best friend's wife (uh-oh)

Sage:

Dude, this situations is sounding more fucked up by the minute. She needs to get away from that guy, and you need to get away from both of them.

Good luck, I think you are going to need it.

Nite_Hawk
 
yeah.... the scary thing? the reason that i got along so well with that guy is that he thinks exactly like i do. we are so incredibly close to being the same person, and i probably will be a lot more like him when i'm that age (except that im getting treated for my bipolar and he refuses to admit that he is... im no doctor but i know exactly when my bipolar is kicking in and i see exactly the same things in him, but a lot more often [which will probably happen to me when im his age, too... except that i'll be on meds to help minimize it])
 
No more contact with them, change the places you go to and the ways you go to from work, and be more paranoid than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

No hanging around any spots either of them may be at, think about changing your job and consider moving...I am NOT kidding!
 
digitalwanderer said:
No more contact with them, change the places you go to and the ways you go to from work, and be more paranoid than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

No hanging around any spots either of them may be at, think about changing your job and consider moving...I am NOT kidding!

actually ive had a moving date for a few months.

but im glad to see that you dont completely hate my guts, digi. i thought that, after the things you said, you wouldnt want anything to do with me and wouldnt give a shit if i died a pitiful, painful death.
 
Dude, if I were the husband I wouldn't kill ya....but I'd handcuff you naked to a tree in the middle of no where and explain in excruciating details just how wrong and bad a thing you did, with a baseball bat.

I'm just letting you know that you could be in a whole lot more serious shit than you could possibly imagine, until you've been jilted like that you have no idea on how you'll react.

I was dating a girl once, she started going to Purdue LaFayette about 90 miles south of here. One night she called me to tell me it was over and to let me know that she was in and had been in a relationship with a mutual friend of ours who was going to school down there.

The next thing I knew I was taking the off-ramp to the LaFayette campus with a Mossburg 500 fully loaded in my passenger seat. I still have no conscious recollection whatsoever of the hour+ drive down there, it was like I just woke up about 6 miles from where they were with a loaded weapon.

I pulled over and shook for a while, then drove home and gave all my weapons to my Dad for safe keeping for a while.

Don't for a second underestimate just how batshit crazy love can make people, and you are right now in the middle of a very bad scene.
 
I have to agree with digi. You need to get yourself out of this situation pronto. Like now.

I can understand you identifying with this guy and recognizing his symptoms, but you are clearly not him. It sounds like he has a number of his own issues to work out and it would probably be most beneficial if you weren't there when he did. It doesn't sound like it'll be easy for him to get over this, and with her playing along, it might take a while.

You should walk away...

With her acting the way she is and him the way he is, if you stay involved someone's going to get the shit beat out of them.
 
Sage, this is a completely fucked up situation, and even though you are to blame for a big chunk of it, if you've got any sense you'll make sure you're not sitting in the middle of it for one second longer than you have to. Your choices are to walk away or prepare for war. The former makes a lot more sense.
 
Fred said:
Heh anyone elses bs meter going into a red zone?

If you assume the initial part of the story is true the rest makes enough sense. Still, there is always the chance I suppose. I knew this girl in highschool who asked me out like 3 times. I told her no each time, but she started calling me with all of these stories. They started out believable enough, but to keep me on the line she made up more and more elaborate stories, eventually saying that her dad and brother were raping and beating her.

I managed to get her psychiatrists name out of her, called her up, let her know what she said (found out none of it was real) and stopped talking to the girl. She even claimed she had tried to commit suicide (slashing her wrists) while talking to me on the phone. She had cut the tops of her wrists rather than the bottoms, and as her psychiatrist put it, it looked more like scratches from a cat. Her record was calling me 7 times in one day. Pretty crazy shit.

Nite_Hawk
 
Nite_Hawk said:
If you assume the initial part of the story is true the rest makes enough sense. Still, there is always the chance I suppose. I knew this girl in highschool who asked me out like 3 times. I told her no each time, but she started calling me with all of these stories. They started out believable enough, but to keep me on the line she made up more and more elaborate stories, eventually saying that her dad and brother were raping and beating her.

I managed to get her psychiatrists name out of her, called her up, let her know what she said (found out none of it was real) and stopped talking to the girl. She even claimed she had tried to commit suicide (slashing her wrists) while talking to me on the phone. She had cut the tops of her wrists rather than the bottoms, and as her psychiatrist put it, it looked more like scratches from a cat. Her record was calling me 7 times in one day. Pretty crazy shit.

Nite_Hawk

Back in late '88 I'd fooled around with this girl who was half Japanese, half American. Cute as a button, but as I got to know her better it became rather obvious she wasn't quite hinged right. So I tried distancing myself from her, gently at first, but she didn't take the hint too well. She started following me from work to wherever I was going; one night after work I went to a friend's house to watch a movie he'd rented and she sat in her car in front of his house (it was winter too) the entire time. My friend asked if I was going outside to talk to her and I said no, knowing that the direct contact, however negative, was exactly what she wanted. I went out on a date with a different girl and after we'd been at the restaurant for awhile I looked over and there was this girl at another table watching us. Even almost two year laters when my girlfriend (future wife) and I moved into an apartment, that very day we saw her drive through the apartment complex. How she'd learned where I'd moved to that very day is a complete mystery to me. She was definitely my non-fatal attraction.

I just chalk it up to my amazing prowess in bed. Poor thing knew she'd never have sex like that again and was desperate facing the alternatives. :devilish:
 
John Reynolds said:
_xxx_ said:
Just tell him to fuck off. If he attacks you, don't fight him. Bring him into court afterwards and make some money out of that.

Now that's a manly course of action. Poke his wife and then willingly take the beating so you can hire a lawyer and heap financial on top of the emotional damage you've already given the person.

It's not Sage's fault that he's a wimp. So that would all be his fault. If the guy could let go, he'd be able to start a new, better life instead of clinching on long dead relationships and suffering because of that. Or doing some crazy things like physically attacking people.
 
digitalwanderer said:
Why do I have the damndest feeling this just isn't going to end very well for any of the parties involved? :rolleyes:

Y'know Sage, a very smart computer once said; "Sometimes the only way to win is not to play"....





....THIS IS MOST DEFINATELY ONE OF THOSE TIMES!!!!!!!!

Yup, I absolutely agree!


EDIT:

One more thing: if the guy really wanted to harm Sage, he would have done it already instead of talking about it. To put it that way, dogs which bark don't bite.

So you should just comletely ignore them with all their emotional issues and just relax.
 
Well, _xxx_, the guy is bipolar and very unpredictable. she honestly believed, at first, that if she told him he would kill her and / or himself right then and there because he's so impulsive and unstable. He has, in the past, held a gun to his forehead threatening to kill himself in front of her. So, who knows what could set him of...

...and lets not forget the possibility of her being pregnant. will probably find that out in another week or so. I dont know what he will do if it turns out she is (im sure he'll immediately assume that it just must be mine, even though he did it first and on her very peak day). She said hat the thing that realy REALY got to him was that i actually left my seed inside her. I think that he now see's heras being defiled, a used up piece of trash. Especially judging by some of the comments he's made to me ("i dont care, you can use up whatever's left of her")
 
John Reynolds said:
OK, where's that BS meter gif? It's tacking hard into the red for me now, too.

guys, i can see how this could be easily seen as an elaborate story to get attention for myself, espcially considering how I often do outageous stuff to get it... however, consider what im willing to do to get attention, and then think about how it would makeme feel to have someone totally enamoured in me, thinking about me constantly, and just someone for whom cuddling with me made her feel happy and safe. for me to be that person that someone could look to for comfort and love. dont you realize how badly i want that and how wonderful it would be to find? Yes I suppose that i could be making it all up to give myself a few moments in which i believed the illusion... but is it not easy for you to see that it's also entirely possible that such a thing could happen to me?

and, to be honest, if i were going to make something up it wold be all happiness and butterflies, not a situation in which i lost the only friends i had left, and especialy not one where i made someone so miserable.
 
Life's too short. Get the max out of it and stop thinking so much.
If you want to bone here, go for it. You know your friend would've done the same.
 
John Reynolds said:
Back in late '88 I'd fooled around with this girl who was half Japanese, half American. Cute as a button, but as I got to know her better it became rather obvious she wasn't quite hinged right. So I tried distancing myself from her, gently at first, but she didn't take the hint too well. She started following me from work to wherever I was going; one night after work I went to a friend's house to watch a movie he'd rented and she sat in her car in front of his house (it was winter too) the entire time. My friend asked if I was going outside to talk to her and I said no, knowing that the direct contact, however negative, was exactly what she wanted. I went out on a date with a different girl and after we'd been at the restaurant for awhile I looked over and there was this girl at another table watching us. Even almost two year laters when my girlfriend (future wife) and I moved into an apartment, that very day we saw her drive through the apartment complex. How she'd learned where I'd moved to that very day is a complete mystery to me. She was definitely my non-fatal attraction.

I just chalk it up to my amazing prowess in bed. Poor thing knew she'd never have sex like that again and was desperate facing the alternatives. :devilish:


John.. just admit it was a man. I know better.
 
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