and don’t know what I’m talking about. I’ve shown my medical records to my other family members to prove to them that I was telling the truth. They were all shocked. At least my biological mother supported me…
15. Evil Stepmother
I didn’t realize this was an example of how awful and toxic my stepmother was at the time, but when I was 11, my stepmother got my two sisters, her biological kids, iPod touches. I did not receive one. At first, I brushed it off as my stepmother not getting me one because I didn’t really listen to music much, but then again neither did my sisters.
I realized years later this was just another example of her blatant favoritism towards her own children, whether she would admit it or not—and trust me, she wouldn’t.
16. Plot Twist on the Playground
I had one friend. I was bullied by everyone at elementary school. Because my friend would be bullied too when they hung out with me at school, we only played outside of school. One day a popular kid asked to play with me during recess. I was ecstatic! Until after a while they said, “You’re not as bad as ‘friend’ said you are.”
And that’s how I learned why I was bullied.
17. Get Less Emotional
Best friend stopped talking to me after my dad passed. Took the whole friend group with him. Apparently I was “too emotional.” I was 13. Having my entire friend group walk away from me when I was in such a bad place stuck with me forever.
18. Car Trouble
My mom treats me worse than my younger brothers, and it eventually always bites her in the butt. My favorite is the time she saw it coming. See, when we were teenagers, my brothers were always allowed to borrow my mother’s car, but I wasn’t. My grandmother even warned my mother that she would need me one day and I’d tell her “nope.”
Mom blew her off because why would she need me, and it’s not in my nature to say no. Fast forward a few years later when I have a car and my mom gets into an accident that leaves her temporarily car-less. Mom never asked to borrow my car even though she wanted to, because she knew I had every right to say no. She admitted as much to me later on.
She eventually apologized to me because she realized she had screwed herself over by not being nicer to me as a teen. The thing is, it’s not in my nature to say no. If she had asked me to borrow the car, I almost certainly would have said yes despite the fact that I was upset with her. Nevertheless, her guilt was karma enough as far as I was concerned.
19. Is He the Doctor or the Patient?
I’m pretty sure a friend of mine is dating a sociopath for various reasons I can’t go into. He is the kind of guy that seems like he read a book about how to manipulate people. Creepy as can be. He was flirting with me right in front of her, but not in an obvious way where I could call him on it. My husband wanted to kick his butt. No one in our group likes him. We just feel bad for our friend.
Like anytime he would walk to go somewhere in the house we were hanging at, he would make effort to place his hand on my lower back, or shoulder. Even though there was plenty of room to not do that. He did that with everyone. Even the guys. At the end of the night when we were leaving, he touched my husband’s cheek. My husband told him to never touch him again, and he just laughed…He wants to work with mentally ill patients.
20. Betrayal Before the Big Screen
Made plans to go see a movie with my friends for my 16th birthday and planned it weeks in advance. Everybody bailed the day before/of, but I decided to still go see the movie. Ran into my whole group of friends leaving the movie theater while buying popcorn.
21. Jail: The Ultimate Revenge
My “best friend” and I worked together for three years at a restaurant. I was the night manager and was really cool with all of the employees, but especially her. We hung out outside of work all the time, she went with me to the beach and carnivals with my kids, who adored her. She started dating this guy at work who was slowly becoming a drug addict.
I could see it (my crackhead aunt made it easy to spot) but no one else could. After he screwed up for the 10th time in a week and started nodding out at the sink, he was fired by my boss on a Saturday. I didn’t realize it at the time, but this was going to lead to the most terrifying night of my life. The following Monday night, at closing time, he came in the backdoor wearing a ski mask.
I was walking towards the front door to lock it when I was grabbed from behind and felt something cold against my neck. It took me a second to realize it was a knife. He said, “Get me the money,” but I couldn’t move. I was literally paralyzed with fear. My brain was screaming at me to move towards the register but my feet just wouldn’t move. He screamed, “Give me the money!” again but I was frozen.
He then dragged me to the register, made me open it, grabbed a fistful of 20s, and ran out the back. My best friend at the time this whole thing went down? Conveniently, in the bathroom. I was still in shock trying to explain to the police on the phone what had just happened. When I hung up the phone, she asked what had happened and I told her I had just been robbed at freaking knifepoint.
Her exact response was, “I hope no one thinks I had anything to do with this.” Ummmm what? So long story short, they find the guy (I told them I recognized his voice) and he rats her out on the set up (the “set up” was her texting him an all clear when only she and I were in the building).
He didn’t have to though, she quit the next day. And stopped replying to my texts. When I found out I was heartbroken. This is someone who was around my kids regularly. I was diagnosed with extreme anxiety and PTSD after being robbed and still have flashbacks randomly. If someone comes up behind me and startles me I panic.
The amount of money my life was worth to them? $440 The punishment they received? He got two years in jail, 50 years suspended. One year of probation. She got one year probation.
22. New Laugh, Who Dis?
When I was in middle school art class something funny happened and I let out a loud laugh. I then overheard one of my childhood best friends whisper to another person, “God I hate trader2488’s laugh.” I immediately looked at him and said, “What?” and he just looked down at the table like he didn’t hear me. This actually made me change my laugh. It’s completely different from what it used to be.
Years ago, I had a girl cheat on me with her ex. I never told her I knew, but inevitably broke up a week or two later “mutually”… I knew full well she would return to her ex immediately. Well, she did. I was bitter, but held it together. Then a month later, by a complete stroke of luck, I ended up with the ex/new boyfriend’s phone number.
A female friend of mine wanted to help me and posed as his “side chick.” She called and texted him every night for a week asking when he was going to screw her again, and saying she “can’t wait to see him again when his girlfriend goes to work.” I’d listen in to the calls, and every call we’d hear my ex in the background going crazy about it.
Sometimes she’d even answer the phone. My friend did a terrific job. After a week, we decided to up the ante. We drove by her house and his car was parked outside with the windows down. We put a pair of panties in the backseat. A few days later, I get a call from my ex, who had suddenly decided she wanted to return to me. Then I turned her down.
24. Please Hold
We had to pick partners for dodgeball in fifth grade, so I went to ask my “friend.” He told me, “Hey, wait a second, I just gotta check something,” and then asked literally five other students until one finally accepted to pair with him. I had to play with the teacher for that round.
25. No Hand in This
A kid in middle school was really mean to me. One day, he grabbed me and kneed me into a wall. My hand was positioned weirdly, and he totally fractured it. It was painful, and I went over to my friend to consolidate me. “What are you coming to me for?” is what he said in front of many others who saw. I felt so utterly alone.
I went to the nurse and said I tripped on a tree root, which I was able to point out and slammed hard into the wall. Not even my father knew about it; I was too afraid to say anything. I tried to look the kid up, but can’t find any sign of him on social media. I would like to pay him a friendly visit one day.
26. In My Sleep
After my second year in university, my friends and I agreed we’d register to rent a house for next year. We agreed that we’d all go together to register one morning. I was lying in bed asleep and half woke when someone came in to speak to my roommate. Then they all agreed to sneak out and register without waking me.
27. Let Me Eat Cake
My former best friend’s wife told me that she had volunteered me to bake and decorate the cake for a mutual friend’s baby shower. The original plan, upon hearing that our friend was pregnant, was for both of us to throw the baby shower for her. That had been my idea, and she had agreed. Well, I guess that went out the window.
But, whatever, right? I agreed to do the cake and asked my friend for the budget. I never heard another thing about it; she stopped replying. We saw each other a few times after that, but she behaved normally, so I figured she changed her mind. I learned that she told the mother-to-be that I was a witch who refused to do the cake.
The friend who was pregnant was really angry with me and saved it up for months pretending that everything was great. She was basically like, “I know about your rudeness with my shower cake.” Um, no, I just wasn’t doing a special occasion cake for free. I asked her husband, before she made him stop talking to me, what was wrong.
He told me that she’d hoped that I’d offer to do it for free because they’re broke. I was broke too; sorry I didn’t want to spend hours working for free. I’d given them quarts of free ice cream, cupcakes, and cakes. Our friendship didn’t end over it, but I was so taken aback with all the slander about budget.
28. No One Else but Me
I had a single “friend” when my middle school friend group dissolved. We were the only two left. We found our own groups, but she’d often guilt me if I’d spend time with them over her. I didn’t realize how isolated she’d made me until I went out with her and her friends and she told me to go to another table. And nobody said anything.
Good times. I still stuck around until graduation because I’d alienated everyone else. I spoke with a therapist a few years after, and she connected the dots between my current aversion to friendship/relationships and my past. Before then, I couldn’t explain why I can’t trust people.
29. No Vacancy
Asked two of my friends if they wanted to live together in college. Then one of them asked another person in our friend group if he wanted to join in as well. Then they asked another…and another. And then once there were too many people for one apartment, they dropped me out of it. No longer “friends” with any of them.
Was kind of a wake up call though because I definitely gave way too much of myself to those people not knowing that I was the most expendable one. It really taught me not to put others on a pedestal and respect myself more and has since led to me developing far more healthy relationships that bring me a lot of happiness.
30. Commander Take Command
Former “best friend,” college and med-school roommate, banged and knocked up my ex-wife while I was deployed on the USS Nimitz (big loud aircraft carrier) for six months. Plus, the two jerks freaking wrecked and almost destroyed the 1965 Ford Thunderbird my grandfather passed down to me. I knew it was going to be a good divorce proceeding when the judge kept referring to me as “Commander cgludko, sir” during the hearing. He was a former junior JAG officer.
31. Never Enough
Overheard my mom saying to my dad, “Why can’t he [me] be like [my sister] and be smart?” I’ve never really gotten over that one. I have taken pretty much the hardest classes and get straight As and score in the top 1% on almost every standardized test I’ve taken, so I’m not really sure what else they want from me.
32. Motivated Through Sass
Distant relatives visiting during the holidays talking about my siblings and cousins all doing amazing in school etc. and how if I never made it in sports, I’d probably be working minimum wage for the rest of my life. Over 10 years later sports career fizzled in college but I’m the only one out of all those relatives earning in the six-figure range yearly with my own house. Sucked when I heard it but guess I should be thankful for the motivation it gave me that spurred my work ethic as a teen forward.
33. Butt-Dial Blues
A number of years ago, my sister’s phone was super glitchy and would randomly call people. Once it called me and after I stopped singing and goofing off into the phone trying to get her attention, I just stopped to listen. She was whining to her mother in law about me. I honestly can’t remember what exactly she was saying, but just the fact of who she was saying it to! This woman barely knows me!
If it was one of our other siblings who we’re close with, it wouldn’t be that big of a deal. So, I promptly called her back and chewed her out.
34. Oh Dear, Diary…
Everyone I invited to my first sleepover laughed while reading my diary entries about how my dad had been abusing me (I’d left the room and one had gone snooping). It was worse when they wouldn’t stop or give it back when I burst in and pleaded with them to, then everyone laughed even harder. That was the first and last time I wrote anything real like that in a diary.
36. Take the Hit
When I was 12, I had just moved schools, but I still tried my best to hang out and keep in contact with all my other friends. After a month or so, it was one of my best friend’s birthdays, and everybody was invited but me. I ended up asking to come too since we usually turned up at each other’s houses anyway.
I didn’t want to miss out on the fun. So, I went, and we genuinely had a great time until it was about 8 o’clock, and one of them asked when I was going home. My parents hadn’t given me a time when I had to be home, so I said I’d go when everyone else did. A few hours went by until it was pitch black outside.
Nobody had left, so I asked when everyone else was planning on leaving to head back home, and that was when they decided to tell me that they’re actually there to have a sleepover without me. I started headed home all by myself, and I must’ve taken a wrong turn because I got lost and didn’t know where I was.
I went to call my mom to come pick me up, but my phone was very conveniently out of charge. I wandered around for ages before finally finding a road that I recognized, and I sprinted back home since it would have taken another half hour to get back home from where I was, and I didn’t want my parents to panic.
I got home still crying and out of breath just as my mom was in the car about to leave to drive around to come and find me.
37. Copy Cat
To the old high school “friend” of mine who always secretly looked at my tests and copied my answers to get an A. Don’t think you got away with that without me noticing. I knew all about it. But at the end of the day, I got all of the scholarships, and you didn’t. That’s some delayed karma for you if I’ve ever seen it! Have fun!
38. Love Thy Neighbor
My adoptive parents kicked me out my junior year of high school for being gay—they had already known for a while, but my then-boyfriend coming over Christmas morning to exchange gifts made them “deal” with it. They told me to break it off or get out. I declined and came home one day the following January to find out they’d changed the locks.
My boyfriend’s mother found out that I was staying with my aunt and what my parents did, and immediately drove me over to make my parents let me get clothes and items from my room. She then let me stay with their family. A few weeks after that, my parents showed up with officers, claiming they were holding me against my will and brainwashing me.
We told them our side of the story and it ended up in court. I went through the process of getting emancipated while dealing with them and finishing off high school. I haven’t talked to them since I graduated, over a decade ago. I still hear about how crazy and manipulative they are from the stuff they do to my brother when he complains about them, but I won’t see or speak to them under any circumstances.
39. He Must Have Been Devastated
My so-called “best friend” in primary school stole my shiny Pokémon cards. I was only six years old or so at the time, but that didn’t stop me from being a sadistic little first grader…and having older brothers. Let’s just say I knew how things worked. Guess who found out the truth about Santa, the Tooth Fairy AND the Power Rangers all at once.
That’s right. Don’t mess with six-year-old me.
40. Alarm Ring
We met freshman year of college. She later asked me to be her maid of honor. The wedding was called off a few weeks before it happened. I initially tried to contact her but then gave her some space, which seemed to be what she wanted. After two years of a lot of radio silence, I kind of got the picture…or so I thought.
She randomly texted me and another friend of ours from college a picture of her hand with a brand new engagement ring. Apparently, she’d been dating somebody else for a while now and they had gotten engaged. I was surprised and didn’t respond because that was almost the only time that she’d ever reached out to me in two years.
Weeks later, she texted asking me to confirm my number and if I’d heard her happy news. When I said I had, I was just surprised because I didn’t know she was seeing somebody else, but if she was happy, then I was happy for her. She began an incredibly long apology and asked if I would fly to their semi destination wedding.
I politely declined a little due to it being a hot spot for illness but mainly because a family member was visiting soon. She then made plans to call me to could catch up and all that. I mistakenly agreed, and after a little small talk, that was that. Well, it’s been two months since, and I have not heard one word.
41. Hate Coping
In high school, I was “friends” with four girls. We were super close, rode the bus together, hung out every weekend, and shared everything. Then I learned my friend since kindergarten had been running a hate site about me for three years. They even had a handshake that they always did in front of me, but I never questioned it.
I only found out when my only “real friend” found out, and she told me right away. I know now that it stemmed from jealousy. My parents were happily married whereas none of theirs were, I was fit, came from money, etc. But at the time, I couldn’t understand it. It really messed me up mentally for a long time.
42. A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words
I took screenshot photos from my wife’s lover’s Facebook and sent them to the administration of the school he taught at. After all, posting pics of your student’s tests and then making fun of them is not cool at all. He was fired for it at the end of the year. After his dismissal, I divorced my wife and got her removed from her position at a daycare because it was a church-based facility with morality clauses for employment.
All it took was a conversation with the pastor, and she was phased out at the first available opportunity.
43. Don’t Follow Your Dreams
I was on the ride home from school and my mom said, “What do you want to do when you grow up?” I answered, “Maybe be an author or something like that.” She replied with “That is so dumb, that is the stupidest thing. You are smart and you have the whole world at your fingertips, and you want to be an author? You can be a scientist or a doctor, but you want to waste your life being an author.”
44. Going Whole Hog
After my dad passed, we were cleaning out his apartment. My mom, paternal aunt, paternal grandmother, and I were there. I was 11, my parents were divorced, and while my mom tried telling me that my grandma was not a trustworthy person, she detached her own biases enough to still allow me to be close to my dad’s family and make my own decisions.
My dad had a motorcycle, which he adored. At his apartment, because he had no will, every major possession was supposed to be recorded to the estate lawyers to be sorted out later. Nothing was to be taken home. On his motorcycle keys, he had a keychain of a bike. I was in the kitchen alone with my grandma, and spotted them on his key rack.
Nonchalantly, I said, “Oh, it’s dad’s motorcycle keys!” My grandma said, “Oh yeah, it is.” Then she grabbed them and slipped the keys in her pocket. Weeks later, I overheard my mom talking to the lawyer about not being able to find the bike keys. I told her what happened. My mom asked me if I was 100% sure I saw what I saw, and I was positive.
Lawyers spoke to lawyers, and my grandma denied that it ever happened. It came to the point where I had to give a sworn testimony at a deposition, all while my grandma looked me straight in the eye and calmly told everyone present that I “was a grief-stricken delusional child who was prone to lying”. She then tried telling everyone that my word could not be trusted due to the intense trauma of my dad’s passing, and questioned the courts about whether it was wise to believe an 11-year-old over an adult.
She chose possessions over her family. Every member of my dad’s side supported her—and then she topped even herself. She lied on my dad’s gravestone, making him two ranks higher in the service than he was, and then also stating he served in a war that he never did. I don’t even visit my dad’s grave anymore because it’s just lies.
I tried to sporadically interact with them for a few years after that, but officially cut contact in 2013.
45. Get Better Looking
It accidentally saw messages popping up on my mother in law’s iPad as she was texting her friend from another room about how I used to be attractive, that I was now fat, and that her son was basically a saint for still being with me. It broke my heart, to be honest. What a nightmare.
46. Bad, Bad Girlfriend
I was in what I later realized was a very bad relationship, but at the time, this dude was like a religion to me. I was crazy about him. My best friend at the time was sort of a “mean girl,” but I wasn’t very good at making friends so I put up with her being cruel to people. She would never do anything to hurt me right?
Anyway, that relationship started getting abusive, but I kept with it because you know; I was young and stupid. I convinced myself that if I tried a little harder, everything would just fix itself. It didn’t, and after a few months, we broke up. Sometime later I was at a party, and my “friend” was a bit drunk. She told me (laughing the entire time) how she and this jerk were sleeping with each other two weeks after we started dating.
She details how they would sleep together while he was talking to me on the phone and then laugh about it. She went on to detail all of the ways and places they used to sneak around to sleep with each other. And this was the girl I would cry to when my ex would hurt me. She didn’t seem to have any idea that what she was saying was screwed up.
She actually thought that I would think it was funny too.
47. Everybody Wins
I was at a sleepover with my three best friends and was woken by something in the night. While trying to get back to sleep I heard my name, so I obviously listened in. Two of my “friends” were discussing how to phase me out of the group. It felt like they talked for hours about it, how weird I was, how boring I was, how much of a chore I was…it was gutting.
On the positive side, I found a new group of friends, told them about it all, and my previous friends were pretty much ignored by everyone outside of their little group. So, they got what they wanted and I got what I didn’t know I desperately needed. All in all, I would consider that a win-win situation, wouldn’t you?
48. Til Death Do Us Part
My high school boyfriend tried to convince me to complete a suicide pact with him so we’d be together forever. He talked about how romantic it would be if we died together. Because of other things he’d said, I distanced myself from him slowly. He legit scared me. He still kind of scares me even though I moved thousands of miles away and it’s been years since we split. He’s got some serious issues.
49. Brotherly Love
My sister used to beat me up, steal my birthday money, and call me a loser in front of friends and girls that I liked. When our mom went shopping for Christmas, my sister would tell her to buy me all these horrible clothes to make me look the part. She was pretty much just a total jerk to me at all times. So, every time I had to pee in the shower, I’d pee in her shampoo bottle and body wash, or sometimes all over her razors and body sponges.
Screw you, Vanessa!
50. Lowest of the Low
In fifth grade, the person I considered at the time to be my best friend had their birthday coming up. We had this small group of weirdos; all of us basically friends that found each other because we didn’t really fit anywhere else. I asked him about his birthday plans, and he said that he had sent out invitations to his party.
I mentioned that I hadn’t gotten mine, and he said, “You realize we’re only friends with you because we feel sorry for you?” I suppose that was his way of telling me that I wasn’t invited on purpose, but I believed that everybody felt that way, and I spent middle school alone because I couldn’t trust anybody.
51. Roid Rage
At school one year, my friend left for a special school in fifth grade, and we had been friends since kindergarten. To put salt in the wound, a kid I thought was my friend wasn’t at all. Once in class, our assigned seats were changing. I knew nothing was better than where I had been sitting, with the class clown and the school jock.
I ended up at a table where I barely knew the other kids, and I said, “At least I have one friend here,” and the kid I thought was my friend said, “Who?” I was utterly devastated. Later that night, I had a talk with my parents about making more friends. At 12:30 the next day, I had a croup attack and could barely breathe.
I was taken to the ER and given some steroids. The next day in school, I excelled in gym, at kickball pitched three perfect innings, and kicked three grand slams. My class developed a chant for me, “Steroid man, steroid man, steroid man!” My “friend” said he’d coached me to that level. I just wanted him to leave.
52. The Bad Twin
I heard my dad saying he expected my twin sister to do great things. That wasn’t so bad until he followed it up with, “I don’t know what we’ll do about [My Name], though.” He still doesn’t know I heard that, and I plan to keep it that way for the rest of my life. The best revenge is a life well-lived, I suppose.
53. The Ruiner
Background: I’m 12 years younger than my older sisters and I was unplanned. At age seven, I overheard my mom crying and saying I was the reason she didn’t love my dad anymore/we were poor/why she isn’t happy and that she didn’t want to be a mom anymore. She said she “didn’t know how to love someone who ruined her entire life.”
It was Christmas Eve and she was drunk talking to her best friend on the phone. It broke my heart/spirit and that was only the beginning of my awful childhood. Side note: I’m 29 now and moved out when I was 15 to protect myself. I have no contact with my parents and I’m fully aware it wasn’t my fault I was born….but shoot, this memory still screws me up…
54. Just Wanted to Say Hey
In seventh grade, I went to talk to my best friend who was talking to an eighth-grade girl. The three of us were in band, and that was the only reason I knew her. She and I never had any interaction prior. I waited for a break in the conversation to say hi to my friend. That’s when this girl interrupted and said something incredibly mean.
“You know, nobody here likes you. Everyone would be happier if you just disappeared.” I wasn’t, and still am not, sure why she said this, but I looked to my best friend thinking surely that he’d set her straight. He couldn’t look me in the eye; he had a sheepish look on his face, and he didn’t say a single thing. I was heartbroken.
I turned away with tears burning my eyes, a lump in my throat, and an empty feeling in my stomach. My best friend wouldn’t even defend me, and it’s been over 10 years, and while I’m doing better, it definitely took its toll on me and my mental state.
55. Revoked Priority
My friend texted me asking to hang out with a group and then texted me again after I’d already gotten ready saying I couldn’t come anymore because another person she invited didn’t know me and didn’t want to hang out with me. What…?
56. Coming or Going?
I had lots of wedding-invite drama all from friends from early adulthood. One, I learned she had gotten married after the fact and didn’t think a thing about it. Then there was another wedding within the group. They DID invite me but sat me at the table that was very clearly for randoms, while they sat everybody else from that group together.
A few in the group asked if I was coming to the group brunch and after party the next day…NOPE! I hadn’t been invited to either. So that was awkward, and the first time I thought, uh, do people have a problem with me? But no one addressed it, so I just thought I was clearly not a full member of this stupid friend group anymore.
Then someone else was getting married, and I found out when I was on a group email about setting up an Airbnb for it and had to say, “Hi everyone! I was actually not invited, so I won’t be chipping in! Thanks!” So, they sent me a pity invite. I didn’t attend and didn’t RSVP. It was so tacky that I didn’t feel like it.
57. Straight-A Kids Only
My best friend’s story not mine, but figured it’s worth sharing (we’ll call her Kerri). She was born super premature, but she ended up completely fine (like you would never know unless you saw the pictures of when she was born). Anyways when she was around eight, she was at the top of the stairs, head peeking through the banister.
She was secretly listening to her parents argue downstairs about how her dad was too hard on her brother for his grades. Her mom says, “Well why aren’t you that hard on Kerri? She doesn’t get straight As either!” and her dad responds, “Kerri was born premature, she’s probably disabled.” Yeah, that one had to hurt.
My father-in-law is beyond toxic. My wife always said she wasn’t close with her dad, but we would see him for Christmas every year. We lived in southern California, and her family lives in Michigan. My father-in-law once took a trip to southern California and never told my wife until the day he was flying home. On that call, he told my wife that she “was ungrateful” for not driving down to see him.
She had just had a spinal tap for a meningitis scare and couldn’t drive by herself. Then when my son was born, my father-in-law dropped off another family member but said he needed to run an errand. He didn’t come back for a few hours. When he did, he just said he had to leave. Didn’t even talk to me or my wife. Oh, but it gets worse.
For my son’s second birthday, he said he and his wife would be out of town for a wedding. Turns out, the wedding was the next day, and “out of town” meant 20 miles from our house. The third birthday, he just didn’t show up. When my mother-in-law—they aren’t married anymore—got diagnosed with cancer, my wife called him, and all he had to say was “Huh, crazy” and hung up.
When my mother-in-law passed this last January, he never even checked in on his daughter. My wife calls him out now, and I’ve told him off a few times and “ruined Christmas” after he tried to say my wife wasn’t a good daughter since she never visits.
59. There’s Always a Hole in One
In middle school, we were going on a school trip to a park that had a number of activities, including a pool. My three closest friends and I did everything together and even had a name for our group made up of the letters from our names. They told me that they weren’t going swimming, so I didn’t bring my bathing suit or a towel.
When we got there, they all had their swimsuits and towels telling me that they changed their minds last minute. They swam without me while I played mini-golf all by myself. After that, we remained friends, but I always felt like the odd one out in the group.
60. The Scientific Rejected Method
In my freshman year of high school, I talked to this girl I liked almost every day. Near the end of the year, she was stressed about a science final, and we were in the same class studying, so I went to cheer her up. I guess I annoyed her, and she said we weren’t even friends. That was the last time we spoke.
61. The Nice Guise
A friend of seven years made a move on me unexpectedly. He had a serious girlfriend, but he wanted us to be friends with benefits on the side. I don’t know what hurt more—the fact that he admitted he was never really interested in my friendship or the hobbies we shared and he was always thinking about how he could get me into bed…
…or the fact that he thought that I’d be happy to be his side piece and that we could deceive his girlfriend together.
62. Can’t Make That Call
When I was 12 years old, I was at my “friend’s” house. He was a few years older, and I thought he was really cool. He showed me a red cell phone he was going to give his girlfriend who I did not know. A week later, a few of us were hanging out, and one of the girls was actually flirting with me. She was older and really cute.
So, my inexperienced 12-year-old self asked if she wanted to be my girlfriend, and she said yes! I was flying on cloud nine until later that night when she brought out the same red cellphone my “friend” was giving to his girlfriend who I then realized was her. It ended up being a “joke” that they’d been playing.
63. Sneaky Pillager
Years ago, I found a “friend” online playing Minecraft. We played for years, and then out of the blue, he destroyed my base on a Minecraft server I showed him where I had spent 500 hours, took everything inside, got rid of all the dinosaurs, and much more. I’d also recently paid for his game; I had no income.
64. The Black Sheep
The first person in my high school group of friends to get married asked every single girl in the group except me to be a bridesmaid. She claimed her fiancé didn’t have another friend to ask, but it became pretty obvious that wasn’t true. My other friends in the bridal party had “made sure” I was invited to the bachelorette party.
When I got there, the maid of honor, the bride’s sister, had made matching t-shirts for everyone except me and then claimed they didn’t know what to put on mine since I wasn’t a bridesmaid. For all that, I wore black to their summer wedding and made everybody upset because they claimed it ruined the pictures.
65. Start Spreading the News
After my significant other passed away, a “friend” of mine who would hit on me constantly, and knew my significant other, messaged me within a day or so of his passing to ask me if I had heard the news about my own boyfriend dying. He then began to pester me as if we were best friends, so that he could find an in to hit on me again.
The final straw was when he told me a week after my boyfriend passing that I needed to move on, and “get my act together.” I haven’t spoken to him after that statement.
66. No Going Back
When I was locked out of the house and my father told me, “You’re not my son” at age eight because I’d forgotten my homework at school. I was let in when my mom came home from work at 11pm. There were a lot of other things that happened before and after that, but being told your status as a family member is that arbitrary really puts it in perspective.
67. Forever Puzzled
My roommate and her significant other loved doing elaborate jigsaw puzzles. After I found out she totally stabbed me in the back by cancelled our lease, leaving me one week to find a new place to live, I threw away one piece of two different puzzles they were working on. Before you ask, she was able to do all this because I was 17, and not able to legally sign a lease.
68. Wanna See a Card Trick?
In 2014, I woke up on New Years Day in horrible pain. I ended up needing emergency surgery to remove my gallbladder. I was a single mom to two kids under five and had just moved back to my hometown after living out of state. We’d had to leave a really bad living situation and had only been back about a month and I had not found a job at that point.
I had had a really close family friend who had been living with me before I had moved back and he ended up homeless so I bought him an $80 bus ticket and got him back to our hometown and let him stay with me a few days. He quickly found another place to stay, but we had invited him to my youngest son’s second birthday, which is January 6.
I was like four days out from surgery and could barely make it down my stairs at this point, so he offered to go and pick up the pizza and cake for my son for me. We didn’t have a huge party or anything. I was on food stamps and had cash assistance since my son’s dad was not involved at all and did not pay child support. Even so, I offered for him to get himself a small pizza to take back to the girl he was staying with since her and her kids couldn’t make it over. I had no idea, but he was planning to stab me right in the back.
So party goes great, everyone has a good time, especially both my kids. A few days later, my grandma was going to go grocery shopping for me, so I go to get my card and realize it’s not there. I never got it back from the guy, and I forgot he even had it since I was all doped up on pain meds from surgery. I tried calling him like five times and he didn’t answer, so I get onto my account online to check my balance and he took everything.
I had like $600 in cash (paid my rent and bought my kids the things they needed), and then I had like $750 in food stamps. All of it was gone. He let the girl he was staying with convince him to steal my money from me. I’d only used the money to buy the bus ticket, and the pizza and cake for my son since I’d been in the hospital for the first four days of the year and only home for two after that.
It is still to this day the most intentionally screwed up thing anyone has ever done to me, mostly because it was such a huge screw you to my kids. Like who steals from a single mom recovering from a lifesaving surgery, on her kid’s birthday? Especially after I helped him! Like wow.
69. High (Bill) and Dry
I recently went shopping for dorm stuff with my mom as I’d just graduated from high school. She had talked about helping me decorate my room. We went to the container store, and although I’m rather thrifty, my mother convinced me that I “needed” about $70 worth of stuff. I don’t live with my mom and she hasn’t put forth a penny for my education, so I figured this was my graduation present.
It wasn’t. She waited until the cashier had scanned everything before saying, “You’ve got this, right?” and walking out of the store.
70. Not Playing Around
We were packing up to move houses when I was a kid. Right in front of my eyes, my mom sells a box full of all my toys…for $7.00. Jerk move, mom.
71. Uber Rude, Dude
My “friend” knocked on my door one night and said, “Let’s go for a drive.” This wasn’t that odd since I love driving to cool my head. So, we start driving, and maybe 10 minutes in, he starts directing me on where to go. He asks me if I mind making a quick stop. I’m annoyed but say sure. We end up at this sketchy house in the middle of nowhere and my buddy goes inside but tells me to wait in the car.
Almost 45 minutes later he comes back out and says that we got to go to the bar. It takes me about 10 seconds to realize this jerk went in there to get illegal substances and was already high. In my car! So, I tell him that I’m not feeling it tonight and drop him off at his place. I’ve spoken to him once after that when he wanted to hang and I told him I’m nobody’s errand boy.
I never cared if he got the message because I haven’t spoken to him since.
72. Stealing Bones
11 years ago my husband had a bone marrow transplant. While we were in the big city for this (three months) we had friends and family taking up donations and paying our bills with them. One of these “friends” kept the money for herself and let our bills go in arrears. When I found this out, my husband was basically fighting to live through the worst part of the recovery process of a bone marrow transplant. Made me sick.
73. Wow, Mom
My mother told me she was sick of being with dad. She told me a bunch of things he’d done which made her afraid of him. She asked me to tell a few of her close friends about how she was being treated, because she wanted them to understand why she was leaving. Then she decided to stay with him. So she told her friends that she had no idea what was wrong with me. She literally said they should pray for me because it looked like I was going through something.
My own mother stabbed me in the back.
74. When in Doubt, Spam
A guy that I was close with told me one night when we were drunk that he had a photo album on his phone just dedicated to me, like hundreds of photos of me. I noticed he’d been screenshotting my Snapchats then giving excuses when I called him up about it. I then found a post from his old page that was paragraphs long about me and he made up quite a few lies on it and said he was in love with me and he put a lot of my personal feelings on this post.
Then when I distanced myself he started spamming me with messages and stalking me online, not good.
75. High Price to Pay
A college friend asked to borrow $500 with a promise to pay it back in-full one month later. It was almost all of my money, so it was a sacrifice to loan it. Nearly three months later, I finally asked him to repay the loan as I needed it for expenses. He said, “Hate to break it to ya, but, it’s not gonna happen.”
So, I said, “Whatever problem you’re facing, I wish you good luck with it. No need to pay me back.” He didn’t even thank me. I never heard from him again.
76. Can’t Be Bothered
A friend was complaining about spending two days with her boyfriend and asked for my opinion on them moving in together. I said, “I mean, you got annoyed with him after two days on your vacation, so…” She said, “Well, I get annoyed with you after two hours, so…” I flinched. Our friendship has never recovered.
77. Wrong BF
I started texting this girl who was in a friend group, and we seemed to get along pretty well, and we both considered each other as best friends…or so I thought. Well, she got back with her ex and stopped talking to me entirely. But I didn’t know that. One of her friends then informed me as to why she didn’t tell me.
She got back with her ex and didn’t want me to be sad, so she lied to me by telling me her parents told her to cut all contact with me. She still doesn’t know that I know, and if she plans to contact me again, I won’t respond.
78. A Real Stand-Up Guy
When I was 11, the kid next door invited me to go to the local amusement park with him and his family on the weekend for his birthday. I love amusement parks, and especially at 11, I was excited as could be to go. For whatever reason, that day my parents had to drop me off at my grandma’s house, so they had to make arrangements.
I thought it was fine…but it clearly wasn’t. My friend’s family was supposed to pick me up from there and then go to the amusement park. Except they never showed. I even had the whole waiting on the porch watching out for their car to drive up thing going on. The next week when I saw the kid, we were hanging out, and I noticed there was a thank you letter.
It was from one of the other neighborhood kids that he decided to take instead of me without telling me. I asked what happened, but he had some lame excuse that I knew was nonsense but went along with it, and the friendship essentially ended there.
79. Viral Infilt-haters
He got all my friends against me; every single one of them hated me. I tried to find out what I did to him, but I got nothing. It got to a point where I’d end up physically hurt. All the friend groups I had ever been in just left me. I was glad when I moved schools. So, thanks, Peter, for all my trust issues.
80. Unfairy Tale Ending
When I was 21, I was dating this guy; we were living together and everything. He seemed super nice, came off as charming to everybody, and was good looking. One day, I came home from work, and I noticed all his stuff was gone. I was devastated because there was no indication anything was wrong before he left.
He just up and left completely ghosting me. I had introduced him to my closest friend group including my best friend since grade school. This breakup really rocked me, and I ended up going to the hospital and everything. So, a week after the breakup, I was talking to my best friend and my other close friend.
They told me that I should meet my ex’s new girlfriend because she’s nice and I’d like her a lot. They also told me to stop being so sad and move on. It was one of the most heartbreaking experiences in my already pretty messed up life. I don’t talk to any of them anymore, and my ex married the new girlfriend.
81. Friends Close, Victims Closer
I had one “friend” who would steal from friends pretty regularly. One time I had a small social gathering (six or seven people) and my new smartphone went missing. Jerk helps me look for the phone in my house for over an hour, later on I see my phone in his room on his desk. I just took it back, no words were exchanged. I just stopped talking to him altogether after that.
Later, he was at a mutual friend’s party. Her 80gb iPod goes missing. Me and some other friends were suspicious that it was him, so the next day we called up the local pawn shop and described the iPod. Pawnshop guy said he got one that day. Sure enough, it was under the jerk’s name. Pawnshop owner offered to call the cops. We declined. We approached the jerk and told him we knew. He tried to deny it, but we managed to shame him into admitting it.
Forget people who steal from friends.
82. Snooping for Better and Worse
Best mate from school decided he liked my girlfriend. Her phone went off while it was sitting in front of me one day and I noticed it was from him so I glanced at the message…and my stomach dropped. ”I’m so in love with you too, I just don’t know what to tell him but I guess it’s his problem, not ours babe.”
83. Not My Friends
Walked up on a bunch of people who I thought were my friends talking smack about me saying I’m a loser and all this other basic garbage. When they saw me, they fell silent and I just walked away. That really hurt but I got over it eventually. It happens I guess. Sometimes your friends just aren’t really your friends.
84. Need to Escape
I went to school with a black eye and busted nose from my dear old dad. Child services was called to do a home check—I will never forgive my parents for what they said to them. My dad and mom told the worker I’d done it to myself and I was suicidal and that I’d written in my diary that I wanted to end my little brother’s life. I didn’t even have a diary and of all the people I was close to, my little brother was #1. It got me a blacker eye and an involuntary stay in a locked ward. I bailed ASAP.
85. Care Not Reciprocated
My mother telling a relative that I was useless, selfish, arrogant, ornery, and stupid for giving up on my education. I was 16. I had just transferred from a private college-prep school 7 miles away so I could go to public school 1 mile away (for both I walked & took public buses). I was my mom’s caregiver, housekeeper, bill-payer, shopper, gardener, handyman, security service and courier service 24/7.
I had no social life, and I worked part time. I had been doing this alone for three years, though I was the youngest of seven siblings. I was floored. I felt like I had been sucker-punched. I stood there in my apron and rubber gloves, holding a laundry basket, and bawled my eyes out. It wasn’t as much the content, which was bad, but the context.
She was lying, and doing it to ensure that I looked bad enough to everyone that if I reached out for help, none would be forthcoming. Learned a hard life lesson that day.
86. All Booked Up
I invited a friend to my wedding a good three months before and sent a save the date a year ahead. A month before, she told me she could not come because of a weekend away with other friends the weekend after my wedding and two weekends away in a row would be too tiring to do. I was floored, and we stopped talking.
87. Sick Betrayal
This kid I knew had cancer at a really young age like 8 or 9 years old, and we were best friends. He went to the hospital, and my mom would always call his mom to let me talk to him. A few months later, he was well enough to go back to school and go on the school trip. When he did, he immediately went to another friend group.
It was the kind where everyone would suck up for him and be nice to him because of everything that he went through. He never once spoke to me again that year. After that, he went to high school somewhere different than I did, so we lost touch. He randomly messaged me six years later asking how I was doing. I broke down.
I was there for him when he needed help, but he abandoned me when I needed it. I left him on read and then unfriended him. I don’t need him in my life.
88. Barely Acquainted
I met this really cute girl through one of my friends, and we started to talk a lot. I had a small crush on her, and apparently, she had one on me too. I took the time to get to know her and one day finally decided to ask her out. She told me only if I made her a song. I thought it wasn’t a big deal, and I got straight to work.
The friend who introduced her to me told me she was just playing me, so I asked her about it. It took her a couple of days to give a complete answer, but she confirmed that she was just playing. I was really sad. But that wasn’t even the worst part. A couple of days later, I struck up a conversation with her.
I wanted to talk about the situation and asked if we could still be friends, and she replied with, “Still?” I am still broken from this whole thing and have lost a lot of confidence when I’m around girls.
89. Blow Down Unda’
When I was in fifth grade, I went on a student ambassador trip to Australia. I went with about 20 other kids my age and didn’t really get along with anyone at all. That, combined with the fact I was super homesick the whole time, made the trip pretty dang miserable. I ended up making a friend with another outcast on the trip.
He had me promise to stay his friend for the whole trip because the other kids were being really mean. We even made a pact to stay friends and not become friends with the popular kids. On the last night of our trip, we’re at a restaurant, and I asked him to sit with me. He walked right past me like he didn’t even know me to sit with the popular kids.
I walked over to their table and asked him why he wouldn’t sit with me. He looked at me straight in the face and said in front of everyone else, “This annoying kid? We were never friends.” I have never felt so betrayed in my life.
90. I Spy
I went to a conservative Christian college and my friend group included an RA. He was gay but we were fairly progressive guys (especially for a conservative Christian school) so we didn’t care. Eventually, things started to get a little strange when it became clear that he had crushes on a few of us. Still, we liked the guy, didn’t want to be homophobic and brushed it off.
It all culminated with him breaking into one of my friend’s rooms (the RAs have keys) and hiding a camera in a sock with a hole in it. He hid the sock in the roommate’s bed while he was out of town for the weekend and had it pointed towards my friend’s bed. Fortunately, we found it and stopped being friends with him after that. Although it did suck that he betrayed our friendship (and the passive-aggressive Facebook posts and rumors he started about us were strange), we lived to drink another day.
91. Hated and Lost
The most insensitive question that I have ever been asked is: “Are you going to make your sister’s death a national holiday?” This was because my sister had just passed at the age of 43, marking the first significant loss that I had ever suffered in my life. It was the one year anniversary of her passing, and I knew it would be a hard day for me to get through, so I requested the day off from work.
When word got out around the office that I was taking the day off for that reason, a coworker who I thought was my friend asked me that question and then started bragging about how she could name so many people who she had lost over the years. Apparently, she had a brother who had passed at the age of 14, and she said she also knew about 30 other people who had passed since then. From that day on I absolutely hated her.
92. Trading Up
Dated this girl for three years and loved her, then she broke up with me for the dumbest reasons. I was pretty hurt and my best friend of 14 years goes to her side and didn’t ask me how I was at all. They ended up talking and are now currently dating, and I haven’t talked to him since. Everything works out in the end because I found an even better girl, so it’s all good now.
Still won’t talk to my friend though.
93. Pretty Bad Day
My friend didn’t invite me to her wedding, but everybody else from our group of friends was invited. I heard about it from our friends who were also confused as to why I wasn’t invited. I had invited her to my wedding a couple of years before, but she couldn’t make it for family reasons, which I totally understood.
We were fine as far as I knew. She told them she didn’t invite me because she didn’t want people at her wedding who weren’t going to be in her future. I was, of course, very hurt and confused because there hadn’t been any problems as far as I knew, and well, if she was done with me, what was I supposed to do?
That was the moment for me. It was a mix of rejection, humiliation, impotence, and sadness. We had known each other for 15 years at this point. I didn’t want our friends to be in a weird situation, so I decided to stay away. But she contacted me several times to tell me very excitedly about her wedding plans.
We all found it weird. I didn’t react but didn’t confront her either. Well, she married, and less than a year later, I heard from friends that she had a lot of problems. I felt pity for her. I reached out and said that I didn’t know what happened between us but that I was there anyway if she needed something.
Her response was the craziest thing I’ve ever heard. She told me that her problem was that when I married, the day I had chosen to celebrate my wedding “seemed as if I didn’t care if she came to it.” She had somehow expected me to pick another date for the party because it didn’t suit her and was really angry that I “hadn’t made any effort.” I was astounded.
This was the first time I was hearing this. I mean, at the time, she told me she couldn’t make it; I understood, and as far as I was concerned, all was fine. She had been angry with me about this for about 3 years, given our “friendship” up, and made the situation for all our mutual friends extremely awkward.
That was the moment when I realized that I didn’t want anything else to do with her.
94. Lean On Me
I was waiting outside the toilet at my mom’s house for my partner to come out. I was with her because she has severe depression and anxiety, and wanted someone there. My mother came out of her room and exploded, asking me why I’m sacrificing so much and telling me that my girlfriend was faking it to manipulate me, horrible things like that.
Worst of all, my girlfriend heard everything and broke down really badly. I haven’t taken her to my mother’s since.
95. This Goes From Bad to Worse
I was friends with this kid I shall call Dan. He was a neighbor, and we used to be friendly at neighborhood parks and pools. He was in the same karate class as one of my best friends. This class used to have the occasional “bring your friend” day, and she always took me. Every time we went, Dan would try chasing us into the bathroom because he wanted to “See our socks.” Hm.
Fast forward to high school, Dan comes out as gay. He also comes out as a Republican. Not the moderate kind, but something more akin to the extremist version of the Tea Party. He began saying very inflammatory things, and when a dear friend of mine killed himself he told me my friend deserved it. He started wearing trench coats to school, and when that wasn’t weird enough he began wearing a leash and collar and would tie himself to tables.
I used to be nice to him, but I just couldn’t do it anymore. So I started ignoring him. I thought I was good to go when I got to college, but in my sophomore year I found out he was going to come to my school!!! When he gets there, he starts doing A LOT of acid and other drugs. One of my friends thought he was cute and I told him to STAY AWAY. He didn’t. So Dan drugged and assaulted him. Lovely guy. I hate Dan with every fiber of my being.
96. Family Time
Back in high school, I dated a girl for six months. She then apparently decided it wasn’t working out anymore and cheated on me with about six different guys before stealing my iPhone and wallet to buy illegal substances. I wanted to report her to the police like my parents had encouraged me to. However, to prevent me from doing so, her brother jumped me while I was walking home with his friends and busted open my lip pretty badly.
He threatened to hurt me if I reported him or his sister. This is south Florida, so I believed he really would do it. My dad eventually got a new job and we moved to a new city, but I was still upset about this whole situation. So, I did the next best thing to reporting them. I created two fake Facebook accounts of a random hot girl and guy, spent some time making them look legit with friends and all, and then added the brother on Facebook as the girl and my ex as the guy.
It wasn’t too long before he started flirting “me” up and trying his best to impress this girl. On the other hand, having already courted my now ex, I knew exactly what to say to charm her to the point of falling in love with me. This is where it all begins to get fun. I started a text relationship between the brother and sister, with myself as the intermediate thanks to Google voice.
Both of them had fairly typical south Florida bodies, so nothing really gave anything away when I would send each of them the other’s naked photos as the “new friends’ bodies.” I also did a fair amount of Photoshopping to remove identifiers in the room that may give the truth away. This went on for about a month and a half, totaling about 200 or so private photos between the two of them.
That’s when I decided to reveal the curtain and send a group of unedited pictures to each of them. Pictures that included key identifiers, including their faces and rooms. Oh holy moly, how things went down! They were both clearly very disturbed thinking that their sibling had tricked them into dirty texting for such a long time.
I only wish I had some way to have actually seen how they reacted. Friends who still lived in that area later told me that her brother moved in with his dad that week and that the siblings no longer spoke to one another. All in all, it took about four months for me to get my revenge, but it was absolutely amazing.
97. Too Little, Too Late
I was working as a General Manager at a struggling restaurant—struggling despite excellent business, because the owners would do stupid things like take trips to Italy on the company dime to source the “perfect” panini press. They also wouldn’t staff properly; I was the only waiter ever there, open to close, six days a week, on top of handling phone orders, inventory, and other managerial duties. I was wildly overworked, but I sucked it up because the base pay was good, plus tips.
However, to fund their lavish “business” trips, costs had to be cut at the store. They decided to do this by bumping me down to minimum wage for tipped employees—effectively cutting my salary to 1/10 of its previous level. They were also too chicken to tell me until I got my new teeny paycheck and questioned the mistake. “Oh yeah haha, forgot to mention that blah blah cost-cutting blah valued team member please work with us through this difficult time.”
I had worked for two weeks at this new lower rate without my knowledge. Pretty sure that’s illegal, but hey, a lot of illegal things go on in the restaurant industry. That’s not when I rage quit, though….a couple of hours later, I’m fuming and have decided that I can’t work for the lower rate, so now I’m just waiting for the perfect chance to give my notice.
They called in a delivery guy who was fired a few weeks before, and they talk about hiring him to start doing our Facebook posts and handing out flyers around town. Whatever. Then I hear them offer him close to my old salary as “Promotions Manager”! What??? I was basically running the place for $2.13/hr and you’re offering this dude almost $20/hr to walk up and down the street saying “Eat at (Name)”?
And yet, it gets worse.
They bring up our negative Yelp reviews and this guy suggests asking friends to post positive ones. The boss starts laughing and says “Better not ask our waitress to post one, it’ll be all boohoo don’t eat there, I can’t pay my rent this month because they cut my pay without telling wahhhh!” I don’t think I was supposed to hear that, but I was five feet away, so of course I did.
I RAGED! I quit on the spot, told them to screw their job, and wished them good luck keeping the place open without me. They quickly realized I was right, as neither of them knew how to do more than pick up the takings once a week. They begged me not to quit. They were so desperate that they sat there for half an hour and allowed me to bluntly tell them exactly what kind of huge idiots I thought they were in excruciating detail.
I went on and on as my rage burned, and they just quietly listened, nodding and apologizing. Once I had cursed myself back into calmness, I walked out, 30 minutes before the dinner rush began, leaving them with an unstaffed floor and no clue how to even open the cash register. God, they were morons. I loved that they actually listened to me telling them exactly how stupid they were. No repercussions on my side, as the restaurant industry isn’t known for checking references.
The place closed down about 18 months later, and I was surprised it even made it that long.
98. The Great Protector
My wife had a falling out with some friends of mine that she met through me. We had known them a long time but I had known them for much longer. I was upset with her one night, because they were always asking why she never came around anymore, but she absolutely refused to see them. I always thought it was because of this little side business project they went into together that didn’t work out.
So, I’m driving my wife somewhere, and I just start getting upset with her that she won’t make up with them and move past it like they did, and it sucks that she never comes with when I go over there. So, she finally broke and told me the painful truth. Every time she went over there without me, they would talk smack about me, putting down my personality, my humor, and much more.
I guess they thought she would be okay with it, like a joking, “Haha my husband can be such a [insert something], right?” But she wasn’t okay with it. She’s not a confrontational person, so she never really spoke up, but she was disgusted by the way they spoke about me behind my back, and refused to have anything to do with them.
She had been letting me think it was all her fault and she took it because she knew the truth would hurt my feelings. And it did.
99. Fly Me to the Moon
Just got on a flight in London headed to Vegas. Sitting next to my GF, and she wants to show me something she has planned for the trip, so gets out her phone. It opens to the Messages and shows a chat with a guy (I know him) saying how much she is going to miss him and how she doesn’t want to go away with me anyway. The doors close on the plane and that was a really fun 10-11hrs…
100. Room Service
For a full year, my college roommate secretly slept with my boyfriend while I was at class. I routinely took more than a full course load and was in math and science classes or study groups every morning. One day, I walked in to see a horrifying sight. They were just fully in the act after I came back early from a cancelled class.
I moved out. I was more angry at her than heartbroken. I also lost most of my friends through the breakup, and they stuck together for a good while. Fast forward five years later. Those two throw a crazy expensive engagement party at the guy’s parents’ beach house, which was attended by some still-mutual friends who told me everything.
At the party, she caught him sleeping with one of the waitresses from the catering company in a bathroom. They still got married. I feel a little bad for her despite the karma balance. She feels like she can’t do better than being with a cheater.
101. Housing Crisis
I moved a friend of 22 years out of her house with a husband who beat her, placed her in a spare bedroom in my house, bought her clothes, got her a job, and gave her money to buy the things that she needed. I even took her to doctors’ appointments or anywhere else that she needed to go. Then, I found out 4 months before my wedding that she had been having an affair with my fiance every day while I was at work.
I lost my house (which was in his name), along with the $10,000 I had put into re-modeling it, my jeep, and all the money that I had already spent on the wedding. They now live there together, and she doesn’t even work. Hmmmm, I think I got the short end of that good deed…