Many women clash with their husband’s best friend, but a wife’s girlfriend can be just as difficult.
Luca
Luca is my wife’s best friend from high school. She’s loud and a bit crude—I never liked her. Since I got engaged to my fiancée, though, she’s taken it up a notch and become even more unbearable. She openly throws shade, and my patience is running thin because she says things like: “I hope at least his equipment is impressive since his wallet isn’t, haha!” or “Poor you, darling, that’s the best guy you could get.”
When I complain, my wife always says Luca is just who she is, and since she was in my wife’s life before I met her, I have no right to say anything. I get that, but I’m worried this woman might poison our marriage. I’m close to snapping back with something harsh, but I hold back because I don’t want my wife to get mad at me. That’s the only reason I keep my cool.
Questionable Buddy
My wife’s so-called best “friend” is a gay man—but I’m convinced he’s not really gay. He texts my wife every morning, they chat all day, meet up alone often, and this flirt keeps joking that if we ever split, he’ll take my place. One day, I’m going to have to put this guy in his place. I know he’s actually into women, but my wife won’t believe me.
Hands Off!
Pannika is my wife’s best friend who, after just a couple of drinks, flirts with every man around. Seriously, everyone—even if their wife is right there. Pannika’s behavior has caused drama at several parties. If it were up to me, we’d never invite her again, but my wife insists on having her around because she’s her absolute best friend.
Once at a party, I went to the pantry for some wine when Pannika grabbed me, groped me, then giggled and ran off. Later, I pulled her aside and told her that if it happened again, I’d slap her because I’m done with her behavior and she better not touch me again. She left crying, and my wife grilled me all night about what happened. I told her the truth. The next day, Pannika called my wife and claimed that I was the one who touched her in the pantry! Since then, my wife says she “doesn’t know who to believe”, and I’m beside myself with frustration.
Betrayed
My ex-wife’s bosom friend spent two years convincing her I was cheating (I never did). Then she talked her into having an affair with a man who cheated on her for eight months while my ex covered for him. After he disappeared, they even tried to make me believe my ex was pregnant with my child. I found out when one night I grabbed my wife’s phone and locked myself in the bathroom with it. She was banging on the door, but I read their messages and uncovered everything. That’s what a “true friend” looks like. At the divorce, she didn’t get a penny and now she’s raising the kid alone in a tiny apartment. Congrats.
Face to Face
One of my wife’s friends secretly flirts with me at every gathering. Well, she tries to, but I don’t look back. I avoid her so much that my wife has asked what’s wrong with me, but I haven’t said a word—I don’t want any drama.
Day of Independence
We’d been married two years with no issues until my wife made friends with a colleague at her new job. We were planning to have kids, but this radical feminist filled her head with ideas that every mother is a slave, husbands don’t help, and doing housework is humiliating. From then on, my wife stopped cooking, stopped washing my clothes, and said she didn’t want kids because that would be “submission to the oppressive patriarchy.”
I lasted a year like that before we divorced. Sometimes I wonder how happy we could still be if that troublemaker hadn’t entered our lives.
