Love Gone Wrong: The Most Insane Crazy Ex Stories You’ll Ever Hear

26. Ways to Die

The day I broke up with my ex… I got into my car and began the 35-minute drive home from her apartment. She started sending me pictures. the first one of a bunch of prescription bottles. The next, an adraw full of knives (not a cutlery drawer in a kitchen… a dresser drawer filled with pocket knives and steak knives and other ‘sharp objects’). The next picture was an Instagram-worthy shot that she HAD SOMEONE ELSE TAKE of her laying on train tracks.

She must have sent me 25-30 photos of various ways she could ‘end it all’ — This wasn’t the first time I attempted to break up with her and she had done similar things in the past, so I didn’t respond to her photos. I did send her dad a text and tell him what was going on, because if she did do something… I’d feel terrible if I ignored it.

I later found out that she swallowed 3 bottles of prescription medicine and attempted to steal her dad’s car. Luckily, he was there waiting when she arrived. She was hospitalized and we still haven’t talked since that day.

27. She Took Action

I dated a girl for a while who in retrospect was probably only dating me for my car, but that’s high school. Anyway, she broke up with me because I “kissed like her brother” Not “kissing me is like kissing a brother.” Apparently, our techniques are exactly the same and it weirded her out.

She then proceeded to date every one of my friends that would say yes until she figured out that I wasn’t jealous. She sprays painted “I love you her name” on her parent’s van and tried to blame it on me, which fortunately I had an airtight alibi so nobody believed her.

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28. Together in Crime

I broke up with my ex and then a few years later married another gal. Found out that my ex(who by then was also married) had her husband driving her up to where I worked and was stalking me…with her husband’s help!

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29. Her Name Was Mary

Very well. My ex came home one day and told me that all of the Catholics in the neighborhood wanted her to bear the Christ child for the second coming. Because her name was Mary.

She became very interested in changing her name. She also became fiercely critical of me for the interference: Apparently, my astral body was popping out of me at night and giving her all kinds of invasive h*ll.  The stories I could tell you.

30. Gaining an Advantage

First off, I’m diabetic. I had a girlfriend in high school who was upset at me at the time because I was in a play, SHE wanted me to audition for. With no theater experience, I got a big part and she got nothing. She wanted me to quit, but I didn’t. Fast forward to right before the first show. She apologized, offered to buy me an in-n-out meal and then I drove her home. After finishing eating in my car outside her house she grabbed my diabetes equipment ran into her house and locked the door. She screamed; you can’t go now I won’t give it back until you promise to not do the play. I went to the play anyway, feeling like the black guy from Con-air. Luckily her best friend was the stage manager and she convinced her to give it back before I had to go to the hospital.

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