Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Toxic Men, Broken Trust, and My Mom’s Revenge Plan That’s Slowly Killing Me Inside #54

Episode Date: September 4, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #toxicrelationships #brokentrust #revengeplan #emotionalpain #familydrama  Caught in the crossfire of toxic men and broken trust, I find myself trapped in my mom’s vengeful plan—a slow-burning torment that’s killing me inside. This raw, painful story exposes the devastating effects of manipulation, family betrayal, and the dark cost of revenge. It’s a haunting journey through emotional pain, survival, and the search for healing amid chaos.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, toxicrelationships, familybetrayal, emotionalabuse, revengehorror, brokentrust, painandhealing, survivalstory, familydrama, mentalhealth, darkfamilysecrets, emotionaltrauma, revengegonewrong, hauntingpast, innerconflict

Anyway, here's my deal. I'm still kind of young, but I feel like I've lived through a lifetime of stuff already. And by stuff, I mostly mean controlling, manipulative men and the chaos they leave behind. My mom, she's been through hell and back. She's the one person in this world I've always trusted, loved, and wanted to protect. But her life has been anything but peaceful. Let me start from the beginning, her beginning. My mom didn't have a happy childhood.

Actually, it was horrible. She's told me stories about how her family treated her like garbage, like she didn't matter. And the worst of them? Her own sister. Her sister was like the golden child, but also the biggest troublemaker. Every time her sister screwed something up, it was my mom who got punished. Like if her sister failed a test, my mom would get grounded. If her sister broke a vase, my mom got slapped. It made no sense. So, when my mom finally turned

18, she packed up her whole life into a tiny suitcase and ran to the other side of the country. And that's where she met my biological father. She was 18. He was almost 40. I know. Red flag. Huge one. But my mom didn't see it back then. She was just a young girl looking for love, for stability, for someone who'd treat her better than her family ever did. She thought she found it in him. Spoiler alert, she didn't. She fell hard for him, and after a while, I was born. But their relationship. It was a nightmare. He was the type of man who'd hit her over the smallest things. She put too much salt in the food. Slap. She forgot to her. She forgot to to iron his shirt. Punch. And the thing is, he didn't even try to hide it. He'd talk shit about

her in public, around friends and neighbors, saying awful things like, she's like a daughter to me, she's so immature. And get this, he said that while she was pregnant with me. Can you imagine? He destroyed her reputation in that town. People whispered about her everywhere she went. She couldn't make real friends because of the lies he spread. and the one friend she managed to keep for ten years. She betrayed her too. Through all this, I was always on her side. Even as a little kid, I could feel that something wasn't right.

Things got worse when my mom got pregnant again and had my little sister. When my sister was about four years old, my father did something unthinkable. He kidnapped her. He took her and disappeared for three months. I can still remember the way my mom cried. every night, clutching my sister's little shoes in her hands. Finally, after 12 years of hell, my mom managed to leave him. She got us away. But even now, years later, we're still dealing with the mess he left behind. He vanished off the face of the earth, and honestly,

maybe that's for the best. After some months, my mom met another man. At first, I didn't like him. Something about him felt, off. I couldn't explain it, but I told my mom, I don't trust him. She brushed it off, probably thinking I was just being overprotective. But after some time, she found out I was right. He wasn't the kind man she thought he was. And then came Ale. Six years ago, she met Ale at a bar.

They exchanged numbers, started texting, and before I knew it, she was head over heels for him. We moved to another city, one of those places where everybody knows everybody and people love nothing more than gossiping about their neighbors. The kind of place where privacy doesn't exist. I didn't trust Dale either. He gave me bad vibes from day one. But my mom was too in love to notice. At first, he was charming.

That's how they get you, right? But over time, his mask started to slip. He'd talk trash about my mom behind her back. He didn't want a real job, he only wanted to work enough to get out of the house during the week. And whenever he was home, he acted like taking care of the kids was my responsibility. Yeah. He literally expected me, a teenager, to raise his kids. He was also constantly trying to pick fights with me.

He'd say little things to provoke me, and when I made a mistake, he treated me like I was some criminal mastermind. And the worst part? He never defended my mom. Ever. If other men disrespected her, he just sat there, silent. It's like he hated me because I knew what kind of man he really was. I saw through his act, and he couldn't stand that. In April 2023, my mom finally had enough. She broke up with him and started divorce proceedings. But Ayl wasn't ready to let go. Every weekend, he'd come over to see the kids, and every time he was here, he'd try to convince my mom to take him back. He'd say stuff like, you know, lots of couples break up and then get back together.

Maybe we can fix this, too, I wanted to scream. Fix what? The way he treated her. The way he treated me. During their marriage, there was a period where he targeted me nonstop. It messed me up so badly I started selling. farming. Thank God it only lasted a day, but even now, sometimes the urge creeps back. Then in July, something weird happened. My mom got a friend request on Facebook from an old acquaintance,

her sister's ex. This guy met my mom when she was 13, and he was 21. Creepy, right? Anyway, they started talking, and he told her he'd been in love with her all these years and had been searching for her. And guess what? She believed him. I told her, Mom, the age gap is insane. And after seeing how he disappointed you once already, I don't trust him. I was right again. That thing fizzled out after about a month. Meanwhile, Ale kept trying to worm his way back into my mom's life. I'll admit, he was right about her sister's ex being bad news. But that didn't make him any less toxic himself. He started saying things like, I've changed, I swear. You should have given me more time. And, we can rebuild our family. When I disagreed, he went off on me, verbally attacking me all

over again. These days, he's saying awful stuff about my mom, telling people she abused him and that she used to dance on tables and clubs for money. None of it's true. Yesterday, my mom told me she has a revenge plan. Her idea? Let him think she's taking him back. Use him for his money. Then, when the time is right, kick him out for good. Part of me thinks it's genius. But the other part of me is terrified. He's already acting like they're back together, trying to kiss her, acting all lovy-dovey-dovey. And she's letting him. It's killing me inside. Now, he's at our house almost every day. I can't stand it. I'm at the point where just hearing his voice makes my skin crawl. I know he hasn't changed. He never will. Maybe I skipped some parts of this story because I didn't want it to get too long,

but honestly, I think I'm writing this just to get all the frustration out of my system. Thanks for listening. The end.