33 Times A Terrible Relationship Ended With A Great Revenge Story

This was a while ago and I’m over him now, but about 2 years ago I dated a coworker (I know now that that was a mistake I was barely in my 20s when this happened). We started as friends and hung in the same circles until we couldn’t deny the attraction anymore. A couple months into dating we were planning on moving in together and maybe even getting married one day. We were inseparable and he was so affectionate with his words and actions. But then I got a promotion that required me to go out of state. We decided to do long distance for a while and I would keep a lot of my stuff at his place until I moved back, then we would live together. Unfortunately a month into long distance he ghosted me. There was no indication that things were going wrong so I was devastated and blindsided. I had never been in a relationship before so he was my first heartbreak, but the most annoying part was that he refused to acknowledge my existence even as just friends. We were in similar group chats and he would just skip over my comments, he would go out of town when I came in town, and he would get mad at me for hanging out with our mutual friends (I found this out through the grapevine, it was one of the few things I knew about him after the break up). Eventually I moved on and met someone new but I was still very hurt that someone who I once considered a great friend would just cut me out of my life for no reason.

So here’s where the petty revenge comes from. We have a company homepage that shows different slides of employees doing things like receiving awards or special events. The homepage plays on the tv screens at work as well as the computers. One day the company sent an email asking for pictures with a prompt, so I chose the pretty picture of myself I could find and a nice fluffy paragraph to go with it. Now the ex that ghosted me has to see my face every time he walks into work and opens up his computer. A revenge a year in the making.

Edit: when I said I met someone new that was later down the road and I am not with the someone new anymore. Sorry for the confusion. The revenge and the dating a new person didn’t happen at the same time.

This was years ago - my divorce was very ugly. My ex committed credit card fraud, falsified evidence, hacked my email account, broke into my home and stole my safe, etc.. I got a notice from my bank that someone had tried to access an old bank account that only he knew about. I was pretty angry and called the bank, requested that there be no internet access to that account at all. Then I went to a adult toy website and asked for a physical catalog to be sent - to his name, but his next door neighbour's address. I'm sure the catalog arrived with a brown paper cover...

This was nearly ten years ago, yet I still look back and chuckle. I was working three jobs and going to school at night, and he was working part time for one. While I had cancer, he lost 100 pounds with extreme dieting (eating less than 500 calories a day) because he said that he was sick of me getting all the attention.

We were divorced near the end of January, which meant we were married for all of the prior year. We filed for a cheap divorce since we didn’t have any shared money, things, or children, so nothing was stated on how to file our taxes.

In March, he called and said that his tax guy had figured out that if he filed his taxes as single then he owed over $2000 and if I filed my taxes single then I was paid $400, however if we filed jointly then we’d be paid $450. He offered that if we did so, then he would pay the tax guy for his services and keep the $50 “profit.” At this point, my dad did my taxes for me for free so there was absolutely nothing in it for me.

I just said no and filed separately that afternoon.

Edit: it was pointed out that I didn’t clarify his offer - I keep my entitled $400, he use the $50 to pay the tax guy. He was hoping, and I quote, that I would do the “right thing” to keep him from owing money since it didn’t hurt me at all to do so.

I decided to go to homecoming with my friends because I thought it’d be really fun. I bought a two-piece homecoming fit a couple weeks before hand and showed it off to one of my friends. This friend proceeded to tell me that this girl that was not very favored in our school (for personal reasons) was going to wear the same thing. I told her there was no way I wanted to go to homecoming matching with her, so she suggested I try on her old homecoming dress. It fit pretty well and I fell in love with it immediately, so I went with it. Fast forward to homecoming, I walk in with my friend, we turn in our tickets and put glow sticks on our wrists. We’re chatting up our friend group in the corner when one of my friends points out my ex and his new girlfriend (my ex-best friend) had arrived. Being the sweetheart she was, ex-best friend came up to me and gave me a hug, giving me quite a fake “it’s so nice to see you”. My ex, ex-best friend, and the entirety of my friend group watched as we hugged, and came to the realization that we were wearing the exact same dress. My ex got all mad about it, talking trash to his new girlfriend and his friends about how “she did that on purpose because she wanted to make you look bad, blah blah blah”. I just found it rather funny. The best part was later during one of the slow dances, a guy that my ex considered to be his (exaggerated) ‘mortal enemy’ came up to me and asked if he could dance with me. I accepted his offer, all the while my ex looked up from his perfect girlfriend to watch my new love story unfold. The jealousy that burned in his eyes keeps me going every day, and made the dance all the more better. <3

Edit: I wanted to clarify. First off, I put “perfect girlfriend” because that’s all my ex called my ex-best friend. He cheated on me with her, and that’s why this story has a sour taste. Second, the girl who I almost matched outfits with the first time is NOT the ex-best friend, but a random girl from school. I ended up matching with ex-best friend because I had switched outfits beforehand. Thirdly, yeah, I did pay a lot of attention to what he was thinking and if he was watching me. The break up happened like two weeks or so before homecoming, so I was still upset about it.

I had broken up with my ex about a year prior to this event but she wouldn't move out - one excuse after another for a solid year until one day amidst yet another argument she finally admitted her plan was to stay indefinitely, and threatened to claim domestic attack if I did anything about it.

That weekend she decided to go out for one of her weekend vacations with a girlfriend, so I took advantage of the 48 hours I had and got to work reserving a storage unit and rented a moving truck. I worked around the clock loading that truck multiple times, only sleeping a few hours that entire weekend. She had hoarding tendencies that I had long turned a blind eye to (had to pick my battles) and it had gotten pretty far out of control. Not only did I make dozens of trips but the storage unit itself was almost too small for it all - it was truly amazing how much trash she had managed to pack floor to ceiling in multiple rooms, closets, and the garage despite living in the same house together for so long.

I made sure her laptop was the very first thing in the storage unit all the way in the back corner, followed by all of her clothes (so many clothes), then furniture, then all the meaningless hoarded junk. By the time I was done, that storage unit was packed floor to ceiling to the point I had to really Tetris the last couple of loads in there just to get the door shut. She was right at the end of a semester of school and not only needed the laptop first thing the next week, she was also planning on leaving for a cross-state road trip to visit family, and everything she needed for that was at the very back. From what I heard, it took her and a friend the better part of the week to find that laptop and re-pack the storage unit; she missed some important deadlines at school and delayed her family trip by a whole week which messed up other plans and wasted a few PTO days at work to boot.

The best part came months later: you see, when she first came back from that little weekend-vacation I had asked her to sign a receipt to receive the key to the storage unit. She immediately refused, threw a fit, tried to steal my dog (failed), tried breaking into my house while I was gone, then came back hours later with about 6 cops in her wake. To this day I don't know what lies she told them to get that entourage, but after I explained my side of the story they realized it was just a civil matter and quickly left. The receipt I asked her to sign was simple enough in that I offered to pay for the storage unit for 6 months if she signed it that day, but since she didn't, I removed my card from the account and put the unit in her name. Only problem was, the card she then put on file with them was an 'authorized user' card linked to my account which I promptly cancelled, so then she missed enough payments on the storage unit that they locked her out and she was never able to get the rest of her stuff before they presumably auctioned it all off.

Edit: a few of you have some good observations on some details I glazed over or removed - see my comments below that hopefully clear these things up. I have no incentive time or energy to be making up fake drama just for reddit and assure you this really happened.

I was 20 years old when I met my first serious boyfriend. I was young, dumb and naive, not knowing how toxic he was and continued to be. Anyways, here is my catfish story.

My ex was extremely fatphobic and verbally horrible to me, to the point where he would say I'm an ugly, fat b*tch, he's not attracted to me and he could do so much better. This went on for three months, because I'm a sucker for being downtrodden into dog poop apparently. One day I had had enough of it so I broke up with him.

Few months later, I was scrolling Facebook and came upon his Facebook profile. Me being the petty queen, I made a fake Facebook account of a pretty 'skinny'blonde girl. I friend requested him and we started chatting. I pretended to be this demure, feminine, flirty girl, which I knew he absolutely adored from women. Hook, line and sinker, he fell in love with her after a week. Started telling her all his deepest, darkest secrets, complaining about his life (dropped out of school at grade 7, was working dead end jobs) I played the supportive, kind, considerate and "submissive" girl that he had always wanted. Took me a month but I started saying we should meet, and *wink wink. This definitely got his motor running and he was raring to go to meet this "love of his life" I gave him an address for him to meet "her" which was 5 hours away from him and he drove all the way there! He kept messaging and messaging this "girl" saying "Where are you?" "I'm here!" The guy even went to the apartment managers office and asked if this "girl" lived there, to be told there's no such person!

I soon deleted the Facebook profile and still relish in him sitting there, looking like a dumb idiot, waiting for this 'perfect' girl to be swept off her feet. I have no regrets for my pettiness.

It was a Friday night when she asked to meet up at the local mall. I ended up picking up a game (Castlevania, my love) while we were there. We ended up going back to house and watching movies, she ended up asking if I would be willing to be her boyfriend again. I said yes, despite my instincts telling me not to.

That night, I ended up going tobogganing with a group of friends. I ended up smashing through a fence and don't remember much of the night. Ended up with a concussion, long hospital visit blah blah.

Anyways, she calls me the next day and the biggest liar on the world took over my body. Before she could even speak I was yelling into the phone, "WHOA LONG TIME NO TALK WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO?!" She was chit chatty and asked about my day. I told her I got a new game and a concussion the night before, and that's all I remember.

She cried on the phone and insisted we spent the day together. But I insisted how crazy and unlike me that was.

So, I and my ex-girlfriend dated for about 8 months. Overall our relationship was good but towards the end of it we both started to realise that we two aren't really compatible with each other. Our relationship probably wouldn't have lasted this long if it wasn't for her dog, an adorable golden retriever whom i absolutely love. I was more excited about meeting the dog than meeting my ex during the last days of our relationship and i think even my ex realised that. About a month ago my ex decided to call it quits and break up with me.. I was kind of glad but also was upset because i don't think anyone likes being dumped. A week ago i got a text from my ex where she invited me to her dogs birthday party and also asked for my help to arrange it, which i gladly accepted. While shopping for some of the supplies for the party, i found one of the most loudest squeaky toys i have ever heard in my life, they are so much annoying and maybe even give you a headache... so i decided buy 2 of them... On the dogs birthday, i gifted her these toys and played with her for some time... She was extremely happy and excited for these toys and also ignored all the other gifts she had gotten that day. Yesterday at about 2:45 AM i got a text from my ex with just three words "I hate you". I am so happy right now!

About three months after we broke up I found out that my best friend had been sleeping with my ex-girlfriend without either of them even considering how i would feel. After lots of anger and disappointment I got over the incident but I decided to enact my revenge on her by changing her Netflix language to Mandarin because I still had access to her account. I then favourited all sorts of movies I know she hated and messed with her queues on her ongoing shows.

Edit: To clarify, she told me she had s*x with him to hurt me because she actually never found him attractive. Hence why I had to enact some petty revenge on her. I never did find out if they slept together while we were dating but I sure hope not.. Also this was a girl I dated for two and a half years. She was my first love. So yes it maybe pathetic and petty what I did but, after all that, I couldn't care less.

Last year I moved very far away from my two children and ex due to a job offer. Before I left I gave my 8 and 6 year old each a tablet with Skype and lots of goodies downloaded on them. Tested them to make sure they worked with my iPhone and let them take their tablets to their mothers.

Each time I asked to Skype with the kids she had some excuse about not figuring it out to be able to. After three months I gave in and bought an iPod with FaceTime capabilities and sent it to her. Once again I made sure every thing was in order before I sent it.

Now there were more excuses about wifi not working and other lame excuses. I heard from my son his older half sister had taken their iPod and they don't get to use it or had seen it in a long time.

Now that I have them for the entire summer, my ex texted me that she now has a smart phone and wants to face time with the kids. I told her to call my phone on it but she couldn't figure it out. She has some Galaxy. After her struggle for hours and listening to her complain about it, I finally told her "The iPod I sent the kids in December is all set up to for FaceTime if you can find it".

No text back for the rest of the day.

So I (17F) was dating a guy (15M), and things were pretty decent. Nothing too serious since we were in high school at the time but I respected him and the relationship. Someone I was friends with basically told me he was cheating with one of her friends, and she had proof. I mean like pictures of them kissing and graphic texts. One of the pictures he was wearing a shirt I bought him.

Anyways I confronted him about it and he got all emotional. I ended it with him but he said he would do anything to get back with me. I was hurt but PETTY so I agreed under one condition. He had to explain to my dad and sister what he did to me (the cheating) and ask for their forgiveness for what he did. He actually followed through and confessed to my family. He looked horrified since my dad got angry and asked wtf was wrong with him. My family was obviously angry but I reassured him that we could move on and it would be great.

After that I went along with it for like a day or two. He assumed everything would go back to normal and I led him on to believe this. Then I cut it off. Full on blocked and everything. I was young but not stupid, and he cheated on me after like 6 months together so there was no way for things to work out. Wasn’t even worth it. But I felt like I got my revenge so I moved on pretty quickly and he learned a lesson.

EDIT: surprised this got so popular, thanks for all the votes! To everyone saying I “took it too far”, I would like to add that he gave me an std from cheating, so I think this was the very least I could do.

So this is a story that starts back when I was finishing and got out of high school and involves an ex that I met in highschool. When we first met it was great but you all know how these high school relationships usually turn out after graduation.

We stopped being intimate, she started being horrible and manipulative, even hitting me and at one point somehow managed to coerce me into getting engaged with her. Made me spend thousands on a trip to Niagara Falls, the works.

When the breakup process started she initiated it but somehow pinned all the blame for everything on me, naturally. She made every aspect of my life more of a hell then it already had been with her and slandered me to anybody she could get to directly or indirectly, along with what had been our mutual friend group. You know, typical horrible ex behaviour.

Cue petty revenge: I had a car her dad had passed down to me. The original thinking was that since I could drive and she couldn’t I’d use the car to help her out, but it was totally in my name and I paid for maintenance and insurance and it was in every way my car that I daily drove. After we split I had permission to do whatever I wanted with the car from her dad as well.

She wanted this car back more then anything and kept hounding me post breakup over it, spreading rumours that it was actually her car, getting her numerous new boyfriends to threaten me over it via various messaging apps, etc. One day it finally reached a breaking point. I told her she had 24 hours to come get “her” precious car (and pay me well under market value I might add, I wasn’t heartless) or it was getting sent to the crusher. By this point I’d already but thousands into maintenance and fixing it so I wasn’t going to give it to her.

As you can guess she never came to get her car much less with any money to pay it, but she begged me to just give it to her. I sent her the video of it being crushed with a big thumbs up selfie at the end, then blocked her.

This has been a petty revenge story.

Edit: for those concerned, no I did not destroy a perfectly good car. The engine was toast with a blown head gasket and oil burning so bad it was visible blue smoke. It also was rusting really badly by that point.

I had also put thousands into work including replacing a clogged catalyst, which on it’s own was over 500 dollars. I had just gotten fed up with my ex and this lemon of a car so I hit 2 birds with one stone.

Edit 2: I forgot a core aspect of this timing as well; a friend reminded me that right before I gave her the ultimatum on the car I had learned she was cheating on me when were together. On our very first date I’d explained that to me cheating was the worst thing you could do to me in a relationship. So add that to the reasons I did it. Lol

At the beginning of the year, my wife and I separated from each other. She got her own place and moved out. We have a little boy together and we've tried our best to keep things amicable between us - it's not his fault we broke up and he shouldn't suffer for it, etc.

Anyway, skip forward a few months and her laptop starts going on the blink. It's not really fixable as it's a hardware problem causing the screen to flicker every now and then. It's getting progressively worse over time and she needs a machine to raid in WoW. Luckily, my work were getting rid of a lot of old machines. Decent ones, too - Core-i5 3570's, 16GB of RAM, etc, - all she really would need is a decent graphics card and she'd have a competent gaming machine.

So naturally, as part of being amicable and nice, I offer to pick her one of these up and give her my old graphics card (a GTX 560 Ti, in case anyone's wondering). I pick out a nice little Dell machine, take it home and wipe it to ensure no company data remains. I install Windows, get it up to date and get the basics installed (PROTIP: Ninite is amazing).

But, you know. She left me, right? I'm not going to lie, I saw an opportunity for some good ol' petty revenge and I took it.

She didn't find the username I set up of "ThatExWifeCow" particularly amusing, but she did at least see the funny side in all the OEM information.

I left one more little surprise on her machine. Every now and then, her background will get set to something special.