Women: What's the worst thing a WOMAN has ever done to you?

Question

I'm interested in the relationships between women, as well as relationships between women and men.

The worst things women have done to me have been at work, when they've been my bosses and stabbed me in the back. They've cost me my health, jobs, and quite a lot of money.

I could never work out why they had done it, as face-to-face we had cordial relations, and I never did anything to harm them.

I could only conclude that they found me some kind of threat.

(Of course, they'd never admit they'd done anything wrong.)

Hell no, Rovale, I don't think all women are like that!! I'm unashamed to call myself a lifelong (heterosexual) feminist.

Answer 1

I took a young lady in to my home who was homeless, drug addicted, and who had an abusive boyfriend. I let her stay with me for a year, and during that time I never pressured her to get a job, never asked her to contribute anything to the household. (Even though I had three kids to support and was living on state assistance at the time.) I protected her. I gave her emotional support. I supported her financially. I helped her get away from her abusive boyfriend. More than a couple of times the cops visited my home because of her abusive ex. I helped her get out of the drug scene. I bought her new clothes...in short, I helped her get back on her feet again. Then she ran off with my ex-husband. (He and I were in the process of getting back together at the time.) She never even said goodbye. Didn't tell me where she was...she even left her dog behind. I thought something bad had happened to her. I was sick with worry. When she disappeared my ex-husband stopped coming around...but I didn't put two and two together. It never once occurred to me that she would betray me like that. Two months later, I found out the truth. But not from either one of them, but from a mutual friend. My ex and she had moved in together in an apartment about ten miles away. I think that her betrayal hurt me more than my ex-husband's did.

Edit: As horrible as all of that was, this story has a semi-happy ending....because of her, I didn't get back together with my ex...which is good...he was a real jerk...and, two years later she found me, and apologized (she was in tears when she did so) for what she did. She thanked me for helping her out. She said she had always had a tremendous amount of guilt for what had happened. She said she moved out with him because he was giving her drugs, and she was ashamed of what had happened. She told me I was the only person who had ever treated her that well, and the only one she trusted. She joined the Peace Corps....and last I heard she has made a much better life for herself.

Answer 2

When younger ,some of my female friends would all turn their backs on me at once, and not talk to me anymore and I'd have no idea why and they'd never tell me. I was outed from groups. I used to be very quiet and shy, never backstabbed or stole boyfriends.
A few years after I had two good female friends who dumped me as a friend when my money ran out, thought they were real friends but sometimes a person learns life's lessons the hard way.
I only have one good female friend now, we've been mates for more than a decade and we never use each other or abuse our friendship.
One good and trustworthy friend is more important to me and means more than 50 friends who just want something out of me.
Am more of a loner for the most part, but while I keep my distance, I still enjoy other peoples company, just it takes a long time for a lasting friendship to develop. Am nice and not stand-offish, but like my mum said, there's a wall that she couldn't get past with me and she had trouble getting close.

Answer 3

I can't think of a "worst" thing - if anything happened it happened so long ago I don't remember. I do know thaat I dropped a formerly close friend from my life because she was am emotional vampire and a massive drama queen. She would discuss - and I would listen - her ex-boyfriends endlessly and in great detail over and over again. It took her literally years to get over a breakup. The guy would be married to someone else and she still cried and fretted and wondered what she did wrong.

And she never listened to me when I had an issue. And she was one of those people who emails the world at large with tired old jokes and I resented my email addy being displayed to people I didn't know.

I kind of miss her. But she'd still be mad at me and if she weren't I wouldn't want to pick up where we left off. She doesn't know I got married.

Answer 4

My cousin (and my best friend) has a habit of telling her mother everything. And her mother (my aunt) has the biggest mouth, I mean she can't keep anything to herself, well only the stuff that would embarass her.

So a few years ago I told my cousin about my first time with a guy. And of course it was an unstated understanding that this was private info, but about 4 weeks later my other Uncle came down from ILL. to visit and brought up the topic of me losing my virginity in front of me and my cousin. I looked over at her and she just shrugged, and said, "you know I tell my mom everything." Well I did know now. Now there are several things wrong with that story, the least bit is that my cousin shared something very private to someone I didn't want to know.

But I learned my lesson and now I only share information with her that I don't mind if it gets around to the rest of the family, and it will.

Answer 5

I can't decide between these three:

My sister was having thanksgiving at her house and knew that I would be bringing my new boyfriend. So she invited her neighbor, who just happened to be my ex-boyfriend. Sometime during that day she whispered in my ear "it must be really fun to be in one room with two men you've slept with."

Another time when I was little my aunt was babysitting me and my sister. My aunt and my sister were not very far apart in age and so they used to gang up on me. On this particular day they thought it would be great fun to take off all of my clothes and throw me outside the front house and lock me out. It was winter and so it was snowing, too. I $#it you not.

One day after school my sister and I had a fight over something. I locked myself in my room and in order to get me to come out she apologized. Only she put an empty mayonnaise jar outstide the door and turned out the lights. So when I came out I stepped on the jar with my bare foot and it sliced the bottom of my foot open. I had to go to the emergency and get stitches and a tetanus shot.

My sister has always been intensly jealous of me. Not surprisingly, I don't have a very good relationship with her now.

Answer 6

The worst thing a woman has ever done to me was to betray my trust.

It's happened several times, and no doubt it will happen again, as I refuse to turn into a person who doesn't trust anyone, and who allows the past misdeeds of others to shape how I operate in my life.

I've had loads of catfights, hassles, arguments and difficulties with various people, women and men, throughout my life, but the worst thing anyone can do to another is betrayal of trust, in my view.

Cheers :-)

Answer 7

I once had a female co-worker who got me fired from a job. She was insanely jealous of me and got the boss to agree with her that I was incompetent. Still, you shouldn't let the actions of a few people make you think all women are like that. Some people are just plain vile and it doesn't matter what sex they are. I wouldn't talk to this woman when I ran into her face-to-face a few months later. My one regret that day was that I didn't deck her.

Answer 8

Back in 1993 my husband and I were Teaching Assistants for a University Field Course. One of the students appeared very shy and lacked the social skills to relate to the other college students. I took her under my wing and helped her along. On the last night of the course, I found her in bed with my husband! Both were slime. . .both at fault. I am now divorced. . . but that was the worst thing a woman ever did to me: sleep with my husband right under my nose!

Answer 9

In my case, it's 100s of smaller things. My ex put on an act that she was a strong, independent, & kind woman for a year (yes, there were warnings I should have listened to), until 2 weeks after we got married and moved in together, and then she dropped a long-acting bomb of nastiness, dependence, and hypocricy.

Answer 10

In eighth grade, a semi-enemy of mine spread a rumour that I'd once made out with some random guy in our grade, which was, of course, completely false. I was asked about this by one of my girlfriends. Naturally, I was upset, so I told my teacher what was going on. He interrogated a few of the girls and found the source of the rumour. When I confronted her, she was sobbing in apology. I kept my cool.