Men who have gotten revenge, how did it feel at the time and now reflecting back?
Men who have gotten revenge, how did it feel at the time and now reflecting back?
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Men who have gotten revenge, how did it feel at the time and now reflecting back?
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I’m content with my choices.
It’s very hard for a man to get revenge on a girl these days. They can literally do everything wrong and still win the grand prize in the end.
Grasping a hot coal with the intention of throwing it at someone will just leave you with a burned hand.
Many years ago I was severely fucked over by a woman who cheated on me and destroyed my heart.
It took 4 years to get through the pain, and another few to start trusting again.
Today I am healthier, stronger, more successful, and have a better set of friends than I have ever had. And none of the stuff she did remotely phases me.
The best revenge is to let go and focus on yourself. Anything other than that is an acceptance that you’re still being controlled by someone else. Rise above.
I didn’t succeed in getting revenge, I think. I was trying to do so in indirect, passive agressive ways. But my attempts felt good in a dark sort of way in the moment and felt crushing guilt afterwards. This was when I was 14 and my classmates were bullying me.
Eventually, I got tired of revenge and guilt and just snapped at my bullies one day. Direct confrontional fight that I don’t care if I might get fucked, you definitely are getting fucked today type anger. I have very rarely felt that much rage again.
The bullying stopped and I became a loner for a few weeks after that until the year ended. Then changed schools and never looked back.
My school mates later told me in uni that I had a terrible reputation after I snapped which is why no one bullied me after that. They had never seen anyone get that angry.
Sweet and sour:
Good: You made her ‘pay’
Bad: I reckon it is better to remove them from your life and focus on your life and what makes you happy.
So, IMHO: Take your “revenge” if you want and takes a few minutes, but don’t go overboard and focus on that.
Given the fact that I had to do nothing but to continue my way forward while they didn’t, it gave me a chuckle and some brief schadenfreude, but ultimately I’m not sure whether that really can qualify as “revenge” and I am not interested or ego invested enough in their lives anymore to really care for their failure. I just did my best and moved on. They did so too or didnt with worse results – sucks for them. But life wouldn’t be any different if they did well for themselves.
Times would have been easier for me back then without the animosity that was created, but oh well.
Well it wasnt a woman but a dude who had crossed me pretty badly. In fact, I ve taken the time and effort for proper revenge on 3 occasions in my life, but none of them were against women so I am not sure this counts for this thread.
Felt good, still feels good. Had to come to terms with the reality that vengeance is my favorite sin.
Does going silent and grinding away only for her to come testing the waters years later count?
Well, if by revenge you mean not taking her back when she was completely sure I would kiss the floor she walks on, then I can tell you, it felt great.
Sometimes, I regret it. Sometimes, I don’t. It mainly depends on if it was in the moment or planned out over some time period.
I live(d) my best life? Revenge comes from a dark place, best to forget.
Now schadenfreude, that’s different. Watching cheating ex make a dumpster fire of their lives gives you a sense of relief mixed with schadenfreude.
Depends on the revenge. For me, success is the best revenge and I have done it many times, proving someone so wrong, its beautiful.
Last girl, wasn’t happy that I didn’t finish school, she graduated as a pharmacist and works at a hospital, and at the time I was a Video Game Tester, the money wasn’t anywhere near great, especially after Covid and the inflation that happened here in Poland. She kept pushing me to do school (High-School), but I do not really like the idea honestly, or more, I don’t like being said what to do.
Well, 3 months after we decided to split due to some other reasons as-well, I got a new job. I am in Pharma-Marketing right now, and still didn’t finish school haha! I see that as a great win for me,
She has studied for a such a long time to get into Pharmacy, meanwhile I am the one creating all the instructions and promotional materials for drugs that she reads everyday.
It felt like one of the worst losses when she left and took our daughter. Then I got clean, got a really good job and 7 years later am buying my first house. She still lives at home with her parents and is single yet again. Feels pretty fuckin great lmao
No regrets. It felt good.
Revenge is petty and immature
At the time, I felt that I didn’t inflict enough damage. Thinking back, I still feel the same.
Best feeling. Still. No regrets. Fuck them
Fucking fantastic, no regrets. I think there’s different types of revenge, but if its all consuming bitterness filled revenge, then that’s no good. Dusting some prick for doing you wrong and giving it no other thought than what occurred in the moment is amazing and deeply satisfying.
When I got revenge I didn’t feel good about myself. When I let things be even if it was unjustly, yeah it hurt but I learned to push on.
I’m not someone who seeks revenge. But there’s one particular woman I truly despise—my ex-girlfriend, whom I was with for five years. She brought a child into my life, a boy I loved like my own. While I was away on a trip with him (she said she had to work), she cheated on me.
Afterward, she completely cut me out of his life. She told me I wasn’t good for him, saying all sorts of things to justify it. One day, when he was eight, he showed up at my door, saying he missed me. He also told me that she’d been saying things about me that simply weren’t true, just to make herself look better for leaving.
I’ll never forget the moment I called her while he was crying and begging in the background, saying he didn’t want to be with her and wanted to stay with me. That phone call felt like my personal moment of justice. I still remember it vividly. I haven’t seen him since. Damn.
Waste of time and effort, best revenge is forgetting about it, easier said then done by someone who likes to stew, like me 😝
There are different kinds of revenge. A very low level manager at work bent the rules in all kinds of ways to do favors for himself and friends, at the expense of everyone else. He gave them all the available overtime and shut out everyone else in the department. I told him that he couldn’t do it and that I expect an equitable share of the available overtime. He scoffed and said, “too bad”, claiming that he and his friends deserve it because they’re the most senior. That’s not how it works at my employer. I went to the union. They escalated to the HR. They got me a meeting with his boss, who had his back and said there’s nothing he could do because seniority. I asked if he thought the VP of HR would agree. He panicked and shouted, “you talked to the VP?” I hadn’t, but asked if he was ordering me to not talk to HR. He backed down like a bitch, played it straight, his subordinate came to my office and said I ruined our good deal (hah!). Long story short, the union was so impressed I got things sorted out that I became a high ranking officer. Low manager had to come to me a couple years later to get his pay sorted. I just took a deep breath, quietly enjoyed the irony, and got him the money he was due.
I got my revenge by living my life.
Don’t know if you could call it revenge , but I got the blame of breaking a work mates thermos flask , and he went on and on and ON about me replacing it .
So I did, he is a hearts fan so I bought the biggest green thermos flask ( his bitter rivals hib’s play in green) I could afford and before giving him it I rubbed my bell end all over the rim of the flask over the stopper and inside both the cups .
Oh the glee I had any time I saw him drink from the flask and cups , only I know (and this reddit thread) that I done this .
It FELT GREAT 👍
I didn’t have to do anything, universe got them in the end.
At least I’ve study has been done on that topic. It concluded that revenge does not make you feel better afterwards, rather the opposite.
I used to be a very real-life vengeful person. Talk horrible shit to people, male or female, who’ve gone out of their way to fuck me over. I don’t give grief to women who fucked me around in bad relationships but if they hurt me enough then I’ll have no further contact with them ever again. About 15 years ago after a small group of former friends decided to spread ugly false shit about me I let them all know that I was out to destroy their lives. Not physically but do what I could to harm their names as they’d done mine. I could’ve too. They called the cops on me. I was warned to not harass them again or else. I haven’t. But I did run into a douche tangentially related to the matter who was running his mouth and spreading the same old bullshit and had just enough drinks in me to break his nose and call his gf who assisted him in the bullshit an “ugly man faced cunt” and I don’t often use that word. Now though, I leave things be. If someone starts past shit with me I tell them I’m ready to go any time they are and they always go silent. Good. I’m older, had my old dui and pi charges expunged, and I do not want any more drama now. I avoid it. Some of those people have died or had awful things to them since then and I’m happy about that. That’s enough for me as I’ve let go for the most part but I love it when they hurt. Or die due to their own shitty life choices. But I do fuck over assholes at work with union actions and HR complaints when warranted.
No one has tried to do me wrong directly, but I get “revenge” every day by living the best life I can and minding my own beeswax.
FYI when you’re in the right, it’s not revenge. It’s justice.
My ex-wife was or still is a very toxic narcissist. So the one thing they can’t do without is attention via manipulation. They don’t care about “you” they care about how they control you.
So my best revenge was the day I walked out. First, she thought it would never happen. When it did, she tried gaslighting. But I stonewalled her with short monotone responses. She was expecting to get yet another reaction out of me, but that didn’t happen. I communicated only if I absolutely had to respond to her. Once I was no longer required to respond, I completely cut her out of my life. I blocked her on all social media platforms, blocked her number, and changed the locks on the door. Any attempt she made to contact me failed.
She went into a spiral and started circling the wagons by contacting my friends and family, in some cases, showing up to their work places. I knew she would run her mouth and spin her yarn. I let her have her way and stood in my silence. She went over the edge, never trying to reconcile, just wanting her control over me back. I didn’t cave this time. She lost it. My revenge was essentially never saying a word and letting her self-induced narcissistic spiral blow herself up. When the dust settled, she lost some of her own friends. One kicked her out of her wedding party because she saw her toxic mission to destroy me for leaving her. She was disgusted by her behavior.
Do I know or even care what she’s up to now? Not for a second. She’ll die alone and single. She’s a mean bitch.
Felt great.
I’ve never sought revenge for another human for the course of life. When Im done wrong for these reasons, I walk away. No words, no arguments, I simply vanish. I drop and block all contact. Just had to do that.
Yet when the foul deed was deliberate. I will raze everything you’ve ever touched to the ground.
That old Zen saying comes to mind. Let go……or be dragged.
I wouldn’t say revenge, but just living your best life and having them figure out they fucked up? Feels pretty good. Not in a “fuck you” kind of way, it’s just external validation.
Why do all the comments assume it’s revenge in an ex?
Felt great. She didn’t invite my wife to her wedding while pretended to be best friends. Expected an invite to our wedding. Got kicked in the can immediately when she said she expected an invite and begged the wife to make me understand. Now she keeps her distance and only recently just quietly sent a cupcake to celebrate her daughter’s birth.
Felt great. She didn’t invite my wife to her wedding while pretended to be best friends. Expected an invite to our wedding. Got kicked in the can immediately when she said she expected an invite and begged the wife to make me understand. Now she keeps her distance and only recently just quietly sent a cupcake to celebrate her daughter’s birth.
I won, but had my victory snatched away by an outside party who decided to splash some drama into the situation when it didn’t involve them in even the slightest bit.
Ruined everything, so I’m not sure it counts.
Revenge is best served cold. That being said, I’ve never gotten revenge on a woman. Never felt that need. But other men? Motherfuckin satisfaction x100000
I let him fuck himself. He was a work place bully and morally bankrupt. It eventually came to light and he was fired from his supervisor position. I now hold a position above what he had and am a company darling. Cleaning the problems he created took some time, but that’s done as well.
I was dealing with a bunch of racist assholes. My revenge was practical. Take away a basic comfort and watch them consequently lose their collective shit. When they realised that I could control something they needed..it was fucking glorious. Revenge is a dish best served cold….especially when you need heat…😈
Better than sex 💪🏾
men, how did it feel to get revenge?
90% of the people answering didn’t get any revenge and proceed to say it’s wrong… stop letting people walk all over you. They messed with you, they’d probably mess with you again because you didn’t do anything about it
It a;lways feels good the second it happens, and that feeling dissipates as time goes by…it never lasts…
Didn’t feel like revenge. Just a very painful victory and a lot of pity honestly..
What happened? My ex wife left me and the children for her “lover” a dude from her past.
Fast forward two years later, my current partner is not only a complete and total “upgrade”, she’s just a better fit for me overall.
The ex wife pops by our place every week to pick up the kids and spend time with em. She has grown to be quite close to my partner, she shares her life troubles (still the same issues, no growth, no introspection), my current partner being the mature, stable person that she is gives her advice on how to move on.
She’s still stuck in the past, forever reminiscing the time when she was once my wife, and had my full attention and love.
She no longer has either, and man, she has spiralled hard. Revenge no longer feels necessary. I won convincingly, crushed it even. It’s not even a joke how my life has significantly improved since she left.
My partner is privileged beyond imaginable belief and she’s humble, caring and affectionate towards me and my kids. So yeah, what else could a man dream of after a bitter divorce from a betrayal?
Sometimes I catch myself being internally “mad” at my ex for making me prove myself.. the feeling is like, “you tested me in this manner and now I’ve gone and done and built something so significant, you can’t ignore it”..
Ultimate rub in my exes face that’s for sure.
Ehhhh I don’t care to have my revenge, I’m more focused on me and obtaining my goals. I wanted to grow and make positive changes to my life, she wanted to regress and believe that being a single mother was going to solve her inner emotional turmoil (a child being the only one who would love her unconditionally, a point which I heavily disagreed with, and told her it was abusive if nothing else). So now that I’m single, I’m happy, doing things for myself again, and currently she is a few weeks pregnant by someone else 🤷♂️
A long time ago, a woman I had been in a relationship with did some truly vile and terrible things to me.
In the aftermath, I had several people offer to help me get revenge in many ways, mostly illegal. But for reasons I don’t understand, I declined, and took the high road.
Initially I struggled, and while I did she seemed to be so happy, was living the life she wanted and dreamed of. As the years went by, her fake dream life collapsed and she lives in a nightmare of her own crafting. Bitter, angry, and no way out.
I built my own life. Certainly not a fairy tale. But pretty good. And while I have my ups and downs like anyone else, I feel very satisfied with my life, accomplishments, goals, and future. All built from the ground up with good old fashioned work.
She is languishing along with a stunted career, still living in the old crappy house she got for free, with an estranged husband, and two kids she will have to care for until she dies. She will never know success or freedom.
At a young age my swim club ditched me because I wasn’t good enough. Proceeded to swim in another club where I not only made way better friends but they actually saw potential in me. But obviously since every club hosts competitions I eventually swim also against my old club
It feels good showing them how much one can acchieve when someone else believes they can do it, it feels good swimming away from someone that I had a lot of trouble even keeping up with in my younger years, it feels good when I win some events in their own pool
I have never set a plan to get revenge.
However, fate, karma, whatever has given me revenge many many times. Now here is what is really weird, I didn’t care. Got no sense of “got you” or whatever. Just saw it as sad people getting what naturally comes to them.
Just a two examples:
Neighbor across street moves in, my wife and I bring welcome neighborhood gift (like we always do), offered support if they ever needed help. Dude hands the gift back, basket with bread, wine and assortment of purchased treats. Fine, maybe he is an alcoholic or gluten free,all good. It adds a sneer and says “ We won’t be needing anything from you”. Follow this up with two years of steadfastly ignoring all waves (Midwest, it is obligatory even to people who hate you) and pointedly ignoring us. The revenge, he applies for a middle management job at the company I own, not realizing I do. Admin asks me to stop into the interview and say hi, as it is a project management job that interacts with everyone. The shock on his face when I stepped in made me sad for him. I said hi, shook his hand…he says, hey aren’t you my neighbor, who which I say yes with a smile. I did not interfere, but he did not get the job. A few weeks later coming home I saw him across the street. You guessed it, still no wave or acknowledgement.
middle school was brutal for me. Bussed from my neighborhood to a 85% black school filled with violence and sadness. Was bullied constantly (uber skinny, white dude with a big mouth, stubborn as hell and no back down). While many joined there were about 8 ring leaders. In the course of my life each of the 8 were presented to me in some way where I had power over them. Janitor, juror, employee, in course of duties. I always ignore our history and did my responsibilities (was dismissed from jury). But there was a moment of recognition from each of them. And all were in some sad circumstance. There was no joy, just seeing the results of evil choices. Brought me no joy to be elevated over my bullies and have them presented as failures.
I have dozens of more stories like this. Somebody treats me bad to some degree, then find them in a situation where I have some control over them. It is strange.
I always tried to be respectful and kind, neither give them an edge or take them down. Let the chips fall where they will.
Seemed like a personal test for me sometimes
Someone hurt my career and I was then given the opportunity to hurt her career. (Not a romantic partner.) It felt wonderful at the time and is a warm fuzzy memory that I enjoy reliving today. People that think revenge isn’t sweet certainly live in a different headspace than me.
At the time, it felt amazing. Looking back, I still smile about it
I don’t know if I would count it as “revenge” but an ex dumped me because I guess he grass looked greener on the other side of the fence and within a week her roommate, who I really didn’t know all that well except through passing, came over and confessed her feelings for me. And they weren’t “I’m head over heels in love with you” but more “I think you’re hotter than hell, let’s smash” and….yeah, we did. Then I realized that there were other girls I was acquainted with who were just waiting for us to break up so they could make there moves.
Not sure if “screwing half-a-dozen chicks after my ex dumped me” counts as revenge but my brother and friends insisted it was so….. Anyway, it was a rollercoaster for sure but it was so damn long ago I don’t really have much memory of the feelings.
My success is my revenge. When someone crosses you, you build yourself into something that they cant cross again. Chasing them down will just get you lost.
This one’s kinda mild, so it being revenge is debatable.
There was a popular kid in my middle school who wouldn’t stop siccing his friends on me. Looking back, I’d say it was partially on account of my race but also because I was a nerdy kid. One day I was in a shitty mood and he thought it would be a good idea to taunt me. I finally had enough and threw him to the ground and he got in trouble for it. I still feel lowkey proud of myself for that.
In many cases being the better man isn’t as satisfying as returning the favor.
She cheated on me and now I have pending charges of criminal damage to property. Not admitting that I did it, but her entire bedroom was destroyed and spray painted. No idea who the perpetrator was
Sweet and awesome at the time. Even better in hindsight.
Revenge and schadenfreude are the two most underrated things in existence.
I was unduly judged by my wife’s family just because I was not religious as they. They all believed she was fundamentally fucking up her life and eternal salvation. It’s almost like anyone and everyone was just waiting for our marriage to fail so they would, no. 1 get rid of me and no. 2. have their confirmation bias that faith and prayers against someone actually work. My wife and I just lived our best lives. Doing our best and not wishing or wanting strife or harm on others. Over subsequent years, We steadily saw wife’s siblings, cousins, and parents lives just spiral. We were like the only stable marriage in her whole family. One BIL went to prison for white collar crime. While I like to be above being petty, the irony could not escape me when my in-laws came to me and wife about helping them financially so that would not lose their home. Yeah……that happened.
It’s best to turn the other cheek
The Crimes: When I was in the USAF (F15 avionics) we had a shift lead who, to keep things brief, was the worst. He regularly disobeyed orders from above and put the rest of us in danger. (Like actually life-threatening peril). He threw everyone else under every bus he could find. While routinely breaking the law (UCMJ) himself. Instead of punishing him, our supervision sought to remove him from the equation by promoting him away. They put him in a cushy desk job where he was out of their hair, but he still caused problems for the rest of us every chance he got.
The Setup: During my time working under his supervision I had to accomplish some training for which he was the only available person who could certify me. I spent 2 hours trying to get any of the 5 things certified, none of them got signed off. Instead, he lectured me on one specific system and scolded me for not knowing all it’s capabilities. I left the office and reread the training manual on the system and could find none of the things he talked about.
The Revenge: Fast-forward a year and I’m at a new base and I’m getting my TS clearance. I’m learning all the secret stuff about my job. When they brief me on the secret capabilities of a certain system… “I know this already.” I stated. To which the security manager reacted pretty negatively. I explained exactly what happened, I even had the exact date because of other training that had been signed off that day. For those unfamiliar, things that are TS classified are not to be told to anyone without clearance. I didn’t have such clearance when asshat was telling me about it and failing me for not knowing. And he was more than aware of that fact. BUT also, even between 2 people with that clearance, you can’t talk about it outside of special soundproof vaults. Which we were absolutely not in. These requirements aren’t just simple rules… they are law. To break them is a felony. While it is rarely enforced that way, breaking those rules is a major infraction which can easily result in losing your clearance at a minimum. So when I gave our Security manager asshat’s name, rank, duty station, position, and had names and dates for this violation. He tooknit very seriously, and not being in our normal chain he didn’t give a shit about protecting the guy’s career. So I signed a sworn affidavit and that was that.
The Punishment: A few months go by and I’ve all but forgotten about my report. When I started to hear through the grapevine what happened. (f15 MX is a small, tight knit carreer field). He lost his clearance over the infraction, which meant he couldn’t keep his cushy desk job. So he got kicked back out to do hard work, but again because he lost his clearance he couldn’t be a shift lead anymore either. He floundered a bit before they finally transferred him to a shitty office job that’s a total career killer. He put on 50-100lbs and got kicked out for fitness failures. There were even rumors he was getting divorced.
Fuck that guy. Nearly got us killed, threw around accusations that could have gotten people arrested, made every day of an already tough job into torture, literally ruined lives. I’m even convinced he played a major role in the suicide of one of our coworkers. So then and now. I hope he rots in hell and I’m glad I got to throw a monkey wrench and ruin his dream of becoming an E-9.
Why is this thread so woman focused? You can get revenge on other people besides a woman lol. What about your boss? Friends? Another guy? A dog?
My best friend of 30 years hurt me pretty good. I had fucking cruel intentions. I had ideas and plans in my head. Violence and anger. Then I realized he was a fucking bum. My friendship was the best thing he had. Best thing i could do was walk away. I let so much anger go when I let go. I drive past him raggedy ass trailer his mawmaw left him when she died every time I go to my mom’s. I give my dope ass motorcycle a few extra revs on the way by. My wife is smoking hot. My kids are cool. He’s a fucking bum that can’t pay child support. I appreciate his betrayal. Best revenge I’ve ever had.
Delicious. Don’t listen to anyone who says otherwise
After my ex-wife left me for an ex-friend, left me, Baker acted, laid off the same week, and then she lied to my therapist, I was able to get a little justice. She bailed on the yard sale, so I got the money. I kept my ex-friend off of my property during the move, and some high school kids helped her move out, then the U-Haul got REALLY stuck in the front yard, which she had to fix in order to sell the house. My personal win was being able to out negotiate her and unload my thoughts on every insecurity she had. I thought it was great in the moment, but it really meant nothing, and I didn’t remove the hate I had for her. It took 2 years for me to forgive her, for my own sake. She’s still a manipulative cunt that I hope dies in a fiery car wreck. I forgive her because she’s always been that way, and I should’ve seen it. A scorpion is going to sting regardless of what you do.
A few years ago, she wound up mailing me something my mom made me, that she found. I emailed her a cordial thank you. She tried to start up a conversation, which I notified her to never contact me again, which grates on her to not be liked. I don’t care about her or her life, I’m far better a person than ever, living a Zen life.
There is mostly one right answer here, but not for everyone. The “revenge is a dish best served cold” & “just live your best life is the best revenge” is spoken by those who have sought revenge & regretted it and those who have no concept of the destruction a significant betrayal or wrong doing can do to a person. Some people can’t just forgive & forget and the idea of not being able to heal without forgiveness has been proven wrong.
We are programmed to want / desire revenge.
IMO The best revenge is “post traumatic” growth.
Revenge made me feel like I was teaching the person a lesson in their wrong doing. In the moment it felt great! In the end it proved and changed absolutely nothing. It also prolonged my healing. This is a lesson many need to experience as there are no words that can stop the lust for justice
It felt good. But I don’t buy into the “high road” nonsense that people preach. You get me, and I’m gonna get you. Even if it takes a decade. I don’t care.
I wanted revenge on my ex for lying to me about our dead kids still being alive so that she could collect the child support and keep control over me. This was a woman whom I dedicated 11 years of my life to and made huge sacrifices for.
When CPS did an investigation and discovered the truth about my daughters, she ended up going to jail for just 6 months. When she got out, I wanted revenge and thought of many awful things that I’d do to hurt her. In the end, I decided to just sit down with her and finally get some answers.
She had recently gotten married to a guy that she had known for less than a year, including her time in jail. She was miserable because her family didn’t trust her, she hated being with her husband, and she had a felony on her record, making it hard for her to do anything without someone’s support.
I ended up filing to have the restitution she owed me commuted and gave her a hug goodbye. There’s nothing I could’ve ever done to hurt her more than she had hurt me. But I know that her ability to recover from the pain that she was enduring wasn’t as strong as mine. I didn’t get revenge, but I was able to show her forgiveness, which is what I actually needed.
When I was 15 there was this guy in my class who was this typical arrogant popular jock, dumping girlfriends as a bet, being called attractive by teachers, and insulting me just because. I have been waiting, watching…always watching for a chance to get at him. We’ll call him Egghead, because of the shape of his head resembling an egg, especially with the hairline he used to have.
One day, an organization for helping blind people showed up in our school, and do a little presentation and some games for our class, at the end of which, three people, L, K, and R were awarded a certificate for scoring 1st 2nd and 3rd place, in this respective order.
Now it just so happened that L, K, and R, were all sitting in the front row (we had our seatintg
Now, it was purely coincidental that L, K, and R were all seated in the front row (the teacher arranged our seating schedule), and so was Egghead, being R’s deskmate (we had double desks).
Later on that day, our head teacher wrote into the groupchat, congratulating the 3 certificate winners, adding:
“This is an example of why the front row is a great place, it’s where all the genii come from. But then, where is Egghead’s certificate?”
After this, a small quarrel ensued in the groupchat, which led to Egghead saying “Well, actually I came 2nd aswell, so I’m better than R”
R and the teacher then asked him, where is the certificate to prove that, to which he replied by submitting an image of his certificate for 2nd place.
This is where I come into the picture…I found the very notion of two 2nd places to be utterly absurd…and it soon dawned on me, this might be my long awaited opportunity to harm him just a little bit, as I noticed a reasonable amount of anomalies…with Egghead’s name being written in blue, compared to the rest’s green being the most subtle. Otherwise, the signature was different and the org’s official stamp was also missing.
That same evening, I let R in on what I noticed through text, which she found interesting.
Next morning, we started our day with our head teacher, and she congratulated all “4” awardees. I had an audience with the teacher and showed her what I found. Later that day she texted into the groupchat:
“But Egghead, why isn’t this the same certificate? I just noticed that the signature is different and the stamp is missing. I hope it’s not what I think it is…”
Egghead later replied: “yes teacher, I’m busted…I was able to forge the signature but couldn’t find a stamp”
No apology, regret only about not doing it well enough. I have to admit I’m impressed with how no one even suspected anything was fishy (one girl even expressed disbelief on why I’d assume he’d do something like this…seeing her 😡 emoji reaction on Egghead’s confession was a sweet aftertaste of victory), and it actually someone to be actively onto him to catch him. This was a pretty amateur document fraud. To this day I’m not sure if he found out it was me.
Felt great, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. The fact that I had the wiling assistance of someone close to my nemesis made it all the more satisfying.
Honestly? It feels great.
I grew up with parents that were schemers. They stole from me, they stole from family, they were shitty humans that are pure trash.
I was 36 and my stepmother and father drove two states away to testify against me in a custody hearing. During the hearing the judge asked me how much money I made the previous year and I told her about $660,000. She asked what I would make this year and I told her about $800,000. My Stepmother died in her seat. I watched pure anger, rage, and disgust come across her face knowing that I have the one thing they couldn’t ever get.
Similar situation with a high conflict ex. My child support was being reevaluated and we had to disclose income. She had a masters degree and makes $20 and hour. I made about $750,000 the previous year and only have a high school diploma. Fuck her.
Fast forward to now and my ex is out there in the world, most likely selling her body to some old guy so she can get her bills paid. She think a bachelor’s degree is going to make her a millionaire. She will die poor, its just who she is. Her, her kid, and her father are a trio of filth that will be stains on the world until they die. They will all die in the same poverty they are in now.
The best revenge is to live well. But when you do, make sure you shove it so far down their throat that they fucking choke on it.
This isn’t revenge, but a few years ago I found out that someone who nearly screwed up my life very badly had died. It was a very ugly death, he had cancer that spread to his spine and left him paraplegic.
Complications from surgery for that issue ended up killing him.
Learning all this left me feeling a lot less satisfied than I thought it would be.
Typical revenge story, an ex. But it wasn’t direct revenge. I had healed and moved on pretty quick. She was still bashing me to my friends any chance she got…
She ended up pregnant a few months later and the guy left her to be a single mother. Now, that sucks I know. And I felt for her. I truly did. I still do.
But, she wasn’t the best person. She did not treat me right. And I did what I needed to do as to not spiral into a total mental breakdown.
Sometimes just growing and moving on is enough. And I think that is the underlining reason she continued to judge my character and hack me down any chance she could. Not once did I ever talk down about her to anyone.
I want to take revenge so badly. But her family will die
Honestly…. great then and great now, won’t lie about it. But it was deserved and it’s not like I did anything crazy or some shit.
The only revenge I approve of is one of anarchy or resurgence against a tyrant.
Other than that, petty revenge gets you nowhere or even feels rewarding.
I had a neighbor who lived across the street from me. Two or three days a week, he would come home around lunchtime with a work van. He would just double park the van in the middle of the street with the flashers on, and no cars could get down the street. He wouldn’t move the van for an hour. Drivers would need to back out of the street if he was home. One day, I needed to go into work early for the evening shift. I knocked on his door and asked him to move the van so I could get out of my parking space. He said, sure, and closed the door. I waited about 15 minutes and knocked again. This time, he said, ” I’m eating, I’ll be out when I’m done.” I told him that I needed to get out to go into work. He looked at me and slowly closed the door in my face. I got in my car and noticed the name of the delivery company he worked for on the side of the van along with the truck number and phone number for the business. I laid on the horn until he finally came out of the house. He took his time getting into the van, gave me the finger, and drove slowly down the street. When I got into work, I called the number on the van and asked to speak to the manager. When the manager got on the phone, I told him that his delivery van #**** had just hit a lady pushing a coach and took off. He asked me where it happened. I gave him a location that was just around the corner from AH’s house. He asked me if everyone was okay. I said, “No, the baby and mother are on their way to the hospital, and I was waiting for the police to arrive to give a statement.” He asked me to give him my name and number so he could call me for more information. I just hung up and went back to work.
The next day, I heard AH yelling at his wife that he got fired for not being where he was supposed to be and getting into an accident.
When I was leaving for work he was standing at his door, looking up and down the street. I tapped my horn and gave him a wave, and slowly drove down the street. Never had any traffic problems on the block after that.
I put my sister’s life sized doll in my brother’s school bag. When he opened it his class erupted with laughter. He still doesn’t know I did it.