Have you ever heard crazy ex-girlfriend stories from your guy friends? Or perhaps you were dating a guy only to eventually discover that he was haunted by ex-girlfriends of relationships past? Well if you've ever found yourself in such a situation, you may have also had a nagging feeling that you may or may not have been hearing the entire story, a theory which a recent r/AskReddit thread set out to prove, with startling results.
When asked to tell their version of past relationships gone bad, tons of so-called "crazy exes" answered the call and proved that things aren't always what they initially seem. Here you'll find a wide range of people who explain their behavior through a series of harrowing tales that range from addicted boyfriends to undiagnosed mental disorders to the simple fact that they wanted their sh*t back.
So whether you've ever been accused of being a crazy ex yourself and are looking for validation that you're not alone or have just wondered what goes on in the minds of women who men you've known have assured you were too much, you'll find enlightenment below. Some of these stories may not be pretty, but they're guaranteed to inform and make you reconsider who's really the "crazy" one in many situations.
"In October of last year I had a miscarriage. I cried for the first two nights and on the third one my boyfriend said it was time to start getting over it. Here I am thinking we're in the same boat and seeing him as my strength to only hear him say "Get over it".
Gawd it destroyed me. He said it was because he didn't want to face it and seeing me like that was a constant reminder but I truly lost so much respect for him after that."
"I was meeting his friends for the first time. We all went out and then came back to his house for drinks. I'm talking to his friends getting to know them and being social. He's upstairs and talking to another friend. Girl walks in and goes up stairs. I think nothing of it until his friend comes down and I'm being directed elsewhere.
I realize they're trying to distract me and of course since I'd been drinking everything was a lot bigger of a deal. I throw a fit and go and knock at the LOCKED door and might've started screaming because what else was I supposed to do when the guy you're seeing is in a locked room with a pretty girl? I'm humiliated, can't be talked down and am alone 'cause they're all his friends. Screaming, crying and the like."