I started receiving cruel comments on my Facebook photos, especially the ones with my husband, Jack. At first, I thought it was just some random troll, but soon the insults got personal, targeting my appearance and suggesting Jack must be embarrassed to be seen with me. It was really affecting my confidence. I told Jack about it, but he dismissed it, saying it wasn’t worth worrying about. His reaction bothered me, but I tried to move on. Then one day, Jack left his laptop open while running errands. I sat down to check my email, but what I saw on his screen made my heart sink—it was him behind the hateful comments all along.


For months, I was harassed by a “stranger” named Bradley, who left cruel, personal comments on my Facebook posts. The attacks targeted everything—my looks, my marriage, my self-worth. It felt relentless, and despite telling my husband, Jack, he shrugged it off, suggesting I ignore the troll. But the comments became too personal to be from a random stranger, and I grew anxious.

One day, Jack left his laptop open, and I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In the browser history, I saw it: “Bradley Facebook login.” My stomach dropped. Jack was Bradley. The man I loved and trusted had been the source of my torment, leaving those hateful comments to tear me down.

When I confronted him, Jack tried to brush it off as a “joke,” claiming he wanted to “motivate me” to lose weight. The betrayal was too much. I kicked him out that night, unable to believe that the person who was supposed to love and protect me had been the one deliberately hurting me for months.

A few weeks later, I hosted a dinner with friends and publicly confronted Jack in front of everyone, revealing the truth about his online harassment. He was mortified, and our friends were horrified. Jack tried to apologize, but his excuses fell flat. The damage had been done.

Now, I’m left to figure out if I can ever forgive him. He tore apart my self-esteem for a twisted game, and though he begs for another chance, I’m not sure our marriage can survive this kind of betrayal.


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