Spill the Tea sis.

You can not make this sh*t up and I kid you not with these stories. All events in my stories are 100% true and have happened to me. For years people have said I should write these things down because the sh*t that happens to me, is film worthy. I wont contact Hollywood just yet, not until all the pedos are gone but trust me when I say, this is film worthy!

I thought I would ease my readers in with the last decade of my life, I thought to myself “take it easy Violet, its taken you ten years to process”; but after recent events I just cant wait.

If you have read Meet Mr Clandestine you will know that I was married to a man who used me as a cover for his bisexuality. Before we go on, no I didn’t know he was bi, I was very sexually naïve, no he never told me and yes I have evidence that he had every intension with sleeping with men, crossdressers, transsexuals and transvestites. Just as a disclaimer as well, I have no issues with any ones sexual orientation and preference, but I have an issue with lying to yourself and dragging someone else down with your lie.

So, first stage of all this, I find out that he had a profile on craigs list. For those that don’t know what craigs list is, it’s a site where you can have personal adds, you know like pre tinder. On his profile, he had 16 posts over four years all advertising for men, transsexuals, crossdressers and transvestites. In every advert his johnson also grew in size, one of them was an impressive 8 inches. Major false advertising and I would be really disappointed if I was expecting 8 inches of johnson and barely got a 4.5.

So I left the house. The stupid thing is, if he had not of panicked and just spoken to me, I know he would still be in my life right now. As I’ve said before, he was my best friend and I would have done anything to protect him. However, he panicked and told anyone that would listen how his computer got hacked and I’m a psycho….

(Eye roll)

He had no idea what he had just unleashed. It felt like the whole world and they dog knew what had happened but not even one of them believed me. So I started sending out the evidence to people and the images of his johnson that he had admitted to sending to other men. I went into some FBI mode. I quickly realised that if I put his email into google it would like it up to every other site that he was a part of; These sites ranged from swingers sites to gay dating sites. Every time I had new evidence, I kept it. I then realised I could reverse search an image, Well, that confirmed the sites as he used the same image of his johnson on these sites. At one point I actually went back to the house for some alone time. My argument was it was still my house as well, really what I did was go on his xbox and look at his history to find more gay porn. He changed the locks after that which suited me just fine. It made me more angry but it fuelled me to push for the divorce.

I then heard that the question of my virginity had come into play. This was the one thing that I think I really lost my temper with. I was proud of myself for sticking to my believe of saving myself for my husband. Now I look back and think urrgghh why was I such a goodie two shoes! At the end of the day who gives a crap if you are a virgin!? It was at this point that rage set in and I threatened to expose him in every local newspaper.

After the first turbulent year, I hear that he has moved on with another woman, no you read right, another woman. This cut me to my core, we wernt even divorced yet, he never apologised for what he had done, and now he was so hell bent on being this straight guy that he got with another woman. At first I just wanted it to be me but as a mentioned previously rage had set in by this point. She was the first of a string of females in his life.

One day, while I was working, one of these females got in contact with me during my lunch break. She actually had the nerve to send me a message. You want to know what she wanted to ask…

“I just wanted to know how your sex life was like with Mr Clandestine” I am not kidding you here. After the initial explosion of rage, throwing my phone out of my site and asking my manager to not let me have it for the rest of the day I walked off, had a fag and a rant to a friend and then after work I went to a friends house and sent this female my number and told her to ring me.

At this point I did not realise that the title of ‘ex wife’ has a bit of a scary element to it. So she rang me. I was very blunt with her and told her that I understand women should stick together, but to ring me, the not even ex wife at that stage, and ask me about my sex life was over the line. She apologised and told me that he blames me for no sail in his johnson. Of course he did, I was the bad guy! Well girl obviously.

Another year goes by and im really trying to focus on myself and move past this. Looking back now it was silly of me to think I would get over such deception and psychological abuse in two years. We ended up in court over the house where he believed I should just give him the house. I would usually insert crying out with laughter emoji here but you get what I mean. The judge told him he was lucky that I wasn’t taking him to court over emotional damage and marrying me under false pretences. The judge had all my evidence and many attempts to sell the house amicably and luckily the judge told Mr Clandestine that he had wasted not only the judges time but my time by refusing to sell. So I got 95% of the value of the house (middle finger emoji)

So after all that, you think its over right? It was for a while, I never heard anything about him or saw him for a while. He moved on and got married to another woman. This did affect me a little but tried my hardest to again push through. My mental health was not in a great place and I had been self harming for a while. I was trying to stop.

Fast forward to 2020. Even though I still struggle with my mental health, I have stopped self harming and regulary go for therapy when I am triggered. This week I had a big trigger, a blast from the past, not even a blast, a giant explosion is more accurate. I have been on and off online dating for the last I would say 4 years now, in the last couple of months I met a guy who was openly bisexual. My first instinct was nope, not today and block him; but a part of me had questions that I never got the chance to ask my ex husband.

So we spoke very openly about the difference between sex with males and females, this gentleman was very kind and very open which I really apricated. He messaged me this week asking what country my family came from, I explained my heritage to him and he proceeded to tell me that he met a wife and husband last week who shared the same heritage as me. He was explaining how open this couple where as the wife was looking for a man for her husband to sleep with, he explained how shocked he was at how open they were and that he did in fact sleep with the husband. As a joke I sent him a picture of my ex husband and said ‘ Not him by any chance lol’

Oh my goodness gracious….

It was him. Now do you believe me when I say I can not make this sh*t up?