“I was out with a friend of mine, who ran into her dad...and his OTHER family.”

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"I tried to bring it up politely, but she blew up. We didn't talk for months.

One day, my husband came home from work and said he heard our friend's marriage was ending. I was curious, so I sent her a supportive email thinly disguising my curiosity.

She called the next day. We talked. It took her a while, but she eventually admitted to infidelity. She started apologizing to me for betraying our friendship by sleeping with the man I loved.

I hung up in fury, drove straight to my husband's workplace, and accused him. He was astonished. Then he was pissed and tried to deny it. Together, we crossed the job site and started in on the poor husband of this woman.

The man was horrified that his wife had told me what had happened. I screamed at my husband and started to run away in hysterics. The foreman stopped me because he didn't understand why I was angry at my husband....after all, my husband didn't introduce his wife to my old fiancé!

Yep, she had become so obsessed with me that she tracked down my ex-fiance and seduced him. And she thought I would give a single fuck about it.

Now I hear she is on drugs, living in the high desert with a different guy that I also went to high school with."

We then planned on meeting up for some wine and a stroll through the park. She called first to make sure I was normal, and we talked for a little while, again getting into the topic of family. I mentioned my siblings, and once I said the ages and my sister's disability, she asked whether my older sibling's name was [insert fake name here], and she started screaming, 'Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, I am your Aunty!!!'

I do have to say it is the strangest sensation when a potential date says this. Probably something that few will ever get."

"My ex thought we made a nice couple, stopped hating me, and we became friends. I ended up breaking up with him, but I like this story because if people find out I'm bisexual (which no one ever guesses) and ask me how I came out, I get to tell this gem of a story."

"He didn't; she saw him kiss the other woman, and a kid yelled, 'Daddy,' while grabbing his leg. My friend yelled her father's name. He walked over and said, 'We will discuss this later.' He seemingly couldn't have cared less. It was a sobering moment of reality to say the least."

"Me and the BF split (obviously!) and now she, my ex, and their kid live with his uncle in a trailer park in Bumfuck, TX. Second PLOT TWIST: After we split, I was depressed, went on a drinking binge, met the lead singer of my all-time favorite band at a show, we hit it off, I quit drinking, and now I am happily married to a guy I've had a crush on for 10 years. HA!"

"The mom had stopped seeing him when she found out all he did was lie and couldn't support her, let alone himself. When that ended, he started dating her daughter.

What weirded me out was that the daughter knew that her boyfriend had been banging her mom right before he started dating her."

They had been having an affair, ran off together, and ended up overdosing on drugs...just weeks before Andre was supposed to come meet Kay in person for the first time.

In their shared grief, Kay and Jen started a relationship.

Wow, quite the fucking story! In fact, I decided it sounded fishy and started doing some digging. I found the picture of 'Andre' that he sent her in a random Google search. I looked for any stories of this torrid love affair gone awry in a hotel drug binge: nada. 

So I said to Kay, 'Have you ever thought that maybe Andre doesn't exist?'

We got into Andre's old email account using Jen's password (yes, they shared passwords because Jen didn't trust Kay). Kay lost her shit after realizing Jen had created Andre and the whole story, complete with fake pictures, and PAYING A MALE COUSIN OF HERS to have phone conversations with Kay, getting nude pictures, etc. During the "Andre" relationship, Kay's mother died unexpectedly, and 'Andre' paid for all of Kay's expenses for her to make it home for the services, etc.

And it was Jen the whole time. This was a LONGGGGGG con, too. Over a year of this shit.

So Kay emailed Jen from the grave of dead Andre's account and forced her to confess. Jen threatened to kill herself, so Kay called the police, who took her to the hospital. Kay got a restraining order, and they never saw each other again.

BONUS DETAIL: Jen even had someone (it may have been Jen herself) call Kay pretending to be Andre's aunt to tell her how sorry she was that he had died and that he loved her, etc.

"Tom was a widower. His daughter had died in a car accident in Costa Rica in the 70s or early 80s. His wife died of cancer some years later. Tom's apartment was covered in photos of his daughter. The dated feel of the portraits, frozen in the 1970s, the quiet apartment, and Tom's outward sanguinity were all horribly tragic.

After the Iraq invasion, Tom left the Air Marshal program and worked on Condoleeza Rice's staff as a national security aide.

I was mobilized in 2004, and my father died shortly before I deployed to Iraq. I went to New Orleans on emergency leave to scatter his ashes in the Gulf. Tom wore his full dress uniform. Later, he took my sister and me to an expensive dinner and told us he was always there for us.

I fell out of touch with Tom after deploying and coming home. When Katrina hit, I called my sister-in-law Maggie to see if everyone was okay. I asked about Tom, and she said, 'Oh my God, you didn't hear about Tom?' I tensed up and said, 'No, what happened?'

Maggie's neighborhood was underwater, and she, my brother, and her kids went to a friend's house on high ground. Tom's older sister was there. She and Maggie knew each other by name but had not met. Maggie asked after Tom. His sister was worried, as she hadn't heard from him since the storm. Maggie said, 'Well, I wouldn't worry. I bet the government has a list of VIPs to check on, and Tom is surely on it.'

Tom's sister said, 'Maggie, I don't know what Tom has told you, but...'

Not a general. Not a Ranger. No Air Marshal program. No Condoleeza Rice, no Colin Powell, no nothing. Tom was, in fact, a penny-ante lawyer. What was true was that Tom's sister's deceased husband was a Korean War vet. Tom grew up admiring everything about his brother-in-law. At some point, Tom's dreary, real-life lawyer job faded from his reality, and his fantasies replaced it. The truly sick and disturbing thing was that his daughter and ex-wife were very much alive; they'd just written him off when his detachment became too much. So he killed them off in his narrative. Still, his daughter had the heart to take him in after Katrina destroyed the apartment building, we later found out.

I'm just glad my father passed away not knowing the truth. He would have been bereft and possibly would have beaten the shit out of him."

"Turns out my grampa misheard the phone call. We figure someone else died, but we still don't know who. John's probably been wondering why no one invites him for Christmas anymore, or visits, or calls."

"All those years, I had laughed at the people who said I looked like my brothers and my mom, but the joke was on me. When I think about the sacrifices my two moms have made for my sister and me, it blows my mind."

"I'm pretty sure my grandfather was also involved with MI6. He was a colonel in the British Army, did a lot of work for the 'foreign office', and was a special advisor to Margaret Thatcher on Northern Ireland in the '80s."

I then discovered that he had been married when he was eighteen to a stripper from Vegas named Lorelei. They had been married for about a year before he realized she was a shopaholic, shoplifter, coke-dealer, heroin user, and was abusing their daughter. He got the fuck out and gave the child to his parents to raise because he was nineteen years old.

My dad moved to Michigan to straighten out his life. He met my mom. They got married and had my brother and me. Andrea was still in Arizona, and Lorelei was in God-Knows-Where. My dad was ashamed of what he had done, and we were not close to his family. I have never met my grandparents on his side, nor anyone else in my extended family. We lived far away and could never afford to travel there. Three years ago, my Grandma on his side of the family died, and he flew out there for her funeral. Andrea was there and tried to get my dad to live with her because she is in a shit position in her life (basically the same as Lorelei). We have found out that Lorelei is actually alive. I personally do not plan to contact her, but I want to contact Andrea."

"He told me that he even asked my mother for permission to ask me out, and she said no, so he never ended up doing it (my mom never told me about this, at all). My mind was blown. My entire childhood of pining after this guy — my first ever crush — felt like a lie. At this point, I'd long since put aside the feelings I had for him and kinda gotten over the crush, but I still felt a lot of residual nostalgia from being 15 and craving dick for the first time in my life. He was still into me, and I was debating whether I wanted to start something with him or not, mostly so I wouldn't have to live with the what-if of it all, tossing the idea around while we kept in touch.

Then, suddenly, he stopped messaging me. I was confused because our talk had been going well, and I didn't think I'd done anything to make him ghost me. I messaged a mutual friend of ours and asked if she knew what was up, and she told me the guy was arrested for beating a dude who owed him money to death.

He's in prison right now serving a life sentence. I never got that dick. The end."

"Yes, we broke up shortly afterward. That girl ended up being one of my best friends. We are friends to this day."

"She showed him someone else's ultrasounds, they talked about what they would name their baby, how they'd handle taking care of it, all that shit.

I don't know what she thought was gonna happen when nine months passed and no baby. I guess it's good she came clean, though. A more diabolical person would have faked a miscarriage or something. But that was seriously messed up. Shortly after the dude left, so I don't really know how he handled it."

"I'm 32 now, so it's an issue long resolved. I finally met my biological father about seven years ago. I haven't heard from the step-father since I turned 18, when he mailed me every picture of me that he had in his house. 'Daddy issues' doesn't even begin to cover it."

Lucky for me, my biological mother called her mom, and I was not thrown in the trash. My dad (grandfather) had been at work while all this went down, so that day, he came home and found out there was an extra person there for the indefinite future. After my biological father changed his plan to put me in foster care, my grandparents filed for custody because the thought of not knowing where I was was literally nightmare-inducing.

My biological dad popped up a couple of times when I was older, and the last time we were in contact, which was through email, he tried to claim that I had been kidnapped, which is dumb for so many reasons. We don't talk anymore, because he's the human equivalent of stepping on a Lego, and I already have a dad."

"She divorced Mike and married John the next day. (The divorce took some time, but as soon as the divorce was finalized, she and John went straight to the courthouse and had a civil wedding.) Mike and John are not friends anymore."

"I can't remember what finally flipped in my head, but I reached out to my dad via email one day when I was 14. We got to talking, and I realized my dad wasn't all that awful. We talked more and more, and we built a new relationship.

One day I was over at his house and we were having a semi-serious discussion about the divorce and why he left. I told him that, growing up, my mom kept telling us that she gave him the option of either 'get help or get out.' The look of pure hurt and shock on my dad's face is something I'll never forget.

It turns out my mom actually went and got a court order to remove him from his own house (his name on the documents). She lied to a judge, claiming he was abusive, had him removed from the house, and then promptly declared bankruptcy on all their shared assets, screwing my dad over financially for about 10 years after that."

"Her plan backfired because I thought she was ugly inside and out, and as soon as I broke things off with my girlfriend, I wanted nothing to do with her. Between her plan failing and the guilt of ruining an otherwise great relationship, she decided to keep her mouth shut at the time. I don't know if she told her best friend, but I know that I never will."

"His affair partner was arrested and sentenced to 25 years for being an accessory. No one knows why he killed, or why he was shot dead at work. The police don't know whether or not the killer knew of his crimes. 

In 2022, the affair partner, as part of the plea agreement, led investigators to a remote wooded area where they found several bodies. The man had taken advantage of vulnerable women, killed them, and collected benefits on them. Some of these women were believed to have been dead for almost a decade, but they were so isolated that no one ever reported them missing. Additionally, the affair partner told investigators she helped bury bodies beneath the basement concrete in a house about 20 years prior, but could not recall where the house was or who it belonged to. That's even more unsettling."

"I hadn’t eaten yet and was starving, so we ordered a sandwich and tried to pretend it wasn’t weird.

When the date ended, I called my mom immediately and told her coyly about the date I had.

Me: 'I just went on this date with this great girl. We had so much in common, blah blah blah, I don’t know if we’ll see each other again, though.'

Me: 'You and Dad went to her first wedding!'

I couldn’t have made a story up this good if I tried."