When you think that your partner is cheating, it’s often times hard to fathom. Your head goes in 500 different directions thinking about what went wrong, how you could have prevented it, where were all the signs you missed? But, there’s another part of you that is enraged and boiling with fury, wanting to hurt them in the worst way possible–the way you feel hurt finding out the truth. It’s hard to truly understand exactly how badly your partner feels when you’re the one cheating–because, quite frankly, you seem to not care about anyone else but yourself. One Reddit user asked a pretty deep question to the rest of the Redditors on the web: “Redditors who’ve walked in on your partner or SO cheating, how did you react in that moment?” While we expected a bunch of answers saying “I broke their nose, I cried, I set fire to the entire room,” what we got was the ultimate revenge story of all time.
It all started like any other cheating story would…
Gather round boy and girls because its time for the story of my cheating ex-wife and how I fucked her. Now bare with me as this is a bit of a long one but fuck it. So I had a feeling she was cheating as she set off a lot of red flags. Constantly laughing and smiling when texting, saying it was just her mother when I asked. Needing to stay late every night after work. When I’d call in her co-workers said she left hours ago. When I asked her what was going on she’d laugh it off and say it was just something they did to each other at the office all the time.
But, this Reddit user wanted some good fashion “proof.”
The last straw to where I knew something was definitely up was when she went out “to get milk” at 11:30 at night and didn’t come back till 2 in the morning. Now if there is any words of wisdom I can pass on to others in all my years of experience, its if you think your significant other is cheating, hire a fucking private investigator. They’re goddamn good at what they do and they will get some evidence that really helps in the later divorce.
He really waited a long time to get his revenge and his proof…
Fast track to her birthday, several months down the road. Now I know what you’re thinking, why the hell did I wait months before I confronted her and did it really need to be on her birthday? The answer to the first question is I wanted as much evidence as possible to hand off to my lawyer as well as make arrangements to find a new place to live, etc. Answer to your second question is of course it had to be on her birthday. You see after asking her what she wanted to do on her birthday this year she was rather insisted on me going out of town with my friends as she just had to work anyways and didn’t want to be reminded she was ageing.