Unthoughtful people!

Dear ex

Please stop reading my Facebook messages when I am sat next to you in the study and making sarky comments/going off on one, when you keep minimising your screen as you clearly don't want me to see your messages. It should not be one rule for me and a completely different one for you.

Also, please stop with the comments about me taking everything from the house - I am only taking the stuff that I brought with me in the first place or have bought since I moved in. I have agreed to leave you my really nice expensive curtains, even though I could really do with them myself, and you have the old ones you could put back up. They may not match the decor but that didn't seem to bother you before I went and bought nice new ones before I moved in over 3 years ago.

Also, please stop with the comments about it being hard for you too and you having so much to sort out as well - you are not the one who has had to find somewhere else to live. If your only worries are a set of curtains for the living room, having to buy yourself a new iron and finding new book cases to store your dvds on, I'd think yourself darned lucky!

Me

Ah, rant over, that feels ever so slightly better!

Start writing FB comments like "It's rude to read over my shoulder idiot"
or " Sorry folks the FB policeman is moderating all my comments, any spelling mistakes will be because he's an illiterate ASS"
You've split up, no need to be nice to the wally!
 
Start writing FB comments like "It's rude to read over my shoulder idiot"
or " Sorry folks the FB policeman is moderating all my comments, any spelling mistakes will be because he's an illiterate ASS"
You've split up, no need to be nice to the wally!

That made me chuckle, thanks hon!

I'm trying to be as nice and civil with him as possible as at the moment I am still having to live under the same roof which, as I keep being reminded, is his roof. He still wants to be friends after this is all done with, but I'm very much doubting I can do that, will just be a constant reminder, but we'll see.
 
KittenKat said:
That made me chuckle, thanks hon!

I'm trying to be as nice and civil with him as possible as at the moment I am still having to live under the same roof which, as I keep being reminded, is his roof. He still wants to be friends after this is all done with, but I'm very much doubting I can do that, will just be a constant reminder, but we'll see.

Kittenkat. Take the curtains - or better yet - leave them, but sew some prawns in thw hem before you leave. He deserves NOTHING from you. In an ideal world you would stay friends, but its not an ideal world. You can do without his poisonous influence in your life.

On the FB thing. i'd definitely take Shirleens suggestion on board - have some fun with him whilst your still living there. Maybe enlist the help of a male friend or colleague (someone ex oh doesn't know). Get photos taken with him, and post on Fb. Childish i know, and definitely not turning the other cheek, but you know what they say about women scorned :)
 
Max&GabrielsMum said:
Dear Darling son,

Grow up and get some damn respect, you are 19 not 4, stamping your feet and throwing tantrums will NOT get you what you want. Shouting infront of your little brothers will just get you a clip round the ear, (you might be bigger than me but do NOT piss off a menstrual woman) and finally NEVER front my partner again. I love you more than you could imagine and we have been through so much together, don't ruin it.

Mum

Dear OH,

Grow up you are 34 not 19! Seriously, don't you realise how difficult it is to witness my son and my partner struggle for dominance?

Arghh

J

Sorry to post this here, it started off being a light post but reduced me to tears. Am frustrated with my eldest sons attitude, he was an only child until he was 15 and had me all to himself, (his dad was not around), then when he was 14 I met my new partner and have had 2 little ones with him in the past 5 years. Son #1 was fine and has only turned into an ass for the past year, he seems to think he is the man of the house and is challenging. Arghhhhhh he was a lovely kid, wtf went wrong :(
He isn't always like this but when he is it is impossible. Sorry what a depressing post :(

Shirleen is right. I remember my OH & his dad arguing constantly at this age - my OH would constantly push the boundaries - & now he realises he was but at the time he wouldn't listen. We moved out & their relationship has been so much better as a result.

The best option is to let them both know that neither of them is in charge - YOU are. They can then indulge in their pissing contest for 2nd in command if they want
 
I have to agree. When I split with my ex, I tried to be amicable, and pretty much left him everything I didn't immediately need. I then found out a few things about the rat, so me and my mother went round one evening when he was at work and removed every single thing that was remotely related to me in terms of purchased by me, and the like. C'mon, we even took the bath plug and the draining rack. We stopped at removing all the fuses from the appliances, couldn't reach the light bulbs, and had to convince mum not to smash the washing machine. We couldn't reach the curtains he so dearly loved as they enabled him to remain in bed till 2 in the afternoon, so he was informed to get them down, and bring them round to me. Yeah, I got a shirty message informing me he was getting it back from me, that I was pathetic, that the stuff was all "sh**e" anyway, but he never did get it back. He asked if he could buy the curtains, and was told no. The rest of the stuff went straight to a charity shop.

I also attempted the friends thing, it was short lived. He only wanted to remain friends so he had someone to talk to, someone to moan to. I didn't want or need that in my life, so I cut contact about February time, and only contact him when he is giving me money he owes me, or for the sake of our godson. I saw him last Saturday at said godsons birthday, and took great delight in the fact I looked a lot better than he did, and the fact he looked very uncomfortable, whereas I was chatting away to whoever sat next to me.

Take the curtains, or if not, stitch prawns in as suggested. You owe him nothing. And as for Facebook, I'm liking the idea of playing games with him. Or simply just ignore the entire thing, that's the route I chose. I have a Facebook page, but I hate the darn site. If I wasn't so nosy, I would delete me :D
 
I don't have anyone to rant at right this second, but I'm bookmarking this because I'm bound to soon!

((I've also literally just gone through the same with my now ex - apparently he wasnt attracted to me or didnt want me or didnt love me or something, never did get a straight answer out of him! I took all my "stuff" but left him with all the furniture to sort out. I havent got anywhere to store it and have moved back in with my mum for the time being so it was easier really, I didnt particularly want it anyway because it would just be like staring at the life i had taken from me or staring at him every time i looked at any of it.))
 
Max&GabrielsMum said:
Dear Darling son,

Grow up and get some damn respect, you are 19 not 4, stamping your feet and throwing tantrums will NOT get you what you want. Shouting infront of your little brothers will just get you a clip round the ear, (you might be bigger than me but do NOT piss off a menstrual woman) and finally NEVER front my partner again. I love you more than you could imagine and we have been through so much together, don't ruin it.

Mum

Dear OH,

Grow up you are 34 not 19! Seriously, don't you realise how difficult it is to witness my son and my partner struggle for dominance?

Arghh

J

Sorry to post this here, it started off being a light post but reduced me to tears. Am frustrated with my eldest sons attitude, he was an only child until he was 15 and had me all to himself, (his dad was not around), then when he was 14 I met my new partner and have had 2 little ones with him in the past 5 years. Son #1 was fine and has only turned into an ass for the past year, he seems to think he is the man of the house and is challenging. Arghhhhhh he was a lovely kid, wtf went wrong :(
He isn't always like this but when he is it is impossible. Sorry what a depressing post :(

Did my Son and partner move into your home overnight? This has been one of the worst things to cole with for me too,and that's with a very very placid partner,horrible xxx
 
Dear Sister-in-law

I know you mean well and that you love me very much but why oh why did you send me so many bottles of peanuts from Nigeria? :eek:you know i cant resist them, they call out to me every day and they taunt me constantly. I know that the right thing to do is to give them away but they are soooo good and you cant buy them over here (well not like you ones anyway). Pleasem Pleas dont send me anymore.... well not for a while anyway :8855:

Also

Husband, please dont ask me if i want some wine when i have put on weight you know that it is soo tempting to blow the diet and go for it and as for the chocolate cake you brought home the other day, WHO was that for YOU DONT EAT CHOCOLATE for goodness sake who is gonna eat it, the fairies? take it away, get it out of my house, Its either me or the cake. :)
 
Dear Drunken Louts

Is it completely necessary to host a concert from your car at 2am til 4am? I know it was the weekend, but honestly, it was so loud it felt like I was playing it in my own bedroom. And dancing on top of the car...seriously? There's nightclubs for that.

Dear Police Officers
I know you have a lot of work to do, especially at the weekend, but it wouldn't have taken ten minutes out of your night to pop up and send those louts on their way. Why did you wait until 4am, after I'd phoned twice?

And Dear Chubby Child
The next time you call me a fat b*tch as I'm walking by, I will grab you by the scruff of the neck and promptly drown you in the nearest puddle. Also, when I get to goal, I will grin at you, point at your middle and ask you... who's fat now?
Grrrrr 9 year olds should have more respect and manners than that!!!!
 
xMandyDx said:
Dear Drunken Louts

Is it completely necessary to host a concert from your car at 2am til 4am? I know it was the weekend, but honestly, it was so loud it felt like I was playing it in my own bedroom. And dancing on top of the car...seriously? There's nightclubs for that.

Dear Police Officers
I know you have a lot of work to do, especially at the weekend, but it wouldn't have taken ten minutes out of your night to pop up and send those louts on their way. Why did you wait until 4am, after I'd phoned twice?

And Dear Chubby Child
The next time you call me a fat b*tch as I'm walking by, I will grab you by the scruff of the neck and promptly drown you in the nearest puddle. Also, when I get to goal, I will grin at you, point at your middle and ask you... who's fat now?
Grrrrr 9 year olds should have more respect and manners than that!!!!

You must live near me. Did the drunken louts also call you the f & c words when you asked them very politely to keep it down a bit?
 
Dear parents,

BACK OFF OR ELSE!!!!!!!!

My son does not "need" a brother or sister, his life would not necessarily be better for having said brother or sister just look at your own children. I hated my brother as we were growing up (the feeling was returned in great depth) and it's not much better 30++ yrs later. When did I last speak to my brother? Oh yes, over 3 years ago. Stop bugging me about another grandchild, just be greatful for the ones you have. You do not need to know ANYTHING about my sex life or even if I have one! I thank you for the offer of extra overnight childcare so that " im not too exhausted and can REALLY enjoy my weekend with some long lies wink wink" aka an oppertunity to get on with providing another grandchild.

your exhausted, and way too old for another child

daughter x


Dear professionals

If one more of you tell me that my 3 yr old son is a preschooler and starting school next year I may just have to say some very bad words that would land said 3yr old in time out. He is MY son and I will be the one to decide whether or not he starts school next year or the year after.

Thank you very much,

A frustrated parent.
 
Dear parents,

BACK OFF OR ELSE!!!!!!!!

My son does not "need" a brother or sister, his life would not necessarily be better for having said brother or sister just look at your own children. I hated my brother as we were growing up (the feeling was returned in great depth) and it's not much better 30++ yrs later. When did I last speak to my brother? Oh yes, over 3 years ago. Stop bugging me about another grandchild, just be greatful for the ones you have. You do not need to know ANYTHING about my sex life or even if I have one! I thank you for the offer of extra overnight childcare so that " im not too exhausted and can REALLY enjoy my weekend with some long lies wink wink" aka an oppertunity to get on with providing another grandchild.

your exhausted, and way too old for another child

daughter x


Like it!
 
You must live near me. Did the drunken louts also call you the f & c words when you asked them very politely to keep it down a bit?

Oh no, I've learned my lesson where my neighbours are concerned. They don't deal with confrontation very well, so I just call the cops instead. Saves me getting assaulted and saves time going through courts. I hate where I live. I do love my home, but not where it is.
 
Dear Mum, Dad & Brother,

When I come round to see you with my OH, stop asking him awkward questions and forcing him to speak when you know he is shy, and then talk over him.
My counsellor will not make me "see sense" I live with him, we have been together five years and are very happy.
Just because he had anorexia and has had a difficult life doesn't make him a difficult person, I quite enjoy a "challenge" as you named him, and nothing you say will make me change your mind, surely he should be congratulated for getting over these problems.
Oh, and stop calling him nicknames, he is 24 and not a child, and whilst I've been with him I've been treated like a princess.

Ruth

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Mum,

Just because I don't walk everywhere and enjoy my food doesn't mean that I'm "always going to have a food problem". I would much rather be like I am now than at you are at your age, eating the same thing for breakfast and lunch everyday, and getting on at me if I have different sandwich fillings.
Also, I'd prefer it if you didn't buy me huge cream cakes when we go out for a coffee and then tut when I eat them.
Finally, stop comparing me to my stick thin cousin, she has the personality of a piece of wood. I don't want to run everyday, or swim for the county! I just want to be me!

Ruth


( Really needed that!)
 
Dear Charlie,

I love you with all my heart I really do, and would do anything for you, but please do Mummy a favour and let her have her bed to herself for one whole night! Surely having a kingsize bed to myself was going to be one of the perks of your father leaving!!!

Love you to the moon and back,

Mum mums xxx

Dear Neighbour,

My son is not even two yet, you are in your fifties. As such if he is playing musical instruments and "singing" in the afternoon (bearing in mind you do not work nights) then that is acceptable, what is not acceptable is you banging on the wall. If you have a problem be a grown up and knock on my door, it is about three foot away from your front door! Next time you knock on my wall I will be coming around to speak to you, and trust me it will not be a pleasant experience for you, have had enough **** recently, do not really need it from you when my boy is finally entertaining himself and giving me a half hours break!

Regards,

Shelley
 
Dear Size 4/6 friend,

Please stop telling me how much you have lost weight this week, pulling down the top of your tracksuit so I can see how skinny and brown you are. Also please stop demanding my help all the time, you are an adult and can do things perfectly well without me.


Dear BF,

I would really appreciate it if you didn't buy yourself Coca Cola Vanilla drinks and Indian food and proceed to eat it in front of me, it makes me want to cheat. I also don't appreciate your mess after I have spent ages cleaning and you starting a job around the house and me finishing it.

I really don't find that just stripping the bed counts as helping me to clean THE WHOLE FLAT and then moan when I ask you to help further.

I also hate it when you sneeze and don't put your hand over your mouth or play your music so loudly.

Last but not least, could you please stop asking me when I am eating, if I am "allowed" to eat it, it drives me INSANE! And you wonder why I get cross at you when I've told you a million times that it annoys me.

Finally, my tiny weight gain was not the result of eating one ice lolly!

I've come home to find the freezer full of Cornettos and when I told him off he said that they were his and I couldn't have any, like that's going to stop me!


Dear Facebook friend,

Why do you no longer speak to me now I've lost loads of weight at SW? You are also on SW too but it wasn't very nice to "like" my comment that I put on weight!
 
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I love this thread...

Dear OH's brothers gf
Please stop wearing skimpy dresses and massive heels just to come round to your OH's parents house. Your skinny, your tall and your pretty... I get the point! Just don't make me feel rubbish about myself when you know I'm trying my hardest to lose weight!!!
Oh and please stop bragging about your expensive handbags and how your new boss has promised you his £100,000 a year job when he leaves (i can smell rubbish from a mile off!!!)

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Dear OH
Please give me support when I have a bad WI rather than just shrugging it off and telling me you love me as I am, that maybe my body has found its 'natural' weight and agreeing that maybe i will have to starve myself before i loose anything.
Also please stop scoffing your face at night with things you know i cannot eat.
And please please when you decide to go through your phases of loosing weight and going to the gym, dont give me advice on fitness and diets. My whole life is a diet, if anyone should be giving advice its me!!!

Phew! I feel so much better now...
 
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Dear man sitting next to me on the train.

Its a commuter train in rush hour ffs! You don't have room to read your massive paper. Stop elbowing me in the ribs!
 
Dear Jenny's baby,

Please stay in Jenny's belly, I'm not ready to step up into her job just yet, two weeks, and you can come out, just not yet!

Love,
Me - your mummy's minion.
 
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