The New Girlfriend Leaves Another Voicemail!

The crazy new girlfriend of my ex-husband called again over the weekend. I haven’t spoken a word to this girl since December. Why does she keep calling me!? What could she have to say that I would care about? I saw her number come up on my caller ID and handed my phone to a friend to answer. They told her to stop calling me but she is relentless. She called three times yesterday. I was hoping she would leave another message so I could post it for everyone to hear but she didn’t. Maybe it was my ex-husband calling but I doubt it. I am sure in a few more days she will grace us with another drunk message.

Ex-Husbands New Girlfriends Voicemail

This crazy girl won't leave me alone (ex-husbands new girlfriend). She calls my phone all hours of the night when she is drunk and sometimes when she is sober. This call came out of the blue last week so I decided to have fun with it and post it on the internet for my own amusement and for others to laugh at her. Enjoy!

Men Don't Change!

I found an old USB drive today and started looking at the documents on it. I found this post that I wrote and never posted. It says I saved it June 18th 2007. Little did I know when I wrote it that I would have moved out and be on my way to a divorce less than six months later. I have grown so much since I wrote this. I am kind of proud to post it because I know I am so much better today...


There should be a special place in heaven for wives like me that put up with as much turmoil as I have over the past 11 years. For as many years as I have hung in there and waited for him to hit bottom, I keep thinking that we have to be there by now.

He isn’t an angry drunk… not usually. But he does stay up all hours of the night, sometimes until the sun comes up the next day. Our dog and I are restless the entire evening that he is drinking. Even our dog can’t settle down and go to sleep until everyone is in the house for the night. I wake up periodically wondering if he has come in yet and he hasn’t. I wake to the sounds of my husband and the neighbor “hooting” and “hollering”., falling down, yelling, and falling in to things.

I will get up the next day to a backyard full of beer bottles, cigarette butts, liquor bottles and a mess. When he runs out of beer he raids my liquor, which I will have one drink every now and again. When he drinks liquor he blacks out and can’t remember much. This time he wakes up at 3:00 pm on Saturday, still drunk… and angry, blaming me and telling me that I have an attitude problem and I can pack up my stuff and leave.

His family are all alcoholics at best, every last one of them. Alcohol changes my husband. If his family calls when he is sober, he usually doesn’t want to talk to them. But when he drinks, he calls them or will pick up the phone when they call. He will stoop to what I call “their level” and act just like one of them.

I often feel left along the way-side wondering when this tornado of a marriage will finally end. I keep asking myself, how long should I keep my promise to God? For better or worse... At what point is enough, enough? I am sick of having that sick feeling in my stomach on the way home from work, wondering whether it is going to be quiet night or not. I have had so many extremely embarrassing drunken episodes with him on vacation, the whole time we are gone I am in fear of what is going to happen.

He doesn’t think that he has a problem. But he does…
He has no self control. It can’t be one or two, it is either all or none. He doesn’t understand any of my feelings. I keep looking for signs of what I should do, all of my friends and family wonder why I stay. I wonder sometimes too. I guess if I could pack a suitcase leave in my car without hurt, pain, anger, and memories… I would. But it isn’t that easy, I wish it were.

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My Very First Date Was Psycho!

A guy messaged me on MySpace and asked if I would like to meet up for coffee or a drink.

He had cute pictures, so I figured... why not?

So we met at Starbucks and talked for about 45 minutes. Then we parted and things seemed OK.

The next day he sent me an instant message and asked if I would like to come over that night for a few beers. I reluctantly agreed. I didn't know the guy and figured that this is a little dangerous.

I asked him to come to my place. He said..."Don't you have roommates?" I said yes so he said he wasn't coming here. I thought this was suspicious.

So I agreed to go to his place after going against my better judgement. He called me from the store and said that he was picking up beer, rope and duct tape to tie me up with. I told him that wasn't funny.

He sent me a text a few minutes later saying that he is home and to come over.. AND "the axe is real sharp."

I said there is no way I am going over there. That isn't something to joke about when you don't know the person.

I sent him a text saying that I am staying in for the night. He immediately calls and I didn't answer and left a raging mad voicemail. I called back about 30 minutes later and he said he had steam coming out his ears cause I canceled. I thought to myself... if he gets this mad about this, what would happen if we got in a real fight.

So that was my first dating experience and I think for now I will continue to hang out with my friends and have a good time. If I happen to meet someone by some large chance then great, if not, I will be single forever.