Contributed by “L” in Maryland (#25)

I continue to be amazed at the neverending selfishness of my husband. I have put up w/ him being an addict, alcoholic and general asshole, simply because I am too nice I suppose. We have one child together who is nothing like his father, thank God. My husband never means what he says, if he says I will be home w/in an hour, it’s sure to be 3-4hrs. Something always comes up that’s more important than coming home. Yet once he does arrive, everyone is supposed to be grateful he’s here and even if it’s 9pm everyone is supposed to feel like talking to him and listening about his day, that obviously ended several hours ago, as he reeks of beer. What gives men the right to totally disregard their families? My husband is 49 yrs old and still parties like there’s no tomorrow. This is embarrassing to our son and I. He drinks and drives openly and thinks that’s okay. I pray he gets caught one day, before someone else gets hurt.

My most important reason for getting up is our son. He is my legacy. Men don’t care if they have a legacy…….

I hope to live alone after my son has moved out…..Peace would be nice.

Contributed by “T” in North Dakota (#25)

It all began one fall day. There was this guy that one of my friends introduced me to. He was really sweet and I agreed to meet up with him. He was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. He was really sweet and even asked before he kissed me. I didn’t know him for more than 2 days and he asked me out. I was soo excited.

We were a really public couple. We went to basketball, football, volleyball and just everything together. He was really tall and I’m really short but everyone thought it was cute. He was my idea of the world’s greatest guy.

When we got to the one month anniversery he took me into a jewelry store and told me to pick out a necklace. I was shocked but very surprised. He bought me a beautiful necklace. Then he told me that he loved me and that his heart was mine. I was head over heels.

Finally Christmas rolls around. I wasn’t expecting anything big. I bought him this really nice sweatshirt and some body stuff. He had went out, bought all of my family presents and then got me a gold glass dipped rose. IT WAS $100!

A few weeks after, him, my mom, and me sat down and talked about birth control. My mom was very surprised to have Zach talk about it with her. She approved greatly of him.

All this time, he was the sweetest guy ever. But all during the time, he was having problems with his parents. They thought I was too young for him. They kept on telling him " She’s only 15 and you’re 19, get a real girlfriend" He kept on blowing them off. It finally got to the point where he couldn’t live there anymore. My parents took a plunge and told him he could live with us.

He moved into our house and I was in heaven. Every day, I got to see him and talk to him and just be there with him. It was AMAZING! He actually sat down every night and talked with my parents about everything. He’d kick me out of the room just so he could talk to them. It wasn’t too long after that my parents fell completely in love with him. He even told my parents he was going to marry me. He was completely in love with me. He told him mom one night in an agruement that he loved me and was going to marry me!

After living at my house a few weeks, his parents invited him home for supper one night. That night, when he came back to my house, he was a completely different man. He completely shut me out of his life. A week after he had visited home, he moved back with no explanation. He never thanked my parents for everything, nada.

Before he moved out, he started talking to me about what would happen if we broke up. I told him not to worry about it because it wasn’t going to happen.

For 6 monthes/Valentine’s Day, I decided to do something really special. He’d been kind of distant for a while, so I decided to surprise him with tickets to his favorite band. I bought 2 and told him I’d pay for gas. He sounded excited.

Valentine’s day rolled around. He showed up at my house late with a dinky bouquet of flowers for me and one flower for my mom. We sat there and watched movies all night, just me and him and my parents. He never thanked my mom for supper, nothing. He was a jerk that night too. I’d dressed up for him and he wasn’t very grateful for all i’d done for him.

That Friday night, we drove down to Bismarck to watch his favorite band. He didn’t talk to me the whole way down. I thought he was mad at me, so I kept asking if he was ok. So we get to the concert and he finally admits something was bothering him but he didn’t want to talk about it now. We danced at the concert and ended up leaving early because he was getting crabby. My mom and dad had agreed to meet us half way and take me the rest of the day home. I fell asleep and finally woke up to him talking VERY loud on his phone to one of his buddies. I waited for him to get off the phone so we could talk. He didn’t get off until we met my parents. He started talking about something to the effect that we kinda needed a break and whatever. I told him we’d talk more about it tomorrow.

I had a speech meet the next day. I call him after the speech meet and he doesn’t answer his phone. I thought he was busy but we had made plans to hang out that night. I kept on calling him and calling him. FINALLY I got a hold of him. He was drunk. He starting jabbing on and on about how this was all my fault that he was drunk, that he had told me that he was going out and all this crap. I told him to call me the next day when he was sober and I hung up on him. I was completely pissed. I’m usually a pretty understanding person but I was screaming at him that night.

I never got a call the next day. I finally got a hold of him and told him I was coming over. He starting going on about how his parents were sick and all this crap. I still went over to his house. I walked down stairs and he was just lying there. I was going to start yelling at him until I saw the look in his eyes. He sat me down and I asked him what the hell went on last night. He looked all confused and I explained it to him that he tried to blame it on me. He completely denied it all. I started yelling at him but then I broke down crying. He told me that we needed to take a break. He had some stuff that was going on and that he couldn’t have a girlfriend to concentrate. I then made the mistake of asking him if he wanted a break or to break up completely. He looked at me and I started bawling. He just sat there and watched me cry, not saying a damn word. I was bawling, sobbing so hard I couldn’t breathe. He finally gave me a hug and said he just needed some time to think and get his life right, but he’d be back.

It’s been 3 monthes since he’s been gone. I’ve come to realize that he didn’t break up wtih me because of work. It was entirely because of his parents because they hate me. He has turned into a complete JERK and ignores me. He said he wanted to be friends but I can’t be friends with a jerk like that. He keeps trying to make me jealous with all of his girlfriend and stuff but I don’t care. He’s completely changed and is a complete asshole. I have a new guy who I know wouldn’t do taht to me and if he does, he’s going to get kicked in the nuts.

Contributed by “J” in North Carolina (#24)

From Coastal North Carolina: What a jerk! Local airline pilot is blowing up my best friend’s phone – I’m in the National Guard – stationed in New Mexico…blah, blah, blah…can’t wait to see you…I’ll be home the rest of the year…Completely forgot to mention he has a live-with girlfriend out West (one of those big square states). She calls my best friend and announces, "I think we have a friend in common…" Oops. She got the cell phone bill – he’s apparently too stupid and too cheap to have his own (or maybe he has lousy credit) – they share a phone! They exchange text messages he has sent them…not so pretty. Saddest part: Poor, deluded girlfriend is going to pick him up at the airport. (He was going to stay with her for a week before he flew back to the coast to "be with" my friend) And she’s still picking him up…Somebody in Oklahoma, slap her…

Contributed by “D” in Ohio (#23)

Well, my rant is about an instructor I had recently (oh, and by the way, it’s not the first teacher/professor/instructor to come on to me) who began first with long looks at me, which I ignored. Of course he was good looking, but I wasn’t looking and I was also old enough to be his mother and he’s married, so I just let it slide, figured he’d get the hint. But he didn’t. He started touching me (accidentally on purpose) and pretty much did so every class. I began to have feelings for him after one such encounter, which was my mistake, I know but to top this story off, I think he was doing it with more than one female in class. I walked into the ladies’ room the other evening during class and one of the other girls from class was in there and I could tell she’d been crying. I had the distinct impression it was because of him. I pretty much got the idea from his not answering my emails that he was full of shit, but I guess I just didn’t see how much full of it he was until the other night.

Can anything get it through to guys like this how much they hurt women just to feed their faltering egos? Everyone wants to be admired, but seeking it out from women only to hurt or use them and doing it behind their wives’ backs is really pretty low. Don’t you agree?

Contributed by “L” in Virginia (#22)

Oh this one is a doozy, but I’m sure that other women have experienced the same thing.

I met this guy Wayne who worked next door to my office. He was wonderful, he wined and dined me. Took me out, bought me 3 dozen of my favorite flowers when i was having a bad day. He moved into my house with me and my 2 children and we bought a dog together. It was like a perfect little family. 3 days after we bought the dog, I called his cell phone to tell him I was thinking about him and a girl answered the phone. Turns out he has a girlfriend of 7 years that is getting ready to have his baby. He had told her that he was living with a bunch of guys from work. And the weekends that he told me that he was working out of town, he was spending them with her!!!!!!Needless to say, she and I had a lovely chat and I kicked him to the curb. The sad part is, she said that he has done this to her before and she still loved him. Poor girl …

Contributed by “J” Idaho (#21)

The Jerk: James ******** in Idaho.

Webster’s Definition of “James ********”: Dumbass (noun)

Red Flag #1: Bailing on girlfriend to spend time drinking with male buddies 10 years younger.

Red Flag #2: Telling girlfriend which motorcycle she SHOULD buy.

Red Flag #3: Telling girlfriend that since he pays more for his house and his house is nicer that he won’t be coming over to your house.

Red Flag #4: Trying to convince you to move in, but slipping up by saying that he needs you to move in because his financial position is poor.

Red Flag #5: Spending all of his time with his little buddies….who are all 10 years younger in their early 20s….drinking.

Red Flag #6: Telling girlfriend that he doesn’t like any of her friends so he won’t be spending any time with them.

Red Flag #7: Blaming you instead of taking accountability when he drinks too much and forgets that he has made plans to do something the next day with you.

Red Flag #8: Telling you that he wants children and if you get pregnant he’ll take care of you and the baby.

Red Flag #9: When you do get pregnant, you find he has flat out lied about providing ANY financial assistance and you ultimately have to threaten a law suit to recoup even a quarter of the cost you had to shovel out first.

Red Flag #10: After all of that, he has the audacity AFTER the end has come and gone to approach your friends and spend 45 minutes giving a sob story to the poor chaps telling how he screwed up so badly, he made many mistakes and would consider asking to date again in 4 to 5 months perhaps like the complete idiot he is.

Red Flag #11: Completely uneducated.

Red Flag #12: His own dad refers to him as a flake.

Red Flag #13: His grandparents want nothing to do with him.

Red Flag #14: His friends recognize he is a drunk and refer to him as a “good guy with issues”.

Red Flag #15: Has been hired and fired by the same employer 5 times.

Red Flag #16: Has no aspiration to be anything more than a motorcycle sales person for the rest of his life, unless he moves to Mexico to serve as a fishing guide though he doesn’t own a boat and doesn’t know shit about Mexico.

Summary: Found out the hard way that James ******** is the ultimate jerk and a red flashing warning sign should be secured to his forehead to indicate such. Lots of warning signs ignored because apparently some of us women try way to hard, are way too tolerant and still too submissive when it comes to dating.

Be strong, women. Go with your instincts. Be strong and demand respect, command respect and don’t compromise your morals. Force yourself to see the forest through the trees and recognize red flags when you know they are there. A man who will get angry when you try to bring up the issues is not respectful and certainly not worth your time.

Contributed by “K” in Illinois (#20)

Why do we nice women always fall for the jerks?!!?! I met this guy, we dated for a couple months then started talking about him moving in. We were talking of a life together. Moving, starting a business, getting married…..then he starts with the need for change. He doesn’t let my dog in my house, tells me my 2 kids need more rules, more discipline, more chores, more consequences. Then my house wasn’t neat enough nor big enough for him, he wanted me to buy a bigger house but he didn’t think he should have to pay since it wasn’t his house and he wouldn’t gain anything from paying me. Then when I told him I couldn’t move into a bigger house for him, after all I have two kids I have to support not a grown man of 40, he left. Said that it wasn’t working. Then I find out he did the same thing to his prior girlfriend, and he was talking to her the whole time we were dating and went to pick up her motorcycle with her. He said that he felt like he had to since when they were dating she financed a Harley for him because he had no credit and if he didn’t do things for her he would loose the bike. He never told her he was seeing me and told her he was living at his brothers house. He had gotten her pregnant and told her he wanted her to have an abortion. She said that she would raise the baby alone but then miscarried. He doesn’t have a job, his business has failed. He won’t go out and get a job so he gets by on constantly mooching off women until he gets a little money then moves out and gets his own place until the money is gone. Then he finds another unsuspecting woman. I asked him more questions today and all I got were lies. Men suck!!! All Men Suck!!

He started out really sweet, telling me how great I smelled and how perfect I fit into his arms. That he wanted to take care of me. Brought me coffee every morning that I stayed at his townhouse he was renting the week my kids spent spring break @ Grandma and Grandpas. Made me dinner, rubbed my feet, came to my work in the am and met me just to say good morning, text me most mornings with a good morning baby! Said that he loved me and my kids and wanted a normal life like I could give him. He just wants people to feel sorry for him because his mother died when he was twelve and his life changed for the worst after his father married some evil stepmother who clawed his skin out with her nails. He lives off women now making them feel sorry for him and he feels like he is owed something because he was gypped  out of a happy childhood. He is 41 now and feels like he has worked enough in his life. Well join the real world honey, the rest of us have to work for what we have so what makes you so special!?!?! Stop feeling sorry for yourself and making others feel sorry for you and get a life!! And a job for that matter! He thinks that his ill grandfather is going to die and leave his all this money which he probably doesn’t have since he lives in a trailer park and his grandmother is doing fine, so I don’t think he is going to be rich anytime soon. Get a job and get off women! I can’t help but still have feelings for him and how things used to be, I still feel sorry for him even though I know that he is a lire and uses women. If he wasn’t so damn beautiful on the outside he wouldn’t get anything from another woman ever again. But he is fucking beautiful. Gorgeous ass, legs, total package too bad he is fucked up on the inside……..


Ok, so I’m not done with my rant on this guy. I didn’t mention previously that he had been married three times and has a daughter from his second wife. His first marriage lasted about six months and he had it annulled. He wanted to move in with the girl and she wouldn’t move in with him unless they were married so….. six months later they were done and he had moved on. Then came the second wife. They were engaged but he called it off and then found out she was pregnant so he felt it was the right thing to do, getting married. They were married 11/2 years and got divorced. I was told that he cheated on her all the time and he left for some chick he met at the bar. When they were together he decided they should quite drinking. She had a child which her mother was raising cause she was a drunk and he talked her into taking her child back after they quite drinking.

They were together a total of ten years so he says, married for five and the last year he didn’t even live there. She started drinking again and left him for some other guy. His daughter, who lives with her mother (wife no. 2) he hardly ever sees and rarely ever gives money to her mother for her. When he was living in the town home he was renting she slept in the second bedroom on the floor because he didn’t even have a bed for her! His 3rd ex wife wouldn’t allow her to their house because she didn’t like her, so he says. I couldn’t believe that he didn’t even provide her with a bed to sleep in. He had a Harley, a new truck and was renting a really nice townhouse but his daughter slept on the floor. And he was telling me how to raise my kids?!?!?!

Oh, and did I mention that he smoked pot? When he told me I almost called it off. It was the very beginning but he said that he would quit. I told him I had heard that before and he said that people change for people they love and that he would show me that he didn’t have to. I was soo upset that I laid in bed all day that Monday. But after talking to him several times during the day I continued on in the relationship, against my better judgment, because he was so wonderful and beautiful. There were a couple times that he was outside cleaning out my pool when he would run in the house right past me and go wash his mouth out in the bathroom.

Once I went out there to see what he was doing and I could smell the pot and couldn’t believe it. I had just let him move into my house and he promised me that he wouldn’t bring it around me or my kids and there he was, living in my house, smoking pot! I am totally against any drugs of any kind and he knew that. But for some reason I didn’t say anything. Anyway, he did do me one favor and that is he put my bedroom back together that my ex had ripped up to remodel but then let it sit for six months before he moved out and into his girlfriends house. So thanks for that. He is supposed to come over this weekend and get the rest of the stuff he left at my house when he moved out three months ago. I haven’t seen him since he left and it’s driving me crazy thinking of seeing him. I know he’s a player but, what is my problem?


So he came by yesterday to get the rest of the things he left when he moved out three months ago and we talked a little. I offered him some coffee and then he left. He texted me that he wanted to give me a hug and he wanted me to know that. I told him to come back to get it but he said that he couldn’t. I really think he is just saying that to see what I would say but I really still wish he would be the one, the man of my dreams that he was in the beginning. Sweet, fun, loving, and totally hot. He is still hot and I wouldn’t kick him out of my bed if he wanted back in even knowing all I know. Call me stupid………….

Contributed by “A” (#19)

Today my husband ruined my favorite tree. It was a magnolia. He has always hated it and wanted it gone. A couple years ago, he pulled out the other tree that I really liked and replaced it with one he wanted. Well, today I was putting up the Halloween decorations with my kids and he was pruning the trees. I asked him where the pruners were so I could clip a few straggly limbs off my Magnolia and he said he’d do it for me. I had my back turned for just a few moments and when I turned around he had clipped all of the limbs off except for a few that shot straight up. He walked away saying to my tree, "you’re kind of ugly, but you’ll be just fine." I stood there in shock with my eyes filling with tears. I couldn’t hold back crying so I ran into the house and tried to go to sleep. After about an hour of lying there devastated I went out and cut what was left of my tree down. I asked him why he had to do it and commented that he didn’t have any problem pruning his trees properly. He just laughed and said, "Yeah, it was a conspiracy against your tree." Every really big hurt I have ever experience in my life has been because of a man. They are all jerks.