Several years after my divorce , I got a phone call saying I was a co-respondent on a failure to pay on my credit card . I had made a habit of paying off my credit card in full , and on time , every month , so I was shocked . Turned out it was my ex's credit card . I had been removed when we separated , and eventually he had remarried and added his new wife . When the company had sent it to a collection agency , instead of sending the new signature cards , they had sent the original signature cards . Funny part is I had worked in a bank and set up savings and checking accounts in my name . When I married I added my husband to my accounts . When we separated , I was not allowed to remove his name . I had to close out the accounts and open new ones in my name alone . When I had added his name to them , because he was the male , he became the primary owner of the accounts - so he had outstanding credit record , since I was the one making the bill payments , while I had none . Those stupid credit companies screwed themselves .

Being happy is the best revenge. It’s hard but don’t care about them... just be grateful for what you have and have accomplished.

Same. My ex made me feel like I needed him, in a lot of ways, including financially. But it turns out he spent more than he made! He was always secretive about what he earned, helped himself to bank accounts and racked up thousands in debt on joint accounts that he left me to pay.

We never had enough of anything, I was constantly worried about paying the rent and providing for our kid. Anything I needed I put off for weeks or months. I knew we would never have a house or decent cars or vacations. I thought that was just life. Turns out it was life WITH HIM.

Since our split he has been evicted and had a car repoed. He now works at Burger King (in his 40s), lives in government housing ($12/month) and I am almost done paying off debt he was supposed to be responsible for.

Ah, it was so sweet to watch my ex-in-laws wailing "We didn't raise him this way" as he dived head first into a gutter of drink, drugs and evil greedy bitches, and lived thereafter like a pig in hell. It took him about a decade and a half to become a sorry mess, ruin his reputation, and drink himself to death. Yep, there was a worse fate than me - himself!

I would like to hear his side of the story.

Good for you! Feels good, doesn't it? Was similar for me, too.

I'm currently in the dividing process. We are ending fairly equally in assets. I really don't want to hate her but she hates me. Hey, if hating me makes you feel better your over a thousand miles away. Hate all you want, it isn't hurting me. Seriously, if it makes you feel better go for it. Oh my, after a couple beers I'm a treat aren't I. I'm retired and had to get a job so I guess it isn't all roses. Tonight is my only night off working third shift six nights. Hence, the Budweiser mood therapy.

Glad you've figured it out. Even when it's a dish best served cold, living well is a better choice.

The best revenge is living well, always has been.........