#PettyRevenge #Exes #Relationships #Breakups
What is the worst petty revenge you have ever done to an ex? Well, let me tell you about a rather unconventional revenge story involving my ex-boyfriend that earned me the title of the ultimate petty ex.
## The Background Story
It all started after the birth of my first child, when my ex-boyfriend just couldn’t let go of the fact that we were never getting back together. His continuous harassment was taking a toll on me, especially when I was already dealing with a serious illness.
## The Illness Revelation
After ongoing health issues, I decided to consult a doctor who ran some blood tests. To my shock, the doctor revealed that I had a mutated form of my illness, a rare case that she had never come across before.
## Naming the Illness
As the first case of this unique illness, the doctor asked me to name it. I didn’t want it to be named after me, so I came up with a brilliant idea. Instead of naming it after myself, I requested the doctor to name the illness after my persistent ex-boyfriend who just wouldn’t leave me alone.
## The Ultimate Petty Revenge
And just like that, my ex-boyfriend now has an illness named after him, serving as a constant reminder of his toxic behavior and the consequences of not moving on. It may seem like a small revenge, but for me, it was the perfect way to give him a taste of his own medicine.
### Why Is Petty Revenge Common?
1. Closure: Some people seek petty revenge to find closure and satisfaction after a breakup or a difficult relationship.
2. Emotional Release: The act of getting back at an ex can provide a sense of emotional release and empowerment.
3. Validation: Petty revenge may be driven by the need for validation and proving a point to the ex-partner.
4. Entertainment: In some cases, petty revenge serves as a form of entertainment and a way to get back at someone who has wronged you.
### Healthy Ways to Move On
1. Focus on Yourself: Spend time focusing on self-care and personal growth to heal from the past relationship.
2. Seek Support: Surround yourself with friends and family who can provide emotional support during the healing process.
3. Practice Forgiveness: Letting go of grudges and forgiving your ex-partner can help you move on and find peace.
4. Engage in New Activities: Explore new hobbies and activities to redirect your focus and create new memories.
In conclusion, petty revenge may provide temporary satisfaction, but true healing comes from letting go of the past and focusing on your own well-being. So, instead of seeking revenge, choose to prioritize your happiness and move forward with grace and dignity. And remember, the best revenge is living well.
If you’re struggling to cope with a breakup or seeking advice on moving on from a toxic relationship, feel free to visit our website for more tips and resources on healing and self-discovery. Let go of the past, embrace the present, and look forward to a brighter future ahead.
Not really that bad, but when I moved out I left my answering machine (mid 90’s), and I changed the outgoing message to, “Hi it’s [my name] and I don’t live here anymore. If you’re looking for [her name], she’s probably out fucking somebody else again.”
Not sure if it was my worst, but an ex GF who lived out of state left a ton of clothes at my local dry cleaners, and asked that I pick them up and ship them to her, at her cost. I overstated the dry cleaning bill a touch, and used the extra funds to have the cleaner- also a tailor- to take in the waist of each dress and pair of pants by 1.5 inches. He did a great job. I saw her at a party some 24 years later near her home town, and she had lost some weight. I’d like to think I was her motivator.
Told his family the truth about the breakup…they disowned him.
I cut all the power cords to everything. Fridge, ps4, washer, dryer
Accidental petty revenge. My newly ex-boyfriend was running for student council in high school. I didn’t hate him, so I put up a campaign poster I made for him outside one of his classes. He panicked, thinking there were more posters up, and he would be in trouble if he didn’t get them all down in time. He also hated that I kept hanging out with our friends, because then he felt that he couldn’t. I didn’t care.
At the university both went to, you could drop classes on the computer or by phone without speaking to anyone. I knew all of his information.
As soon as the drop period ended (2 weeks after classes began), I dropped 3 of his required classes by phone. This was also after the refund period.
He continued to go to them all semester and received no grade. These were big classes with 100+ students, so the instructor didn’t notice. He had to retake them all to graduate, so an extra semester to pay for.
When I got the evidence of his cheating (I knew beforehand) he was sleeping. The evidence was on his cellphone that was on my mom’s account and she paid for it. One of my friends was at our house. I grabbed his phone and his VCC (debit card), and had her take me to his Granny’s. I showed his mom and granny the evidence that he had gotten the AP pregnant. The next day I ordered the water and lights to be turned off the next day (a Friday) and sent a text to warn SIL she didn’t want to stay at the house then. So he had no phone, no access to his money, and he with his shitty credit was unable to get the utilities reconnected for a week.
SIL let me know when he was going to be out and me, mom granddad my uncle and SIL, moved all my stuff out. He had previously accused me of stealing his debit card. So, I then dropped the VCC card behind the dresser. SIL let me know he found it when moving out.
This part isn’t really my revenge, just how Karma just dealt me a little extra justice, is the dipshit just stopped going to his job, the day I left his ass. He never went back. It was civil service employment, my mom got him in the door. He would’ve had a nice paying job forever (you have to really mess up to lose a civil service job.) To this day (18 years later) this man bounces around from job to job going months without a job. Then a month after the divorce was finalized his parents had forced him to marry the AP.
I saw that he was still logged into my Netflix account. When he was almost at the end of an extremely long show (multiple 22+ episode seasons), I logged out of all devices and changed the password.
Cut off a leg and an arm of every piece of clothing he owned.
Living my best life with everything she hated.
I’m still exactly the same as when we met I just refused to change.
Dunno about petty revenge but how do you tell your ex husband’s best mate of 40 years that they are about to become ex mates after I found out his daughter is sleeping with my ex. Farking disgusting, we have three daughters older than her, she grew up calling him Uncle ffs
My ex wife had my divorce papers hand delivered in a box wrapped as a Christmas present while I was at work. Needless to say that was very petty and not very nice. Btw I caught her cheating on me.
I posted on a class reunion site on his hometown’s page about his convictions for child molestation and provided a link for anyone to check for the truth themselves if they didn’t believe me.
I didn’t do it, but it was my idea. A friend broke up with her Ex and was moving out. She wanted to “get” him, but stay out of court. He had new hardwood floors that he was anal about, but they were not finished right and just slightly tacky to the touch. So we got bright purple glitter and she lined it up on the ceiling fan blades. He didn’t call her when it “hit the fan” but his horrible (adult) daughter stayed there sometimes and we think he blamed her or her friends.
Took all the towels with me when we broke up. Body towels, face towels, hand towels, rags, everything.
Not my ex but it was my idea that I wasn’t allowed to execute. My BF is going through a divorce. (He cheated and was emotionally abusive). I was helping her pack up her exes stuff to get out of her house including his massive collection of DVDs. I wanted to randomly switch disks in his collection. Not all of them and not even a lot of them but random ones in different storage boxes. She said no.
I have to be satisfied that she got me and my husband in the settlement.
I flattened his tires for a year. I threw out roofing nails at least twice a week, sometimes more. It wasn’t because I was mad we broke up but it was the lies he told that people believed. The guy who owned the shop where the tires were taken to be fixed, thanked me. He told me I kept his shop afloat for a while.
My ex-wife had a lot of problems, and lived in a different reality than most of us. She was not allergic to cats, but convinced herself she was. Also, she wanted to get a dog, even though we were terribly busy with work and kids. She said dogs don’t take up your time, they cleans themselves, but cat’s were diseased, dirty creatures who had to be bathed and walked. Just to paint the picture.
One day a stray cat showed up, and was friendly to the kids. So my ex gave it a bowl of milk. I told her she was basically adopting it by feeding it. She made the decision that it couldn’t come inside, but it couldn’t go away, so it would stay alone in the garage. I felt terrible about that.
When the divorce began and she left the house, she left a lot of clothes behind. I knew she would come get them, even though she gained a lot of weight, and these outdated clothes would never fit, but she’s a hoarder. I wanted my closet back, so I took her clothes off the hangers and put them into bins, including her wedding dress. But first I left the lid off for a month, and that became his favorite napping place, leaving plenty of hairs.
My ex was an extreme couponer and a bit obsessive about tracking credits and points. We broke up 9 years ago. Anytime I drive somewhere obscure that isn’t easy to track back to me… I use his CVS and gas points. I don’t do it often but just enough to know that a few times a year he goes into CVS thinking he has a $10 credit and it’s gone. I also only pay in cash when I do it.
I was dating this woman with a very bad temper. She spit in my face and went even more over-the-top crazy when I asked her to leave and never come back. She threw away a bunch of my stuff and made it pretty miserable to get her and her stuff out of my house over the next week. She was still dealing with the inability to smell or taste after Covid. I used her toothbrush for some pretty gross things before putting it in the box of her stuff. I’ll never know if she used it again, but I like to think that she did.
My best petty revenge against an ex was.. nothing. I was fair in the division of assets and debts (with it being slightly more favorable to me since Ex was caught cheating). I was reasonable but kept firm boundaries. I did nothing petty. I did not name-call. I did not do anything to harm the side piece.
Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to, but then it occurred to me that revenge was expected. Ex was revenge-oriented and would have caused all kinds of havoc had the roles been reversed. (We had to remain in some degree of contact due to shared pets.) It ate Ex up inside when the shoe never dropped. I felt great joy watching Ex spiral in ever-increasing paranoia. I remained pleasant but distant. (I also realized how toxic we were and felt happy and free, but I never said that to Ex.)
My final act of non-revenge revenge was to casually mention as an aside a couple of years post-split in a pet-related email that Ex might want to take me off of the bank account. I’d gotten my own account immediately after the split, but I remained an authorized user on Ex’s account with online banking access. I’ll admit I occasionally checked out expenditures, but I never touched Ex’s money. Ex freaked out! I can see Ex going over every statement to see what is taken. Still makes me chuckle.
By doing nothing, I got to be the bigger person and caused Ex a lot of anxiety and denied Ex any redemption because I acted badly too (Ex thought like that).
Slept with his dad the day he was planning to go to his house to visit so he would see me.
When I was moving out of my ex’s home, I emptied the beer fridge (it was mostly things I had paid for) and left 1 single Smirnoff Ice to ice him
I pulled the hair from my brushes and left it throughout his apartment. Some in obvious places and some in really random spots like in his old uniform pocket, under his mattress, in the holiday cookie tin, in random books on the bookshelf… etc.
He always complained about my hair being everywhere so I made sure it stayed everywhere. His neighbor ended up telling me that his new gf (the girl he cheated on me with) kept finding my hair and accused him of still hooking up with me. Not the worst thing ever but man did it make me feel so much better
I sent an anonymous email suggesting a treatment for erectile dysfunction. Specifically designed for men who “can’t get it up”.
Took a seamripper to the butt seam in his work pants. 😀
My ex-husband whinged that I wasn’t losing the weight fast enough (3 months) after the birth of our first child. It was only 20lbs and I was really trying but breastfeeding made me hungry. I was so incensed that from then on every meal I cooked for him had twice as many calories as it should. Scrambled eggs? Eggs, butter and cream. Mashed potatoes? Same. Full cream milk with extra cream added in…you get the picture. He loved my cooking but he was pretty dumb as to just why it tasted so good.. I lost the weight within six months and he put on 15lbs.
I had an ex I ad to go into hiding from because things got so bad. So he got to run the narrative told to everyone. He told everyone that I had cheated on him and gave him an STD.
In reality he had taken ecstasy and had a threesome with 2 other women and caught the STD from one of them. Luckily I figured it out the next day.
I am not one to get revenge but I won’t miss an opportunity when it shows up at my door. In this case his new girlfriend, who I think was a cool person and hope she not only got away from that uy safely but has a good life, showed up with him at my door. She came by to let me know I may have an STD she believed I gave him. Anyways my new boyfriend was literally at the hospital and he was there that day I got tested and came up clean but I also showed her the paperwork. I had made him stand outside because he wasn’t welcome in my apartment. He heard everything though and as I was walking her to the door he comes running up the stairs to scream about me cheating on him. I just smiled at him and said you should probably talk to the two girls you cheated on me with. I then went to shut the door but as I was doing so I saw the look on his girlfriends face as she looked at him. She knew I was telling the truth. She knew he was a big fat liar. If looks could kill. Fuck that guy.
I’m not sure this would count as petty. We divorced. He’d been abusive during our marriage and pressured me to not talk to anyone about it. So, when we separated and people asked why, I told them about the abusive stuff he’d done. No one, absolutely no one, wanted to be friends with him anymore. If you don’t want people to know about the stuff you’ve done that embarrasses you, don’t do it in the first place!
When my ex and I were going through an ugly court custody/child support situation, I went online to print out his arrest records for our court date the following day and saw that he had a warrant out in a neighboring county. I called them up and let them know where he would be. As soon as the judge finished with us, 4 officers approached him, put him in handcuffs and led him out of the courtroom. After years of DV and not getting justice or a fair decision in regards to my kids, that was single handedly the most satisfying moment of our entire relationship.
Granted, it’s been 12 years since then and we are both different people. He has since apologized many times for how he was to me and we have a pretty healthy coparenting relationship for the most part.
Still makes me giggle on the inside though. Sweet petty revenge.
I spent years sacrificing my happiness and professional progress to support my ex in growing her own position as her family had been abusive and didn’t let her flourish. Then, she got to a point where she apparently didn’t need me or my support anymore, so she bailed and left me with her dog and the expensive apartment we only got because we would both be paying and I couldn’t just barely afford it by myself.
She hated her maiden name. It connected her to and reminded her of her awful and useless family. So, in the divorce papers, I included a clause that said she must relinquish my last name and revert to her maiden name.
Ok, in my defense, I was like 20 and would never do anything like this now because its kind of psycho and for sure illegal but I found it funny at the time.
But I used to go into my exes house and move stuff around in really annoying and confusing but harmless ways.
Erased his Animal Crossing world.
My ex got on our Verizon account(he also worked for them) and changed my location to “State Prison.” I didn’t catch it until years later when I tried to order a pizza. It kinda explained why no one I called would pick up, and I got zero callbacks for jobs I applied for. Fuckin asshole.
Signed him up for mailers- Scientology, Jehovahs Witness, politics, weight loss, police newsletters (he hates cops to an absurd extent), advertising… His mailbox is tiny, the idea of it constantly overflowing with bullshit still brings me joy. Also superglued a dildo and a Blue Lives Matter sticker to his bumper- I know he ripped them off and took the paint along with it.
My best was I caught my ex husband having an affair. I found an empty box of viagra in his dustbin. I hope his ap is happy with floppy. 😄
Ex was pretending to be at work. I knew where his ap lived. I went past ap and lo and behold his car was there. I called him and he said” he is at his mother fixing her computer, She was having problems with it”. I told him not to lie and said I am outside his ap place and his car is there. I took my lipstick and wrote all over his car windows. Not very nice words. But hey. Lipstick was oil based and wouldn’t come off the windows easily.
There were many more but they were the main ones.
My ex brought myself and our son across the country for a vacation and then left us on the street and flew home to his girlfriend who was moving into our house.
I waited until they were happy and settled and expecting their first baby and then I went to family court and not only got full custody and child support, I got a court order requiring him to pack up the entire contents of our house, everything but his clothes and personal effects and have it shipped out to me and moved into my home. He fought it, he tried to get me to agree to a cash settlement instead so he didn’t have to do the work of packing it all up, paying for the shipping and buying himself all new stuff.
I held my ground and fought for everything. I wanted it all. Every last spoon, bed, couch, towel, sippy cup and curtain. I didn’t want his new family using our crib, sleeping in our bed, drinking coffee from my machine. I wanted to leave him with nothing but a suitcase full of clothes and $20 in the bank like he left me and our child. I only wish I could have left him homeless like he left us.
And then I sold it all. I got less than the cash settlement he was offering and it was worth it. Best part was telling him about it when he called to beg for visitation and a break on his child support so he could afford new furniture.
My friend was a sexual health nurse and was telling me once about having to take a sample from the eye of a guys penis and how painful it was. Months later my boyfriend of eight and a half years broke up with me in the car on the way home from the airport.
I later found out he was cheating on me.
I asked my friend the name of the disease that had the painful test and told him I tested positive and he needed to get himself tested.
I went to the pet supply store and bought 50 or so crickets and let them go all over the house.
When I was divorcing my ex, whenever guys would ask for my number, I’d write down my name, my ex’s number, and say – text me, I love dick pics!
My ex was a stereotypical Sicilian male (yes, I should’ve known better)…
He always bragged about what a great relationship he had with my dad and grandma (Italian immigrants)…
Payback #1: After we split, my grandma was upset (for various stupid religious and Italian family reasons), so I assured her that my ex was still available to her for all of the things he had been doing for her… so he was constantly getting calls from her to run errands, plow her driveway, mow the lawn, clean gutters, etc…
Ex: <smirking> I had dinner with your grandma last weekend. I was there mowing the lawn. SHE still sees me as a member of the family…
Me: That’s great!
Ex: <confused> It is?
Me: Absolutely… I hated mowing her lawn. Gets me off the hook.
Payback #2: My ex insisted on me paying him $1000 before he would sign the divorce papers. I had the money, so I gave it to him and got my divorce. Afterwards, he told me (with a smirk) that he and his cousins were planning a trip to see my dad (something we used to do a couple of times a year) since their relationship was still great.
My dad had complained to me that he kept calling him about doing this, and dad just kept putting him off. Dad was worried about backlash onto me if he told my ex to get lost. I told him I’d be fine and he could tell my ex whatever he wanted to get rid of him.
Last conversation with ex:
Ex: I’ve been planning a trip with cousins to visit your dad… he’s going to show us <various tourist things>… we’re just waiting until he can get time off of work.
Me: <laughing> That’s not gonna happen
Ex: You don’t think so? Watch me. Me and your dad are paisans…
Me: My dad doesn’t like people who blackmail his daughter. Where do you think that $1000 came from?
Ex: <shocked Pikachu>
Me: You do realize that my dad is the CEO and can take time off whenever he wants, right? He’s blowing you off, and you don’t even realize it.
God, it was a beautiful moment (to be clear, dad didn’t give me the money, but ex didn’t know that)… and according to dad, ex never called him again.
My ex bought my kids a PC in the late 90s, ostensibly for their school work but asked me to create work docs for his business. (I was very computer proficient and his electronics ability extended to his cash register.) We split shortly after that due to his cheating, drug use, and emotional abuse. I intended to take the PC with me since it was supposedly a gift for the kids but he said he’d bought it with his business account and would be keeping it. Before I left I deleted/erased every flyer, sign, menu, and form I created, AND uninstalled all the software. He was basically left with a big paperweight.