Divorce Horror Stories....

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Dadof3bbg wrote: »

I'll tell you in about 6 months

Ditto. Lol

Friends of my brothers divorced a couple years back. When they bought their house, they had put it solely in her name because over here there was a "First Home Owners Grant" which was the government giving you $10k toward the purchase of your first place. He had owned before, so that made them ineligible as a couple, but she could get it if she bought "alone".

When it came time to split the assets, he found out that she'd gotten a second mortgage and had completely gutted the equity in the house so it was basically negative in order to feed a gambling habit. Her family was cashed up and she moved into one of her parents' investment properties rent free. He basically ended up with nothing, because he'd been pumping everything he had into the first mortgage, not knowing it was hemmoraging out the other side.

ntnunk wrote: »

Ugh. It was almost 15 years ago and it was a long, ugly, sordid story. There was my (then) wife cleaning out house and literally leaving me a kitchen table, lazy boy, stereo, and my guitars and amps. She took all the kids' bedroom furniture, then left the kids with me. They were 8 and 4 at the time. Then there was the multiple calls she made to report me to child services when the custody agreement didn't go her way. Then there was her moving to a different town and just expecting me to give her the kids, then reporting me to child services (again) and taking me to court (again) when I refused to comply (she was in violation of the custody agreement, not me). There was the phone call from her neighbour on a Tuesday afternoon when I was 3 states away for work, telling me that she was "kicking the kids out of the house, throwing their stuff out on the lawn and screaming profanity at them." She, the neighbour, had taken the kids in but didn't know what to do. The kids were 9 and 5 at the time. And the list goes on, and on, and on, and on...

Wtf

Been a divorce lawyer for 31 years... I got stories...

Not a horror story, started out as one but when we both realized that the kids where the most important thing that mattered. Then we got the in-laws and the lawyers out of the way we where able to get one lawyer and come to agreements that was fair to the both of us. We never used the kids against one another.

Ok. Reading these so far....guess I shouldn't be complaining!

Mine is more of a divorce *kitten* story. Both of us being sex fiends we did it during a mediation.break inbthe courthouse bathroom, then we returned to amicably arra.ge visitation. Few months later we realized the pending gulf war required him to re enlist in a different branch in a different capacity as a matter of surgival strategy so we parted ways for childs stability realizing he'd be in and out of his life for years.

Once that settled and i saw consistent checks from him i knew he was back for good and we reconnected and he came back in his childs life as a positive force in a stable way. We arent saints we fought a little while breaking up but right away noticed we were just young idiots and the circumstances were to blame not each other. So now we are both remarried. He's in his kids life for years, no one hates or resents anyone, and we get along fine. (We stay away from all restrooms and courthouses when in each others orbits.)

wonderfullymadebyhim wrote: »

My ex was dangerous (narcissist abuser) so I left him with a suitcase full of clothes when he went out. Stayed for a full year in hiding at my elderly grandmother's place (on a rock hard twin bed) while my ex stayed in our house but he didn't work. I got my butt to work 1 hour each way by bus since I had to leave the car there. I paid the mortgage in full every month while he lived in our beautiful house because I didn't want my credit to go bad. He tried to get money out of me because he had to repair the damages he did to my first home (tore down a wall and the ceiling caved in) but he claimed he was solely responsible for the increase in its value (when the market was going up). I remember going to the house he lived in during the divorce one time to clean it to get it ready for sale a year after I left and there was still homemade soup in a mason jar in the fridge THAT I HAD MADE A YEAR AGO with mold on it. He dragged the divorce out and I finally paid him out a lump sum so I could be rid of him forever. The only people that won were the divorce lawyers.

Thankfully, my self-esteem recovered and I now have a wonderful husband and daughter.

On the bright side...he probably will poison himself with moldy soup or something...someday soon.

I don't like to be negative. I made a HUGE mistake. It was 7 yrs ago I met him on singlesnet. He asked me after two weeks to come help him get his kids to school as their bio-mom had totally abandoned them for a life of drugs and partying. I did and was only meant to help, but having poly cystic I have not had a successful pregnancy and wanted to be a mom. I don't regret being their step in mom, because they needed me, but there were 2 adult children and 2 under age children. The third oldest boy had been a very angry and abusive child since he was 7 (long before I came along) The adult girls took after their mother drugs wise. They were narcissistic abusers. I found a report where the kids had been taken from them, but Dad swore it was from their mother. In the end the report was accurate. The mother was mentally off and the father stuck his head in the sand. Evan had been diagnosed with Defiance Disorder which sent him into rages. Things were so bad at 5 yrs I left. I still talk to the youngest as he is pretty cool kid. The rest of them need major help and refuse to get it. I got tired of being verbally and physically abused all the time.

I think I fell into that relationship, because I wanted children and because of my own childhood abuse from my mother who told me at 8 I had to be the mommy, because she couldn't anymore.

I learned to stop going for men who NEED me and go for a man who has it together and wanted me. In part it was learning to go for good men even though I wasn't sure I was worthy.

I'm happy to report I am remarried to a wonderful man who treats me with respect and love.

When dating him I was in a mall with young beauties and noticed I didn't care I felt beautiful and I have my now husband to thank for that. He and his family have taught me how real family supports and loves one another. My husband tells me they may have their issues sometimes, but when it counts they are always there for one another.

God Bless! So even though you are getting divorced make sure you look at yourself to see where you are settling and then change who you pick even if you don't feel self esteem enough to believe you deserve it. Your self esteem will grow and you will feel deserving when you get the right person in your life

Hugs,
Crissy

I should mention the physical abuse was more in the third oldest trying to hit me when he was mad, but I was thank god too fast reflex wise, however he did choke his father and brother and throw his brother down the stairs. That family would not put him into brook lane like they were told too. Now though the best thing has happened. He got a scholarship to Ohio and is there all by himself learning about life without the bad influence of his parents. The youngest is 16 now and seems to have enough common sense that he has been raising himself and I check on him he seems to be doing well. I pray for all of them. I digress though my worries fall upon God's ears and my life is much better with my current husband

UncleGorilla wrote: »

Miss_1999 wrote: »

UncleGorilla wrote: »

Tennessee. But I only practice mediation.

I'm wondering if I don't know who you are. I noticed one of my friends has a "like" on your page, which leads me to believe you might be in my "surrounding area".

On my silly UncleGorilla Facebook page? It's possible. Though there's about 28,000 likes on that page. 3000 of which are out of Houston, TX. Apparently, my stupidity is big in Texas.

*points to the the Tennessee*

Although, I'm sure you already figured that one out, and if you follow the news, you know the city of shame in which I live. Ah, the Texans love you! I wouldn't call it stupidity, just good humor.

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