why i think my best friend fucked my husband, probably on coke, while i had a newborn 🐀💋✨🤫
aka: NJ bestie, this PR statement isn’t giving what you think it’s giving ✶
—
disclaimer (because i’m not handing anyone free ammo):
🚫 no names.
🚫 no threats.
🚫 no doxxing.
🚫 no calls to action.
🚫 do not contact,
🚫 harass,
🚫 or try to identify anyone.
🕊️✨
this is
my account 💫
+ my evidence 💫
+ my working theory, 💫
+ straight-up fucking math.💫
not a criminal conviction.
🫶
i’ll say “based on the record”
when i mean “based on the record.”
cool?
cool.
—
first off:
everything i said?
was true.
from my vantage point.
🙂✨🔫
🕵️♀️ not a hallucination,
🕵️♀️ not a fantasy,
🕵️♀️ not a group project with satan.
—
babe,
maybe you think
i’m delusional 🙂✨
because i said
💥 my abusive,
💥 drug-addicted husband—
who has filmed himself
cheating on me summer 2024
on record…for fucking sport—
might’ve ALSO 💥
have done
something sketchy
with a certain bestie
that mysteriously vanished
and got SUPER WEIRD
at that exact same moment? 💥
—
(probably
on adderall 💊
maybe on coke ❄️
definitely while
i was home with
our 6‑month‑old 🍼✨)
—
ok!
so let me just say it slow and sparkly:
✦ patterned behavioral context:
🕊️ “didn’t you cheat on your husband?”
🕊️ “wasn’t your ex cheating on his preggo girlfriend with YOU?”
🕊️ ”weren’t you sleeping with a married man (w kids!) based on an unconfirmed open situationship?”
🕊️ “weren’t you trying to sleep with one of your friend’s husbands while she was cheating on hers?"
holy shit.
👠✨
babe.
that’s not an alibi.
that’s a résumé.
that’s not an explanation.
that’s a
confession written in
passive voice and slut archives™.
✨🪦✨
and look;
that absolute
how-to-gaslight-manifesto?™
babe!
🙃 you didn’t deny it
🙃 you didn’t answer the actual question
🙃 you watched my socials for months in silence
🙃 you’re now pretending you’re the victim of...
a vibe?
girl.
be so serious.
💋
oh,
i’m paranoid?
you don’t know why
i’m thinking
✨my bestie
and my husband
might have fucked?💫
…
🗣️🔥
i’m sorry babe,
which part of
🔥🔥🔥
“literally uncovering
he was cheating on tape”
screams “delusional”?
😐😶🫥
sweetie—
that’s not ✨a theory, ✨
that’s a
🔥 deleted camera roll
🔥 + third-party witness
🔥 + multiple confirmed ID’s of you in the video
+ a “he fled the state
with no car seat—straight after” vibe.
✨ next ✨
let’s recap—
✦ part one: when the vibes got… off
suddenly:
➳ bestie’s always around✨
➳ husband’s unraveling✨
➳ i’m absurdly trusting✨
and
the boundaries?
lol dawg,
those were
starting to vibe shift.
🕊️✨
—
bro.
no real reasoning.
just a slow crawl toward:
🚨 what the fuck is going on. 🧊✨
—
✦ part two: the access calculation 🧮
i mean,
no one confessed.
lol.
just:
➳ shared numbers 📱
➳ off-record contact ☎️
➳ hidden phone calls 🔕
➳ simultaneous disappearances
➳ identical patterns
➳ too much shared air 😮💨
➳ and me—
apparently,
the only one 💫
with zero fucking clue
why my bestie and my husband
✨made dubious-ass contact✨
💀
after
she learned
he choked me out 😵💫
while preggo?
…
🤔 wonder how that happened.
—
✦ part three: the group chat energy shift
➳ convos were happening without me
➳ shit i should’ve known felt classified
➳ my own life started arriving late
➳ out of nowhere, they both 💥disappear off planet earth
like,
they said less.
and they made sure
i knew less.
✨classic betrayal launch. no blastoff event. just slow void.✨
—
✦ part four: weird reactions > straightforward answers
normal people,
when confronted
with a shit-ton of evidence,
say:
“wait, what? no.”
not—
🤡✌️
➳ “you’re paranoid” despite the realities.
➳ weaponize that i was a sexual abuse victim ✨(lol cool)✨
➳ ignored the actual question
➳ monologued for paragraphs about my “energy”
➳ dropped the ✨victim card✨ without playing a single fact
shit.
a single honest sentence
would’ve ended this.
but y’all went with
✨ silence,
✨ spin,
✨ self-deception,
and exit stage left.
bro, nice.
🤥🤥
not innocent behavior.
just PR panic
with vibes.
✦ part five: watching behavior like flaming red flags
shit.
this isn’t “i found a text.”✨
this is:
➳ closeness during chaos
➳ weird silence when honesty mattered
➳ buried contact they forgot to mention
➳ long emotional essays that answered zero actual questions
➳ full-on ghosting when accountability showed the fuck up
🚩 one flag?
fine.
a whole parade of them?
—baby! ✨🤡 🚩
that’s a pattern.
🐀💫
—
✦ part six: this wasn’t “me spiraling,” tyvm
ok, now?
let’s be really fucking serious:
➳ a video exists💥 of my husband in bed💥 with another woman
➳ a third-party recognizes her by face and voice, and names her, repeatedly. 💥💥
➳ watches again. confirms it again. 🚩
➳ says it traumatized her because she knew what she saw.
same time frame?
➳ they’re texting behind my back 🚩
➳ they both disappear right after we all “hang out” 🚩
➳ they exchanged numbers for debatable reasons 🚩
➳ she doesn’t tell me he called until i ask 🚩
➳ and when i ask questions?
…silence. long silence. 🚩
🧊✨
meanwhile me?
➳ literally i’m out here asking…
am…i…wrong???
lol.
nah.
damn dude.
this was brutal clarity under betrayal.🔥
this was reality-check mode from hell.🔥
yo—✨that’s not paranoia.✨
that’s what we call
observant as hell with PTSD.
—
💀🍆✨
so babe, did they fuck?
💥 who
💥 fucking
💥 cares.
🐀🐀💫
…
you know what i do know?
✨ i did not make anything up.
✨ i did not assume.
🦋 i noticed.
🦋 i hesitated.
🦋 i defended.
🦋 i doubted.
🦋 i waited.
…
and all i got back was:
🚫 zero answers
📉 super suspiciously weird-ass vibes
💀 regular surveillance, without contact
📵 and a fucking unfollow
…
😐😶🫥
so yeah.
babe!
i stopped asking.
and started narrating.
✨ fin ✨🤮
