Whats hidden in the dark Will eventually come into the Light

S1/Ep1: “What’s hidden in the dark will eventually come into the light”—or, as I like to call tonight's debut episode: How to fail at multitasking. 

We are celebrating a truly remarkable feat of human endurance: a man who managed to cheat, lie, manipulate, and neglect his way through a wife and two girlfriends for three years straight, all while pretending to be a busy entrepreneur and doting father. Truly inspirational work. A man who somehow thought he had the bandwidth to manage it all; until he couldn’t.  Honestly, you almost have to admire the time management, right up until the part where it all blew up in his face.

We’ll be discussing narcissism, pathological lying, sex addiction, and emotional manipulation. And because he wasn't nearly as clever as he thought he was, this is going to be a multi-part series featuring some surprise guests. How do I know all of this ? Well, plot twist: I was one of the girlfriends! 

Consider me your resident whistleblower. We’re going to cover "Abuse 101: The No-Bruises Edition" and why women's intuition is never wrong. Come turn the Korner with me—I’ve personally done the field research with three different types of narcissists so you don’t have to. Take notes, keep your eyes open, and remember: being a girl’s girl means if you see someone’s husband acting like a bachelor, you say something.

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Hey guys, it's Turning the Corner with Tip Klein. This is my second podcast, and tonight I'm David's first episode. This is a project I've had in my back pocket for a few years. And it's finally come into light because I said I'm gonna do it at the right time, but I never knew when the right time was. Now, I do have another podcast called True Crime with Tip Klein. I'm in three seasons and it's going to continue, but I wanted to separate some things because it's not, I don't always want to talk about true crime. But sometimes my episodes are gonna bleed into each other's shows because they do kind of have a lot of things in common. But on this show, I want to focus on advocacy, missing persons, cold cases, domestic violence, family dynamics, relationships, mental health, and all that jazz. So, what better way to start my podcast on July 1st, 2026, with a story that will make your jaw drop? Okay, let's get to it. So I'm a domestic violence survivor. I've been through two abusive relationships, well, now three. And sometimes when people think of the word abuse, they immediately think physical. Yes, I've been physically abused. I've also been emotionally, mentally, financially, verbally abused. But the worst type of abuse is narcissistic abuse. And if you know, you fell. It's not something you can explain to people. It's not something you can understand because our brains, normal people, aren't wired that way. It's literally a mental sickness, like it's a disease. And I wish they would finally classify narcissism as a mental health issue because it is. And it can't be cured. This is these people are wired this way. They're evil, they're malicious, they're monsters. They care about nobody but themselves, they have no remorse. They're sociopaths. And if you try to expect a feeling from them of guilt and shame, it ain't gonna happen, honey. It's not happening. You're never gonna get the answer, you're never gonna get the honest truth because they lie with more lies, and then they lie more to lie about those lies. That's how it works, guys. That's how a narcissist operates. All right. So in tonight's episode, as I said, it's how to fail at multitasking. We're celebrating a truly remarkable feat of human endurance. A man who managed to cheat, lie, manipulate, and neglect his way through a wife and two girlfriends for three years straight all while performing and pretending to be a busy entrepreneur and a doting father. Truly inspirational work, a man who somehow thought he had the bandwidth to manage it all until he couldn't. Honestly, though, you almost have to admire this man's time management right up until the part where it blew up in his face. We'll be discussing narcissism, pathological lying, sex addiction, emotional manipulation, and because he wasn't nearly as clever as he thought he was, this is going to be probably a multi-part episode with some surprise guests. How do I know all of this, you may ask? Here's a plot twist. I was one of the girlfriends. Consider me your local whistleblower. We're gonna cover abuse 101, the no bruises edition, and why women's intuition is never wrong. Ever, like ever, ever wrong. And now you sound like Taylor Swift, but guess what? We are never, ever, ever getting back together because my intuition is never, ever, ever wrong. I have personally done the research with three different types of narcissists, so you don't have to. Come turn the corner with me and take notes, keep your eyes open, and remember being a girl's girl means if you see someone's husband acting like a bachelor, say something. All right, let's get into it. So back to what I was saying. I dealt with two narcissists before this one: physical, emotional, verbal, mentally, and financial with the first one. Charming somehow within two months got me to move away from my entire family into another state, charmed me, swept me on my feet. And then once he got me here, he isolated me. I lost everything I had: self-respect, support system, friends, everything. Put me through hell and back, strangled me, almost killed me a few times. So you can hear those other episodes on True Crime with Tiff Klein because I did dive a lot into domestic violence. And I will eventually upload them on here because some of them can cross over. So after leaving him, and he stalked me and then put a tracker on my ex's car because, you know, even though he cheated on me, didn't want me, he didn't like me moving on. So then I met this other guy who I should have really taken the time to not be codependent and jump from one to the next. That's my mistake. I take full accountability. Whoops, whoops. But I was looking for someone to fill those voids, and what I found was a bigger piece of shit than the one before him. And you may say, Tiff, you've been through hell and back with that first one for nine years. How did you not see this coming? Well, ladies and gentlemen, a narcissist is clever. They're witty, they're perfect at playing the sympathy card, and poor woes me. They are the biggest fake fucks you will ever meet in your life. They're malicious, they're evil, they're disgusting, they're deceiving, they're devastating, they're they betray everybody, they lie, they're sociopaths, they feel nothing. Like I said, you're never going to get an answer from them. Your brain is never going to understand why they do what they do and how the fuck do they do it without feeling bad about it, because they don't. They literally cannot and will not feel it. They are not wired like normal people. And I wish narcissism would be classified as a mental health issue and it's not curable. It's not. And some people I always say like I think they choose to be, but like people know right from wrong, right? You can choose. Everybody has free will. You can choose every day to make decisions and actions because you know right or wrong. I still think somewhere down the even side, these people are wired this way and their neurons just don't work right and they're mentally ill. They are ill. They're sick people. And unfortunately, the one that I left two years ago, he really took me for a wild ride for six years. And the trauma bond. It's really hard to leave an abuser, even when they don't put their hands on you, because they suck you in. They're like, it's like they even I've never done hard drugs, but it's I they say it's like leaving a narcissist is like getting off heroin because your brain, they give you the breadcrumbs and the comings and the goings, and they come and they leave, and they come and they leave. And it's the your brain's always looking for that next dopamine hit. So when things are good, they're good. You're riding a high, and then when they're bad, you're at your all-time low. And then they're good again. So your brain gets used to that pattern, and it literally will change your cell structure. It can change your neurons, it can change everything in your body. So I was trauma-bonded to this son of a bitch because he knew everything I went through and he used it against me. Now, my first abuser, he abused me in the moment. This next abuser, the second one, he plotted and planned. And he left me with a lot of like trauma and more trauma than the one that strangled me before him. And I say that because when you act in the moment, it's one thing. And it's not an excuse, but to be able to sit and plot and plan and know that you're literally mapping out how you're gonna fuck somebody over, like that's worse. And my brain could not comprehend what was going on. And I I was stuck with him for so long and I wanted out so bad. And it wasn't until my best friend said one day, Do you want this for the rest of your life? And she sat on my couch because he was constantly cheating. But he he was good at first, he was good at first hiding it, and then he just stopped giving a fuck. Like, I wasn't allowed to ban on social media, I was not allowed to say we were in a committed relationship on Facebook because he liked his privacy. He didn't like anybody in this business. And that was just a cop out so he could be single whenever he felt like it. So it took me a while to like put the pieces together until I finally realized what he was doing. Because I'm I'm sorry, I just did see it. And then it beat my self-esteem up because the one before him I never healed from. So then I was trying to prove my worth to this one, and he just made it worse and made it worse and made it worse to the point where I became reactively abusive, where reactive abuse is you get manipulated and gaslit and ignored and neglected and made to feel crazy for so long that you snap, and then you become an abuser, but you don't do it intentionally. So you can scream at the top of your lungs, you know, you can be a toxic texter, you can spiral out of control, you can, God, you know, start fights, you can throw shit across the room. I mean, you, and you can end up hitting them. I mean, and it yes, it's abuse. And I'm not saying if there's a good reason for any type of abuse, but I also understand why victims become abusers, because your brain and your soul cannot take any more. It's like, it's it's like your soul's final, brain and soul's final way of just releasing it all. So I was always sick, my immune system was always crashing, nobody could ever figure out what was wrong with me because my body was holding this toxicity. I would sit on my bathroom floor for hours in chain smoke and just cry. I wouldn't eat because I'm one of those people like when I'm stressed and depressed, I don't like to eat. And then my intestines flare up anyway. It's like, why bother? So I'm just like, you know, I'm withering down at this point. And he always made me feel fat even when I was skinny and would poke at me and say, oh, you know, call me thick. And then all the girls that he was cheating on me with were like really skinny. And I have red hair. So like I've always been self-conscious about that up until like a few years ago. And every time he cheated on me was with a blonde or a dark brunette with big brown eyes. It was never a redhead. Well, what can I say? Redheads are special. So this went on for six years, the constant bringing him screenshots and proof to the point where he would message my girlfriends and try to hit on them. And then I would show him the messages and then he'd call them a shit starter, and then literally look me in the face and say, believe whatever you want. As if the proof's not sitting there in front of me. Try to make me look like I'm making this up. Like the gas, that's gaslighting. Where I'm questioning my own sanity. Okay. Now, keep in mind, this is somebody who has a master's degree in psychology. Just remember that, okay? So this is going on and on and on, and it's the constant fighting, constant stalking girls' Facebooks and Instagrams because I had to find the proof. I was driving myself insane, looking for every and I was always right. Every time I found a girl that I had a suspicion about, I was, I was right up until the day I fucked away from them. And it took me a little bit. I mean, I could I could look at a purse in someone's picture and figure out whose it is without seeing them. That's how good I am. Okay. So I'm, you know, this first girl, he thought he was gonna get by me. And thank God my old friend was sitting in the bar and kind of nonchalantly took a selfie, and this girl's back was in it, and she had a big tattoo on her back. And I went through, I swear a fuck, I went through every girl on Facebook I can find until I found her with that tattoo, and I knew who it was. And then he had enough nerve to say, believe whatever you want. I had the picture of her tattoo like right there, and he's standing next door. So that's when that started. Then he sucked his way in and he would be like, Oh, Spiff, because his nickname for me was Spiff, which my uncle called me that was little too. But he'd be like, Oh, come on, Spiff. And like he'd come over and give me the pity party, and he always made me laugh, and he'd suck me in and just like, you know, make me feel like that kid again, like he did in the beginning. And that's how that's how we always did it. He would bribe me with money and taking me out to eat a night on the town singing karaoke, and he'd be up my ass for a few weeks and then he'd disappear again. And the first time he ever disappeared, he um just ghosted me after like eight months of of dating me. And I knew where he was because he's a man of habit. All narcissists are a man of habit. They have patterns that they repeat, they don't change. They do the same thing, go to the same places, drink the same drinks, eat the same food, have the same routine every day. Okay. They have to, because it's the only thing in their life they can control. So it gives them some sense of control, I guess, from all the shit that they do. So this was going on for a while, but he had ghosted me and I knew where he was. So I was that throw that said, fuck you. I'm not dealing with dealing with another man like this. And I went to where he was and I waited outside on the bench. Waited. I must have sat there three hours in the cold until he finally walked outside and I went, hey. And he just stopped at his tracks and he just turned around and was like, fuck. I'm like, yeah, fuck is right. So he gives me this big sob story of, I just don't want a relationship. And you know, the cop-out man of I'm gonna ghost her so I don't have to be a man, grow some balls, and explain myself and give her the respect that she deserves. So then immediately had sucked me back in that night. We ended up having sex. There we go. We start, see, we started the pattern all over again. He's good, he's up my ass, he's spoiling me for a few weeks, and then he disappears again. This time it was because of work. Then he comes in again and he starts spending money on me again and beating up my ass again and giving me everything I wanted. And then he pulled back again. And like this was a this was a thing going on to the point where my brain got addicted to it. I really could not stop it. Like I was addicted to the dopamine hits. And some people out there might think, wow, you're stupid, you have no self-respect. No, unless you're in it, you have no fright to judge people, you have no fright to say, oh, well, why don't you just leave? Or and you have no right to sit there and give any kind of judgment because you don't know what it feels like. You don't know what it's like to be stuck in a situation with a piece of shit that rewires your brain, makes you feel like you are nothing, worse than dog shit, breaks down every ounce of self-esteem and value you have about yourself without even laying the finger on you. That's what these men do. Now, the first one did hit me, the last two have it, but they did worse damage than the one that did. And I tell people that and they're just like, what? And I'm like, I don't need to explain myself. I know what I lived through and I know what I did, and I know how I came through it, but I know what they did to me. And I'm sorry that stonewalling me caused me trauma because the two guys would use it as punishment if I expressed how I felt, if I started feeling weird about something, I would give them proof, and it was it became a punishment and they disappear for days, weeks. Well, fast forward, because this isn't about them. I went through hell and back, traumatized. I had nothing left. I lost a lot of weight. I was on medication. I was in, I wasn't in therapy at the moment. I couldn't take anymore. And a big night in public happened, disrespect happened, and I was done because it happened in front of people that I knew. It finally all came out in front of a room full of people that I knew, and they all just looked at me like, you're not gonna be a dumb bitch and go back to him, are you? I couldn't at that point because everybody knew what he's done to me. They knew he cheated on me, they knew he disrespected me for six years and they watched me go through it. But what pissed me off was some people knew stuff while I was with them and never said anything. And their excuse was, well, you wouldn't listen to me anyway. It doesn't matter if I listen to you or not. Be a girl's girl and tell the truth. I don't want to get involved. You know what? If you don't get involved, if you got involved in somebody's business, sometimes you could save a life, whether it's physically, mentally, or emotionally. They may not listen to you today, they may not listen to you tomorrow, but they could process it in five, six, seven months and do something. Okay, I'm a walking example. So I could not go back. Like I just could not. I was like, I can't stay with this guy after he just disrespected me in front of a whole bar full of people and my friends. Like, what? I won't have friends if I go back to him because they all got so tired of it that they were just like, we're not gonna feel bad for you if you go back to him. Like, you know what you're you're staying in, you know what you're going back to, and we have no more sympathy or pity for you. And I had to take every ounce of self-respect that I had and walk away. And it wasn't easy because now the motherfucker has a PFA on him because you know, when he had me, he didn't really fully want me. But then when I left him, oh, he couldn't handle me seeing other guys. He would show up in public places when they were there, try to intimidate them. He actually came in somewhere and hit my friend in the leg, drove by their house. He had a PFA because he stopped and harassed me, and it's still in effect. So, with all this going on, he put me, he ruined my life. He did, he ruined my life. And it was long. And it was lonely. And then when I walked away, it was even lonelier. And it really was like detoxing from a drug. And they say our brains react the same way, like heroin withdraws when you leave abusers and narcissists. So I was in bed and I'd cry for days. I would throw up, diarrhea, constantly questioning myself. You know, one day I'd be mad at myself for staying for so long. The next day I'd give myself grace. Then I'd go into like an anger rage of why did you let this happen so long? And then I'd get like an anger rage at him because I'd be like, why did he treat you like this? I didn't deserve this. And it it took me so long to process the fact that I didn't do this, I did not deserve this. It doesn't matter what woman he dates because he does it to all of them. He's he did them the 10 before me, and he's doing it the next ones after. They don't change. They don't. And it took me two relationships and 16 years to realize that they never change. I lost 16 years of my life, and thank God I only lost 10 months for this one because there was no second chance. No one is doing that to me again. So I laid in my room, I took FMLA from work. And this is gonna go into the story of this episode, but I took FMLA, I just couldn't take anymore. I was going to court, work was kicking my ass, I'm in sales, I wasn't sleeping, I wasn't eating. And it was to a point where I wanted to sign myself into a hospital just so I could sleep. So my therapist suggested, hey, do you have short-term disability? And I was like, Yeah, I pay for it. And he goes, apply for it, take some time off work, they'll pay you. I was like, oh fuck, I never thought of that. It's job security if you work so many hours. I think it's like 1,200 hours for a company, and then they'll pay you up to 12 weeks, I think. But you know, they go by your average income. So because I'm a hundred, I well, I was a hundred percent commissioned and I worked there for seven years, you know. I I sat home for four months and didn't give a fuck. I paid my bills, still had a life, but I didn't do anything. I saved every penny. So I did what I had to do for me. I was in and out of the emergency room before that all the time, sick, all these symptoms they couldn't figure out. And it was because my body was literally just full of toxicity that it was literally seeping out of me. So I laid here a lot by myself. Now, a lot of people don't have that strength. I've always been okay doing things alone. I've always been okay just getting on a charger bus or getting in my car and just going somewhere for the day or for a week by myself. I'm okay by myself. I I like doing a lot of things by myself. I go out to eat by myself, I go to the movies by myself, I'll travel and go to the beach by myself. Like, I don't care, right? So, because I don't like to be on other people's times half the time. And my time usually always ends up ruined when someone else is with me. So I've learned over the years to just do it because if I don't and I wait on someone else, I usually always miss out. I'm not getting any younger. My 30s, I made up for all the shit I missed out on my 20s. And now I feel like my 40s because I just turned 38. I'm gonna be making up for my 30s. I guess that's how life goes, but I don't think it I didn't think it was supposed to be this hard. I've always been a hopeless romantic. I've always been wearing my heart on the sleeve. I love so hard. I'm a lover girl. And it always gets taken advantage of. Nobody appreciates it, nobody respects it, nobody loves me back the way I love them. Nobody respects me. I'm always a doormat, but for a long time I allowed it. And you have to get to a point where you have to take accountability and say, what is it about me that makes me attracted to these type of men? And it took me a long time to sit there and really like dive deep into myself. Like lots of nights laying here while all my friends are going out, partying, having fun, hooking up, this, that, and the other. I decided to stay home. And everyone's like, that's not healthy. You're you shouldn't be isolating. I'm glad I needed to be alone. I needed it. It's okay to be alone. You don't have to always have a partner, ladies and gentlemen. And I'm gonna tell you this: I have been more miserable with a man than I have been single. Yes, there's times where I get lonely and I wish I had a partner to do certain things with, but it's not worth the stress, the betrayal, the tears, the nausea, the headaches, the sleepless nights, the not eating, the not drinking, the not enjoying anything. It's not worth it. And I learned from being stuck in it for 16 years with two different guys. And I'm just really glad that I took that time because I didn't get stuck in it again. They did it, this new one did it one time, and I walked the fuck away. Because guess what? They ain't gonna change. And they're gonna keep doing it because they're just gonna run out now and go fill a void with another one so they don't have to take accountability for what they just did to three other women. So now you have a little bit of a backstory that's not even near anything of what I've been through. Like I said, go to my other podcast. I go into deep detail on the abuse I've been through, the cheating that I've dealt with. And again, I will eventually upload them on here, but this podcast isn't about those two pieces of shit. We're introducing another piece of shit into Tiff Klein's life, which is a piece of shit that I admired, a piece of shit that I looked up to in the community, a piece of shit that I respected highly professionally and personally, a piece of shit that I didn't want to cross a line with because they were a really good friend of mine. And that friendship meant the world to me. That friendship was a safe place. That friendship was with a man who saw me at my absolute worst at rock bottom, on camera, in person, through text, but always managed to make me laugh, always managed to put a smile on my face, always managed to offer to help me if I needed it, always supported my business, always supported my ambitions and endeavors. Even if he didn't need to do it, he would do it just to help me when it came to business. I was in sales for seven years, and he was a client of mine, but he was also one of my best friends, and I knew not to cross this line. But when I took time off of work, I was no longer out there rebbing. And I was scared, I was anxious, I was nervous, I was apprehensive, I was I probably shouldn't be doing this, but I was always attracted to him, and he always made me feel giddy, like a little kid again, just light. And there's nothing more attractive than a man that's successful, a good dad has his shit together, has that confidence, but not cockiness, and never made you feel uncomfortable. When I made a podcast last week, I said nothing but nice things about this person. I didn't mention his name, and I will not on this, I will not say names on my podcast, but I let people put the clues together. I'm in true crime world, I know how to give clues without giving away the plot, but He had told me last week that my nice words on my podcast made him feel uncomfortable. And his walls went up, he said. And I thought, why in the fuck would someone feel uncomfortable when I'm sitting there saying all these nice things about them? And my red flag went right up. And I said, nobody's nobody would even know it's you that I'm talking about. And he wouldn't answer me. Well, I found out why. Because everything I was saying was a complete lie. And he knew the things I said about him weren't true. He knew the guilt down deep inside that he put on a false image for eight years. This is a story on how I got my heart broken for the third time by a man that I respected. A man that I saw a future with because I never really saw myself with these other guys, like marrying or anything. This one I did. And some people might think it's stupid. Oh, you're only, you know, because I was, I was seeing him for 10 months. And most people would be like, only 10 months. I've known him for eight years. I talked to him and or saw him almost every single day. There was a very what I thought was an unbreakable bond between the two of us. And if we never crossed that line, we would still have that bond. And I learned my lesson. And sometimes you make a decision and you you gotta deal with the consequence. And I beat myself up over it. I have for the past five days, and but I only did at the time what I felt was right. Even though in the bottom of my stomach I knew not to do it, I did it anyway. Because these narcissists have these ways, this charisma, this there's just something about them that you can't put into words. They just know how to make you feel like you're 16 years old, like you're the only woman in the world, like you're the prettiest woman in the world, and they buy you off and they give you the nice life and the high life, and then they make your life absolute shit. They give you a horror story, a nightmare. They promise you a dream and give you a nightmare. That's what narcissists do. And as soon as they get bored with you or some other cute thing walks by, they pull away. They start discarding you. And then they repeat this pattern all over again. And then eventually they get bored with that one, and then they go back to the other one because they like to have their cake and eat it too, and they like to have their back burners, and they go back and forth and back and forth and back and forth, and then they keep adding people to this list. So they have constantly have a rotation. I think it's hard to juggle getting up, brushing my teeth, taking a shower, and going to work. How the fuck you can hide a wife and two girlfriends in three years? I at the same time, like, and there's we think there's more, but I only have proof right now of me and this other girl and the wife. So, and we're gonna use names. I'm not gonna use any names, but I'm gonna make up names. So we have the man, we're gonna call him. I don't even know where to start with him. We'll call the wife Hannah. We'll give we'll give Hannah as the wife, okay? Because it'll be easier to follow if I use names, but I'm not gonna use real names out of respect for the other the other people that's dealt with his bullshit. And then we have me, Tiff. We'll call me girlfriend number one. And then I know she ain't gonna give a shit if I use her real name, but I'm not gonna I'm not gonna use it because I don't do that on my podcast. So we're gonna call her, we're gonna call her Isabella. Okay, so we have Hannah the wife, we have me the girlfriend, and we have Isabella, the other girlfriend, all right? And then we have the asshole that somehow worked all three of us. And I don't, you know, let's just call him the asshole. We I don't really have to. Um, I can give I can say his first name starts with a D, and I'll leave it at that. But we're gonna refer to him as asshole right now. And well, what a wild ride it's been, ladies and gentlemen. Ten months of my life that I thought was I finally met the guy. I met the guy that I could see myself self spending the rest of my life with. And I even told this person, like, I would skip all the long-term dating and I would let you put a ring on my finger and marry you tomorrow. And he's like, I know that. And that's how like confident I was in this man. If I had a million dollars on blackjack to put down in Atlantic City on Russian roulette when he took me there, I would have done it because that's how much confidence I had that he was the good guy. He was the guy. Like he was the guy. And for the longest time, I'm like, there's like we flirted a lot, but there wasn't like I said, I'm never gonna cross this line. Like, because I never really looked at him that way. Like I wasn't attracted to him, but I would flirt with him, but I wasn't like, I don't know. I never saw myself dating this guy. And then when I finally gave in, he had me, it was it was bait, hook, and sink. Motherfucker. He got me and uh, you know, sent me this big nice bouquet of flowers to my job in 2025. 2024, I left my ex and he started pursuing me then. Around the time he was left with the woman that he cheated on his wife with, while this woman that he cheated on with turned around and cheated on him and fucked him over. You want to talk about karma? So around that time, I want to say August 2024, he started pursuing me a little bit, started talking to me more, started texting me more, started using more charm, paying more attention to me, kept begging me to take me to Atlantic City, would get a uh get a hotel room at the casino, would say, hey, let's go have a good night, or let's go up to my campsite. No, I'm not doing it. Asshole, I'm not doing it. Like he he wasn't an asshole at the time, but that's all I want to call him right now. But for a good year, he pursued my ass. Like, and I'm like, nah, he really wants me, he can keep chasing me. Like, I I and that's where I was at in my mind, you know? Like, but I never thought anything would actually like evolve between the two of us. So I had thought this whole time he was single. Wow, was I wrong? So it's hard not to give away every detail without everybody knowing exactly who it is I'm talking about, because I'm trying my best to respect the other people that's part of this story, and that's the only reason why I'm not saying this other person's main name. Because I'm trying to protect, I'm trying to protect the wife, and I'm trying to the other girlfriend doesn't give a fuck, but I'm trying to protect the wife and more other people in that, but that's why I can't give away every detail. But finally hung out and um I was really nervous. I felt anxious and I was like, I'm making a mistake, I'm making a mistake. And it wasn't because I felt like it was him, it was I'm gonna ruin a friendship. I only know this person on a friend level and a professional level. I don't know him, you know, romantically or anything like that. So but I always looked at him like I have a feeling I'm gonna slip and say his name. So I'm gonna probably have to go back and edit this out. But I finally met up with him, and then uh he took me to Atlantic City to see a concert and whined and dined me, had all these comps, paid for everything, had a suite with a hard rock overlooking the Ferris wheel, paid for this really nice Italian dinner, drinks all night on the house with him, concert tickets were free, and I was like, and I'm not a showy person, like I don't need a man buying me things to make me like them. But apparently he thinks that's how it's done, but I'm not like that. I could never be a sugar baby. I don't know how these girls do it. I just can't use people. So um if I was like 20, maybe I would, but I'm almost 40. I ain't playing that game. Like I value people, like I value human beings. They're not objects to me. So I don't care how much money I have in the world. It's I need affection, loyalty, communication, honesty, and quality time. Like those are my love languages. I don't need your shit. I can go out and buy anything the fuck I want because I work and pay my own bills. Anything I want, I go and buy it. There's nothing that I'm like, oh, I wish I could buy that. No, I just I go buy it. Like, I don't need a man to do that for me. Now it's nice because the asshole before this asshole never bought me a damn thing, not once. So I was nervous and I went in the bathroom and called my mom. I'm like, mom, I don't know if I should be doing this. And she's like, just go with it and just relax and enjoy it. And I'm like, but I don't know, I don't like I'm not used to being treated this way. And I was scared, you know, and you always hear all those stories that people, it's really hard to get into a healthy relationship because you compare them to your ex. You compare them to all the trauma, you don't trust them. You you're very insecure. You're always looking for that other girl that they're cheating on you with. And a lot of people were like, you can't compare your ex to this one. That's not fair. No, motherfuckers, do it. Because I just learned the hard way. I finally like I used to be that girl that immediately I would I could find out you were lying and cheating on me immediately. Okay. With who, where, when, why, how, colors, everything. And I investigate, which is another reason why I'm in true crime. And I pay attention to details, things that normal people wouldn't, my brain, because of trauma, my I go into survival mode and I just notice things that other people don't. I go into fight or flight, I'm hyper-vigilant, and it's a strength and it's a weakness, but I didn't do that with this one. I regret it. It was two years. Well, no, it was about a year after I left my ex. And I went through a lot of self-reflection and time alone. Almost a whole year by myself, you know. Maybe hung out with a few friends here and there, but I spent a year by myself, didn't go out with any dates, nothing. So I went with him for a weekend. I had a really good time. I came back and I'm like, I can't believe I just did that. I like I felt guilty almost. And I don't know, I can't explain why, but it was just like I shouldn't have done that. Like, because I think subconsciously I knew, like, I from my values and morals, I like almost, you know, crossed my own and I was disappointed in myself because I usually never do that with clients or friends or anything like that. So I remember coming home and just being sitting in my bedroom, just being like, Oh my god, like this happened. Do I like him? Do I do I like him? Like, am I am I attracted to him? Am I interested in him this way? Yeah, I guess I was. And we hung out and we hung out, we hung out, we hung out, and it just kept growing and growing and growing. And he could just make me laugh. And I felt like I could lay next to him and just I felt safe because he knew every demon of mine. He knew every single thing I've ever gone through in detail. He's watched me cry, he's watched me laugh, he's lost, he's watched me love, he's watched me have heartbreaks, he's watched me win, he's watched me lose, and now he's watching me shatter because of his actions. He's watching me now pick up the pieces and have to heal all over again because he decided to do exactly what the others did to me. Lie, cheat, deceive, manipulate, and gaslight. And I'm mad at myself for falling for it, but I never thought in a million years that this guy was that person. I never thought he was that guy. Ever. Ever. Like ever. He was supposed to be the good guy. His personality, looking back now, hindsight, kind of remind me of Tony Soprano. And I'm like, oh fuck, there was my red sign, right? But it was the confidence and the power and the, I don't want to say swag, but charm. And that show has always been my favorite show since like 2016. And I was watching it a few months ago and I'm like, it just clicked. And I'm looking and I'm like, wait, no. What? Come on. Like, no, no, he's not this guy. And it was going through my head because I was like, no, he's not, no. Tiff, you're just you're watching too much TV. Like, no, he's not Tony Soprano. And I'm like, wait, I'm starting to put things pieces together. And I'm sitting in my room one night and I'm like literally writing things down. I'm like connecting dots on paper. And I'm like, oh my God. And I'm not saying mafia or anything like that. I mean, who knows? It was all these lies he's given me, but like just things and words and gestures and body language. And I'm like, holy fuck no, right? So this was right before I had an inkling that something was going on with him and there was somebody else. And I was pushing that guilt, not guilt, but that insecurity down because I'm like, Tiff, you're you're just looking for reasons to not trust him. You're just looking for reasons because this is familiar. It's it's on, or I'm sorry, not familiar, it's unknown territory. So you're trying to make it familiar for yourself. So you're gonna find a problem because that's all you know. I would tuck myself out of it. I wanted to message a girl because back in March, I saw somebody looking at my socials, my stories, and I'm like, who is this girl? I screenshotted it and sent it to him. And he's like, Oh, I don't know who that is. She lives up in so and so, and she goes to school with so and so, and I'm like, that's it. And he's like, Yeah, I don't know who she is. And I'm like, I'm gonna give you three chances right now to come clean because I feel like in my gut there's something more to this. Why is this girl just watching everything I'm posting on Snapchat, Facebook, Instagram? And you can literally see, like, it says non-follower. And I my stomach sank because I used to be that girl. I knew what she was doing. She was looking for answers because she too was trying to protect herself. She was being lied to. So I asked him, I gave him the benefit of the doubt, and he just kept, no, Tiff, I promise. So we've we asked each other through this time, are you seeing other people? No, he would say, Are you going to sleep with other people? No, I'm not sleeping with other people. I'm focused on getting myself right and my kids, and I deserve that, and so do they. I'm going to therapy, I'm getting myself good, and that's what I got to focus on. In the meantime, let's, you know, let's strengthen this relate friendship, let's work on, you know, moving this forward. Let's get good and let this just evolve naturally instead of rushing it. Because if we do that right now, we're gonna ruin each other. Let's just let it bloom and blossom as it goes. Okay. I respected that 100% because I still wasn't in a hundred percent place to be in a relationship. But I knew this guy was the guy that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. No hands down ifs ands or buts. If he would have asked me, I would have gone to the courthouse the next day and married him. Like, I'm not, I'm not joking. And it wasn't because I was deeply in love with him. Like I loved him. I loved him platonically, professionally, whatever other ways you can. And then eventually romantically. But I thought I knew who he was because I've known him for so long. And I'm like, he's definitely like the guy that every girl like wants to be with. He sends you flowers, he picks you up in nice cars, he brings you gifts, he has PBA, he gives you everything that you want. And again, it's not about the stuff, it's the gesture of it's I thought of you, right? So I made I started seeing him in October. So December comes and start getting this weird feeling, like he's he's all over the place. He's like, I'm too busy and I have a lot on my plate, and nobody knows what it's like to run businesses and have a three-year-old and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. You know, every lie under the book at that point. I thought he was just poor woe was me. And I call him Eeyore. He reminds me of Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh. Like when he gets in a mood, that's what he reminds me of. And it's poor woe with me. And then if he's in a bad mood, everybody else has to be in a bad mood. Or if he's down and depressed, no one's allowed to have fun around him. So that was kind of starting to come out. And I was like, I don't like that. Like my ex was like that, and I don't really like that. That should have been my first red flag. Get the fuck out. What actually, what should have been my first flag was when he told me that him and his wife were separated and they didn't finalize divorce because of the business. And they it was a lot of money, and they were just keeping things on paper for legal reasons, and they haven't lived together in a few years. They haven't done anything together in three years. They're just both getting their lives going and they're going separate ways and they're just being a good co-parent. And I know co-parenting exists because I see Gabby Batito's parents doing it. I know them personally. So I'm like, oh my god, like this guy's a really good dad. And that's I see I used to tell him, like, that's really cool that you guys could co-parent. Like, I love this. And he never brought me around his kids outside of business, and that's fine. I respected that. And I said, you know, but when and if the time comes, and this is really serious, like, I want to give his mother the respect by meeting her in person and have her getting to know me because I find that's very like important. That's her son, that's her baby. And if she's listening to this, he I already told her, but she's a dull or he's a dull baby. Like I'm not like, I don't get into kids. Like, I like kids, I love kids. I I just I never got like, oh my god, this kid is so cute until I saw this kid. And I'm like, I just want to hold him and snuggle him and just and I I never did, but I always wanted to, and he's just so freaking cute. But you know, there was a court order that they couldn't bring a submit, you know, a partner around the kid until they were in a serious relationship for like six months or so. So like I was like, okay, get it. And we didn't tell anybody at this business that you know we were seeing each other because we were he owned he owns it, but I was in there all the time, and we'll just say that. And I'm trying my best here not to give everything away. This is so hard. I was there all the time, and that's all I'm gonna say, and professionally, and um I didn't want to tell anybody either because I said I don't want for once in my life, because I'm such a public person, I didn't want this to be known right then. I wanted it something for myself for once that was just mine without other people's drama and bullshit. And I didn't want my work reputation, my professionalism on the line. And I know because of his name in this area, I didn't want that for him either. So we were like, okay, let's let's just be quiet and then when it becomes something serious, like we'll tell people in our own way. Well, it came out this weekend, but not in the way I wanted it to. So it was springtime. Well, let me back up. I go away for Christmas, I come home, we spend a few days, like we spent a night or two together because he just got back from a trip. And I got back from a trip on the same day. So it was like two days before New Year's Eve, and then I asked him what he was doing for New Year's Eve, and he's like, Oh, you know, I'm gonna go hang out with family with my son, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. No, he was in Atlantic City with his wife. Didn't know that until the other day. January comes. I see a picture online and she's wearing her wedding ring. And I thought, well, that's weird. Who gets cheated on and wears her wedding ring still? Two, two and a half years later, three years later. And I said to him, I go, why is she still wearing a wedding ring? And he goes, I don't know. Maybe she just wants people to know think we're still together. I really don't know why she wears it. I really can't tell you. That wasn't a good enough story uh answer for me. I knew there was more behind it, but again, I was trying to turn over a new leaf, I was turning the corner, and I was not trying to compare him to my ex. And I said, Don't question it, don't go crazy about it, don't message his message the wife, don't look like that unhinged girl, but motherfucker, I wish I did. Because I would have been right and I wouldn't have been where I'm at today. I would not be sitting doing this podcast if I said something in October. But if it wasn't me, it would have been another girl. And that I it's not my fault. Even though I feel like it's my fault, because if I would have brought it up to her out of respect and said, hey, so-and-so says you guys aren't together, but out of respect, I'm just confirming this. If I would have just done that, the three of us wouldn't be in this predicament. But again, if it wasn't me, it would have been somebody else. So like I feel like a home wrecker, and I'm not even a home wrecker. Like, I would never date someone's husband, ever. Like, ever. And he put me in this position, and I feel so bad for her. And I've been trying to help her the past few days, like giving her information without trying to like torture her with it, but she also needs to know. But this isn't her first rodeo with him. Now, like, let's rewind three years. He cheated on her with somebody else, and then that lady cheated on him. So then I guess he decides to work it out with his wife and then get two girlfriends. Because that's that's the right thing to do. So I be I've been beating myself up for the past few days because I'm just like, you know, if I knew this and I told her I'm like, I remember we're gonna refer to her as Hannah. I was like, Hannah, like, if I would have known this, I wouldn't have not I would not have done this. Like, there's no way in hell, like, no way. I I was crying. I literally like threw up because I felt like I just ruined someone's life when I didn't do anything wrong because I only did what I knew was right at the time. Like, and anybody that knows me, I've been cheated on and it's traumatized me. So I'll be damned if I put a woman through that or be a home wrecker. I'm not like that, I'm not that kind of woman. So she knows I'm not lying because timestamps match up, screenshots match up, pictures match up, timestamps match up, and then the other girlfriend's information and timestamps and photos and screenshots all match up with mine and Hannah's. So, March, I start feeling this weird thing. And like I said, I saw this girl looking at my stories, and I'm like, about call slip out said his name. I was like, asshole. I didn't really say asshole, but I was like, hey, I'm gonna ask you this, and I want you to be honest with me. Are you seeing other people? Are you dating other people? Are you sleeping with other people? No, no, and no. Okay. Are you sure? You're not lying to me. You know what I've been through. Do not push me to the point I'm warning you. You know what I dealt with with my exes, and you know how you know what he dealt with when I left him because he couldn't stop his shit. I said, and all the truth came out, and you know that I aired it out to everybody in Northeast PA. I said, so this is your warning. Apparently, he forgot everything at that moment and underestimated me. Apparently, everything just went out the window, even though he's known me for eight years. Okay. And I took him for the benefit of his doubt. I gave him the word. I said, okay, all right. And I dropped it. Old Tiff would have immediately messaged that girl and said, Why the fuck are you looking at my stuff? And I think a part of me didn't do it because I didn't want the truth, because down deep inside I felt something was off with him. He started pulling away. He started not giving me the same attention all day, every day that he did. And he started coming up with a lot of excuses on why he couldn't spend so much time with me anymore. Oh, you know, I have a kid and I have a few like businesses, and I have to go do this and do that and do this, and I don't even have time to just sit and stare at a flack screen on a TV, and the time I do have, I just want to be by myself. No, he had another girlfriend and a wife, so he had to juggle his time appropriately. So I didn't question it. I wasn't getting that like gnawing feeling in my stomach like I did with my ex before him. Like, I usually can feel it and I dream it. I actually did have a dream back in like February of him and his wife. And all that you know me out there, you know that I dream things that come true. You know, I dream of dead people, you know I dream of things that nobody else knows. And I told him about this dream when it happened, and you really didn't have much to say about it. And I should have known right then. You know, it's all looking back in hindsight of my own body and mind was giving me my answers that I didn't trust myself this time. For some reason, I didn't trust myself with him with suspecting the worst because I didn't want to repeat patterns myself. I didn't want to bring bring my own baggage and trauma into it. I wanted to give him a benefit of the doubt until I had a reason not to. So this played out and played out and played out. And then he just, you know, summer of 2024 and 2025, he kept asking me to go up somewhere with him. And I just kept, no, I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it. And then he'd want me to go to Atlantic City. I'm like, no, like, and then he sent me flowers for my birthday to work 2025. And then once I broke up with my boyfriend, he started talking to me more and like showing more interest. And then it was October 2025, so my Friday clock like decided to give him a chance. And um this went on all the way up through Friday last week. I went through a lot, so I forgot about the wife wearing the ring that just went out the window. I just stopped thinking about it. I stopped thinking about the girl watching my stories because I only saw her do it that day and never saw her do it again. Because I did tell him I said if I keep seeing her do this, I'm going to message her. And I never saw it again. And uh so I just brushed off like, oh, maybe she's just someone in the community. Cause you know, I've done podcasts, I've done food photography, and I was making up excuses because I wasn't I didn't want to believe it. But I knew down deep inside what she was doing. I just I'm like, there's no way he's not this guy. He's tiff. You're making this up in your head because you you're from you're used to abuse and cheating. So you're looking for a reason to start a fight, you're looking for a reason to not trust him. So I this time I didn't I didn't trust myself this time. And you know how scary that is because I've always trusted my instincts, I've always trusted my intuition, but this time I didn't trust me. And that's why I said number three played the game way different because I reacted differently. And that's fucking scary because I'm true to myself. I don't change for anybody. And that's I'm not saying I changed for him, but I didn't trust my own gut and instincts. I've been that way my entire life. That's how much of my guard that he brought down. That's how much of a safe space that he gave me. Now remember, f last week he thought that me saying all these nice things about him were uncomfortable. Well, wait till he hears his fucking podcast, because now he's really gonna feel uncomfortable. And that's the whole point. So now we're gonna dive into something because I wanna bru, you know, spice it up a little bit. Sorry, I'm like sweating. So last night I made myself a hits list of now that's what I call narcissism volume three. And the reason why I call it volume three is because this is the third boyfriend or man or guy in my life that has done this to me. But he played it whole other way. Why I said to the point where it made me not trust myself. That's how smooth this motherfucker is. Okay. So last night I wanted to write my own album of greatest hits. I was really upset last night. I was really mad, and I was trying to distract myself from not finding this guy and going and punching him in his face or walking into his business and making a scene or going to his house to confront him in person. And I chose not to repeat patterns of what I've done in the past because I'm no longer that person. I will not become that person, and I'm not going to be that person. I have overcome a lot, I have healed more, I have grown more, and I'm not going backwards. He's not doing that to me, and he's not going to take that away from me. Because at the end of the day, it doesn't make it doesn't do anything except make me look crazy, unhinged. And because I have a name in Northeast PA, I'm like, I'm not doing that to myself. And the best part about this was in the past, the other two guys, I had to go digging for all the answers. I had to stalk millions of girls to get my answers and ple and and piece clues together. I had to reach out and ask questions to other people. And this time, I didn't have to lift a finger. It was delivered to me on a platter of fine China. And it was like the universe, it's like the universe have seen what I've gone through the past 17 years and was like, you know what, Seth? We're gonna take one for the team for you. You've suffered enough. Here you go. But the best part is two years ago this August, a mother figure of mine, Phyllis, passed away. And she always wanted me to find the good guy. And she used to beg me to leave this other piece of shit before this piece of shit. And you're too good, you're too successful, you're too pretty, you're too good hearted for these pieces of shit. And after she died, shit hit the fan with this other one. And I can't say, like, there's no way it was a coincidence on how everything happened. I know she's got me up there. Well, two weeks ago, I went and sat with her gr at her with her grave, and I said, you know, I don't know if I'm on the right path anymore. I don't know if I should be continuing this. A few things in my life. I really need some guidance and science here. Well, about a day or two later, I'm sitting outside reading my book. It was like the 14th of June, and this blue jay squawked all day. This blue jay would not shut up. Flying back and forth, flying back and forth. And I was outside reading the book. I read a whole book in a complete day and just screaming. And I'm thinking, you know, before Phyllis died, I used to find blue jay feathers and send them to her. And then, like in a photo, and then after she died, I saw them all the time. And I'm like, this blue jay is loud and obnoxious, and it just won't shut up. Like, and I immediately thought of Phyllis. And I'm like, oh my God, she's yelling something. And my friends knew this happened in real 10 because I told them. So they know if they listen to this, I'm not lying. So, because I even set videos to as proof before everything happened after it. And the next day I was I was going to be speaking at a domestic violence event for the first time in public. And I just wanted her there so bad. And um, she showed up in in ways, and that was really cool. But to the point where somebody mentioned her name at the event, and one of the girls that spoke looks like her niece, and uh I knew she was there. But the day that I went to speak, I found out from somebody that my old piece of shit, him as girlfriend broke up. And I don't know why, I don't know how, I really don't give a fuck. But I was like, holy fuck, that was Phyllis telling me. Like, hey, like if you knew Phyllis, she was like this, I can't even explain who she was. Italian woman, 63, from the Bronx, chain smoker, had a big laugh from her belly, heart of gold, she was psychic too. She was an empath, but she'd fuck you up. Like, I've seen her be a bouncer before at bars. Like, and she's showing me photos of her hanging out with mafia guys. I don't know if I don't remember if it was the the Gotti family or I don't know, it was one of them. Yeah, back in the 70s or some shit. I'm like, well, now it all makes sense. She was at like graduations and birthday parties and wedding receptions, but um she was a special soul that I was honored to to be one of the few that really knew Phyllis and uh she always had my back and she thought of me as her daughter, and I know she loved me, but anyway, she wanted me to get the good guy. So when I find out on the 15th that those two assholes broke up, the clowns that both cheat on other people and ended up together, um home she is a homewriter because she knew I was with him and still fucked him and they were in a committed relationship the day after I left them. I'm like, are you kidding me? Oh well look, uh Tiff was right again, but I'm I'm crazy and unhinged. But uh then the that week, other shit hit the fan. And I had to cut a lot of people out of my life and a lot of people that she told me to stay away from years ago. Did it closed the door, blocked, boom, bye. Told I told lots of people to go fuck themselves, and I said, pass this screenshot around so I don't have to repeat myself. Well, apparently they thought I was kidding. So they did a smear campaign, posted screenshots. I was like, great, now I really don't have to explain myself if other people reach out. They did exactly what I wanted them to do. I didn't go and defend myself, I didn't go and do a smear campaign back, I didn't, you know, text them. I just walked away, and that was the end of it. Like eight years of being friends with these people, and I just closed the door like they never existed because I got to a point with them all that they've they disappointed me so much. I just I was done. And when when Tiff Klein gets to a point where she's done, she's done. And that's it. And guess who's there now? I'm raising my hand and you can't see me. So I promise this is going somewhere. Week after that, I get an email from somebody saying they had to let me go of something that I was working on. And I'm not going into detail, but views didn't align anymore. You know, shook hands, banked each other, went on our separate ways. Okay, so we have that. So that's that. Then last week, the day before my birthday, my ex decides to stalk me on social media. So I take a photo and then I tag his name in it, and then I put it back in my story so he knows that I see him and said, I guess it's time to make another police report. And since I tagged him, it went to his Facebook Messenger. Well, then guess who's blocked now? I I'm blocked. Even though I was the one being stalked, I'm now blocked because he knows that he he knows now that I see it. And this isn't the first time. I have screenshots for the whole past year, and I've just been saving documents and sending the police station because eventually he's gonna fuck up enough and that's gonna be the end of it. So I him and his girlfriend both did it to me. Like I was just screenshot after screenshot after screenshot. I'm like, even she's in on it? Like, how fucked up are you? Like, you're helping your boyfriend stalk his ex. Like, what the fuck? And then she went to court with him and supported him while he got a PFA handed to him, and then goes with him when he violated it because they drove by my friend's house and harassed and stalked me, and then she showed up to support him again, like two clowns. Anyway, that happens. I have a really good birthday. I wake up, my parents send me flowers, I go to one of my favorite restaurants and have my favorite cake and strawberry cake or strawberry icing. The staff sings to me, and that's all I'm gonna say about that business. You guys can all put your own clues together. Okay, square one. I go, I have a great day. I'm working from home, I'm making sales, fantastic. I do my podcast, I send him the nice words I send about him, don't hear anything. Friday I said, Did you like what I said said about you? Or like, are you mad? And he's like, it made me uncomfortable and my walls are back up again. I wish you could see my face right now, because it's looking up like squinting my eyes and scrunching my face, like I'm o okay. And it really just ate at me all day. So I flew into him and I'm like, the only reason why this would make you uncomfortable is if you were hiding something and those things I say about you aren't true. So I let it go until the next day, and I texted him and I said, So did you take the time to figure out? Because what he had told me was, well, it feels like you're forcing this to go faster or some shit. And I said, he goes, I don't know. And he I said, No, I was saying very kind words about you. You know, I've only been dating you and sleeping with you for 10 months, so you know, I thought at this point it could start coming out. Like, so I got really upset, flow into him because I had enough of the gaslighting, and he knows my ex used to hide me. Now, again, remember, I also chose to stay quiet in this situation. I should have told the staff, I should have told people that he worked with from the beginning because they also told me the other day, they said, if we knew you were seeing him, we would have said, Tiff, fucking run. He's been this way for 20 years and more. The one time I don't trust myself, someone gets over on me. And if that ain't happening again. The next time someone says that they're married and separated, I'm going right to the wife and I'm going to say, hey, out of respect, I'm seeing this guy, your husband. He says you're not together, are you? Out of respect for you, and I'm doing it. I don't give a fuck. I don't care. Because then it's I'm helping me and I'm helping the wife if something's going on. So then I'm minding my own. I'm working on a podcast that I interviewed someone the night before. This was this past Friday, the 26th of June, and I get this Instagram follow request. Now, my Instagram's usually private, and I look, and you'll never believe who it is. It's the girl that was watching my stories in March. My flags went the fuck up. I screenshotted it, I sent it to him, and I said, You have one second to tell me why she's looking at or she's following my page. Silence. He knew in that moment he was fucked. Because I told him the last time, if she does this to me one more time, I'm messaging her. So I messaged her and I said, Hey, you follow the so-and-so page, right? And she's like, Yeah, and she's like, I've been dating him for a few months. And I was like, I'm sorry. She's like, Yeah, I've been dating him for a few months. And I'm like, Okay, well, I've been dating him since October. So and she's like, Oh my god. I'm like, oh my god. And then she told me everything. So remember when I said he started pulling away in like spring of 2026, he started getting really weird. That's when he met her. And then he started taking her to Atlantic City and started seeing her on certain nights of the week. Meanwhile, he's still juggling his wife and his his relationship with her, and then, you know, he he told me he was going to therapy once a week. Well, he forgot to leave the part out where he's been going to marriage counseling with her once a week for two and a half years. That's how to the level that this guy goes. He forgot to mention all of that to me. You know, I thought that, you know, maybe with their dynamic, he made a mistake, but he seemed like he really felt like he fucked up his family. And he's like, I'll never do it again. Like, I destroyed my kids' lives, I destroyed my marriage, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And I'm like, I always think a cheater is always a cheater, but like sometimes I feel like once in a blue moon, there's somebody that's like, I really did fuck up and I will not do it again. And they go through, you know, hell on earth to prove it. And uh I said, he's the guy that he's the guy that is, he's going to therapy, he's going to the gym, he's putting his kids first, he's doing everything right. He's co-parenting. I'm like, he's he's and he he seemed remorseful, you know. So that's how he swooped me in and and made me fall for all this shit. Because I felt bad for him. But I also didn't feel like I needed to fix him. And usually I'm a fixer. And for him, I was like, no, like he has his own shit. I have my own shit. So he uh he gets my text Saturday, the 27th of June, and finally calls me. And I scream. My neighbors probably were like, what? Because they never hear me. I'm so quiet, I'm like a mouse. My windows were open. I lost my voice. I was screaming so much. And he had no remorse, no guilt, no shame, no nothing. It was just like, you're right. This is how he said it. You're right, Tiv. You're right, I'm wrong. I'm sorry. I don't know what else you want me to say. Me screaming at him more, and then he goes, Well, the damage is done now. There's nothing I can do to fix it. Basically, like, oh well, get the fuck over it. It happened, it's not my problem. You deal with it. I'm not. I mean, that's literally how it came off. So that of course that makes me even more mad. So I'm like, why couldn't you tell me the truth when I asked you if you're dating or sleeping with somebody else? Because you know what I've been through in the past, and I thought we were only seeing each other. You know what he says? I didn't know how. I said, fuck. I said, are you three years old? You didn't know how. I said, it's simple. You to just tell the truth. I said, you fucked with the wrong woman. I said, you saw what I went through with my exes. I said, you know I'm a whistleblower, and you know I will tell everybody everything because that's who I am. I do not look the other way. So my triggers are done, and I'm a toxic texter when I'm pissed off and I'm going in a spiral because I just want to lash out. So I'm blowing his phone up, and I'm working on that, guys, with my therapist, but that's as that as it gets me. Toxic texting when I get like that. So he starts just giving me the silent treatment, which he knows triggers me even more. So instead of like trying to explain himself or like even trying to, you know, take accountability, it's just nothing. Like, oh well, sucks for you, Tiff. I mean, that's that's exactly how it came off. I don't know what you want me to do. I can't do anything to help you. Sorry you're sad, but I can't do anything about it. I was shattered, and then Sunday I was shocked, and then Monday I was angry, Tuesday I was manic, and today I was depressed. So I've gone through the emotions already a lot faster than usual. And it could be because it wasn't that long, but I hadn't also known him for eight years. So I'm like, there's layers to unpack here because now I have to lose my best friend, I have to lose a professional relationship, I have to lose someone I looked at as a romantic interest, somebody I loved. Now I have to lose other things that came with it, and I'm like, great, he fucks up and I have to suffer. Like always. Welcome to Tiff Klein's world. Other people do shitty things and Tiff has to feel with it. So I I held back and I said, I'm not gonna slander him, I'm not gonna bash him, I'm not gonna post him publicly, I'm not gonna message people, I'm not doing it this time. I just I refuse. I'm not doing it. I already had enough information, I didn't need any more. Well, it's now Wednesday, and I'm still getting new information from two people. Not only the girl who messaged me and said she's been dating him, but also been in contact with his wife. She messaged me, yeah. So I wasn't going to reach out to her until I had 100% proof of everything that was gonna go on, or until she heard enough and she came to me. I did not want to disrupt her life, I did not want to disrupt her son's life, and I told him I'm not gonna be the one to reach out. But if she reaches out, I'm telling her the truth. And that's exactly what happened. She reached out to me after this other girl reached out to her, and I started selling her screenshots and started telling her everything. And we just we discovered that a lot of this he would see me on the days that she was working, and he would see her on the night she had off, and then somehow squeezed this other one in, but somehow FaceTimed his wife all the time, but somehow always had me at his apartment, but somehow always had the other girl at his apartment and uh did this for three years. Now, with me for 10 months, with his wife for the past three years, he's been cheating on her that we know of. And I mean, I'm sure this is this happened while they were together and she didn't even know it because you don't just wake up and decide to cheat one day. And from what I've heard from somebody else, he's been like this for 20-some years, so he's probably been doing this since before he even met her, and then when he met her, he was probably cheating on her the whole time anyway. So, and I'm not doing this to embarrass her or humiliate her. I'm teaching people on this is how good that these people are, and I do hope she listens to me and runs and goes and finds someone who respects her and loves her and desires her and loves her and is safe for her. I I wish that. I hope, I hope me talking to her because I've been in her shoes. I've been there. And I said, I'm here if you want to talk, call me, meet up in person, if you want me to answer the same question a million times because your brain can't process it. I will. I've been through it, but he's not going to change. He has shown you who he is. And I said, and listen to me. I was like, it took me a long time to get to this side of it. And that reminds me, like, two weeks ago, I was sitting there going, like, I don't understand why God keeps putting me through this, like stress with men and blah, blah, blah. But for the past two, three years, I've been an advocate, like a voice for domestic violence. And I become a big if I say something, I'm gonna see, or if I see something, I'm gonna say something, I'm not looking the other way. Like, I'm not staying silent to keep somebody else comfortable. I refuse. So I've been through all of this, and I'm like, I'm not gonna let her go through this alone. I'm not, because when it happened to me, nobody said shit until I broke up with them. Then everything came out of the woodwork. No, no, I'm giving her everything right now. I gave her everything that I could screenshots, messages, timelines, nights I was with him, that he was with therapy. Like he was with therapy at her, and then right after I'd be with him. He had the time on this so down to a second, perfect, that he was able to juggle her, me, and this other one since March. Me and the and the wife since October, and God knows who else was in or around me and this girlfriend and the wife before, after enduring. Like, who knows? I'm sure there are more. I guarantee you there are more, and I'm guarantee you it's gonna come out because with my investigative skills, I will find out. And he knows this. And I don't really have to do anything, it's just I'm so good at what I do, and no one ever gets by gets things by me most of the time. I'm like I said, he did. He made me not trust my own gut, but it doesn't mean that I'm not so good at finding shit out. Now that like now I know like I already found something else out, so I gave it to his wife. I'm like, oh, here you go. He has a Tinder profile. Oh, here you go. He's he's all over this girl's photos on Instagram. Here you go. But it was a shock. Like, I feel like I got my wife is turned upside down, and like I feel like I shouldn't even be complaining. Like, I can't feel I I can't even imagine his wife. And he hid me and this other girlfriend from certain people. He and only brought his wife around those people. And then he only brought his girlfriends around certain people, but not his wife. So all these people, some of them never crossed paths with us, and some of them never crossed paths with either of us, and some of them never crossed paths with the wife. So he strategically brought us around certain people at certain times, so nobody saw us with him around the same time that he just saw those other people, if that makes sense. Like this one group of people knew about her, this one group of people knew about the wife, and this one group of people they didn't know about me because I never said anything. And I I almost was gonna start saying things to certain people in like April, and I was dealing with shit, and he was dealing with shit with work, and I'm like, all right, it's just not time yet. And I was just gonna casually bring it up to a few of them. I'm like, oh, by the way, and I just because I really wanted to see their reaction, and I didn't want to be quiet about it anymore, but I kept God, I wish I said something because that would have been around the time he had his other girlfriend, and around the time that he was swoon swooning his wife still. And again, I keep blaming myself, but if it wasn't me, it would have been somebody else. It doesn't matter how these pieces of shit are. So, but for once, like I'm always a public person, and the one time I go quiet, this is what happens to my life. And it's just like I will never go private again, I will never trust a man again. And when a man says he's married and separated, I'm going right to the life, and the story done. So, and I'm never not trusting myself again. And there were some other things he had said, you know, I like I don't like people knowing my business. And that was like a classic line my ex used to use because that's what he just liked to live up the private life because he had set like different lives going on that nobody knew about. That right there, I am just so shocked that I didn't run when he said that. And this was like way early in the beginning, because that aggravated the fuck out of me all the time with my ex. I don't like people know my business. Like he could get a flat tire and he'd get pissed off if you told somebody. And it just aggravated me. So I was so surprised, but I was looking at it from another angle because he's a big successful businessman in Northeast PA. So I'm like, okay, I get it because like he does have an actual reputation to protect. And if it doesn't work out with us, then we don't have to explain ourselves to anybody, blah, blah, blah. And I'm just not ready to make anything public or anything. So I'm gonna be quiet and whatever. So I have talked to the girlfriend, I have talked to the wife, I have talked to a few of I don't know the word, let's say, mutual contacts, we'll leave it at that, who all told me the same thing. He's been like this for 20 years, he's never changed, he's never gonna. He tried calling me Monday, and I said, if I answer this phone, I'm going to leave work and I'm gonna come to where you are, I'm gonna punch you right in your fucking face. He hasn't called me since. I've tried calling, I left him plenty of voicemails screaming till I lost my voice again. Because when I'm get like that, there's no stopping me until I get it out of my system. So, and it takes a lot to get me there. But when I warned these motherfuckers over and over and over and over and over and over for years, don't push me to that point. And he knew too. He knew not to push me. Then it's game over for everybody, and then you really want to play victim, now you're really gonna cry about it. So, hence is why I'm doing this podcast. Two, I gotta get this anger out, and what better way than talk about it and just get it out? Because it's no different than me telling my therapist, and it can help other people out there because I know I'm not feeling when dealing with it. With this shit. So he deserves to be humiliated. He deserves disrespect. That's my slogan on True Crime with Tiff Klein. I give criminals the disrespect they deserve. So on this one, we're gonna give cheaters the disrespect they deserve. Cheating is a big thing for me. Not everybody gets so upset about it, but I go into a blind rage. Like I it's just the biggest thing you can do to disrespect a woman. I'm or and a man, women cheat too. So it's been rough because I have to navigate peeling back eight years. Was the friendship real? Was everything he ever said real? Was a business professional real? Or did he do it just to eventually just get a piece of ass? Was the nice gestures before we eat like for years before we even became a thing? Was that just him buttering me up, trying to get get to me? Like I don't know. I don't know what's real and what's not. And his wife doesn't know. And I said, Well, there's no reason to sit and think about it because everything he said has been a complete lie. So everything's a lie. There's no truth in any of it. Because even if there is a little bit of truth, there's more lies in that truth. So it doesn't matter. And you know, I hope, I hope she files for divorce. I'm rooting for, man, I'm rooting for whatever she's gotta do, but she deserves somebody better. And I was really beating myself up, like, well, what did I have that this other girl didn't have? You know, I'm a redhead, I'm not the skinniest girl, I'm not a Barbie doll, I don't wear high heels on the boardwalk, I don't have all these fancy designer clothes, I don't do my makeup. I'm a casual girl, and this other girl's like a trophy wife Barbie. And like I'm looking at her and I'm just like, well, no wonder. So I asked him, he's like, has nothing to do with that. And I'm like, no, nothing. And he goes, no. Because down deep inside it doesn't have anything to do with how we look. It has to do with how he feels about himself, and he needed an ego boost. So he has the wife, he has the girlfriend on the on the side, me, who's the casual, laid-back, fun, goofy, successful woman, and then he has the trophy wife. But he can go out a night in the town like his Guma, like he's a fucking Tony Soprano, and have a have a trophy wife on his arm to make himself feel better. She doesn't know at that time, like this whole time for three months. She doesn't know he's he's dating me, and I didn't know he was dating her. And that's very uh lots of information. And then it you guys probably think, like, wow, Tiff, like, don't say that about yourself. I don't care because I'm a transparent person. Like, I don't care. This is what he did, and I I am hell bent on teaching motherfuckers a lesson. I'm hell bent on being a mirror for people. I'm hell belt bent on helping people by being honest. And if this podcast helps somebody get up gets out of a relationship like this, then putting my vulnerability out there and my my personal things, I'm okay with because I'm not embarrassed. I have nothing to be embarrassed about. I have nothing to feel ashamed about. I didn't I didn't whack his home. I didn't whack his marriage. He did that, not me. I didn't know they were still together. I thought they were literally just co-parenting. And I asked him, I'm like, well, do you have feelings for him? Do you want to get back together? No, nothing like that. Okay, well, next time I'm not gonna listen to a man when he says that, and I'm just gonna go right to the wife and get my honest answer. So, yeah, apparently two and a half years of going to marriage counseling every week, he's still cheating on her. He sounds like he needs a new therapist. I think he needs to be submitted into a psych ward. So uh now that I have all the information, I had let a group of people know what was going on, all in a group text with him in it, before my name could get slammed through the mud and have rumors made up and have myself look like a clown or dirty secret. And I was honest, I was polite, I wasn't unhinged, I told them my facts and truth, but I said, You want more, you can talk to him. Just enough to they knew that he is a flying ball. And then I hear from one of them go, Oh, it doesn't surprise anybody. These people knew he cheated on his wife and didn't tell tell her. So do you think if he knew if they knew it again, they were gonna tell us now? Or tell her now? No. No. So it wouldn't even matter that I messaged any of them. Now they're all watching my stories, though. That's even better. Like, I love when people like don't think I can see them. Guys, my Facebook is set up as a digital creator. When you look at my page and you're not my friend or a follower, it will literally say to me, non-follower, under your name. I know you're coming to my page specifically to spy on me because you don't follow me. So, like, I'm telling you right now, and if I keep saying the same names over and over and over and over, I'm going to put a harassment charge on you because I'm tired of this shit. I shouldn't have to hide on social media because other people's shitty actions. I shouldn't have to hide because other people can't keep their dick in their pants. I shouldn't have to hide because people can't obey the law and file a PFA, but they want to violate it. No. And if you don't like what you're reading in the comments, then stay the fuck off my page. If you don't like my stories and you think that it's attacking your character or somebody you know, then stay the fuck off my page and you won't have this problem. So this podcast, I'm gonna be very transparent. This is the one where I'm gonna be just me. My true crime one is me, but it's more sensitive because I talk about a lot of sensitive cases. This one, nah. We're pulling off, we're gonna pull a Nancy Grace on this one. We're gonna be raw, ruthless, transparent, and that is how it's gonna go. So I have the information, the wife has the information, the other girlfriend has the information, and we're all like, we should all like show up somewhere at a certain place at the same time where he's at. Where like we know where he's gonna be, like, because we all know him. And we're like, we should do that. We should just go have lunch and be like, why should we hide and feel ashamed? Like, he looks like the f idiot, not us. I just think that's like the ultimate power move for women. And uh, he hasn't answered me. The last I heard from him was yes, dude. No, two days ago, when he goes, sorry, Tiff, I really mean it. Yeah, you weren't sorry when I did know. So I have just gone off and gone off and gone off and gone off. I've gotten more information. He saw my Facebook messages, hasn't responded. The last he saw today was around one, two o'clock, and I said, Oh, by the way, your daughter, her friends are watching my stories because I could see their uniforms. I'm like, so your daughter definitely knows. And you can tell your some of your colleagues to stop looking at my page too, because I can see them. And then he stopped reading because I can't see his I can't see his profile picture under the messages anymore. So that was like the last. So now he knows his daughter knows, and I hope he feels disgusted with himself because that's the example he's setting for his daughter. That's the example he's setting for his son. He destroyed his family, then cried about it in public for three years, and he's still destroying them. He's not going to change ever. Like ever. He's never going to change. He's been this way his whole life. You're all he's he's almost 50. And that's the sick part. Like these men don't stop. I don't know what the fuck happened to them in their life to where they still have to act like they're 15 years old and they don't know right from wrong. No, actually, let me rephrase that. They know right from wrong. They choose not to be right, they choose to make bad, poor decisions and then blame everybody else. So that's where I'm at. And that's how I became the side girlfriend with a guy who has a wife and another girlfriend. And there's a lot more to it, but I can't really say because I'll be giving away who it is, and I don't want the other people involved targeted or humiliated any more than they are. So I'm walking a very fine line here. Um, I think I've given you enough if you know me personally. If you know me personally, you'll figure it out. But if you are just a listener and you don't know who I am, obviously you're you don't know who it's gonna be. But for those in this area that know me and know who I've been dating and seeing since October and know places I go and frequent, you'll put two and two together. And I hope you do. And if you reach out and ask me, I'll tell you the truth. I'm not gonna say on my podcast, but if you're like, hey, is it this person? I'm gonna go, yep, I don't have nothing to hide. Again, I'm not I'm not protecting his reputation because he decided to be a piece of shit. My motto, and you're gonna hear it a lot here on Turning the Corner, if you don't want per people to think you're a shitty piece of shit, then don't be a piece of shit. It's that simple. It's that simple. And you know, he used to make these remarks going, I don't want to be about what another one of those guys you post about, because I I post about narcissism and abuse, this, that, and the other. And I said, okay, well, it's simple, then just don't be them. I guess that was too hard of a concept because that's who he is. You know, he's like, I don't do well with conflict, but he sure as hell knows how to create conflict. You know, it's well, I wanted to reach out, but I didn't know what to say. You know, that's just you you didn't want to reach out because you knew you're gonna be held accountable. Like there's always I always have a back comment for you. Like, you're not going to bullshit me, you know. And I just, you know, his I know it's gonna happen, I know how he's gonna react. And I already told his wife and my therapist, I'm like, I'm gonna screenshot it right now, and I'm gonna tell you this is exactly what's gonna happen. And I'm I gave like a timeline too, because I was right with about my ex with this one too. My therapist watched, and I was always a step ahead, and he's like, Holy shit. And I was like, These narcissists repeat patterns. You learn their body language, their vocabulary, the timing, time of day, what times of day they're more stressed in, when times they're not. Um, they're the things that they do through the week, certain obligations, and you just know. So I've already told some people, and I was just like, just wait, this is what's gonna happen. And I can't wait to say, told ya, just like I did with the last one and the one before that, because he thinks I'm stupid. Like he blocks me on Instagram, but not Facebook. What? I'm like, who you hiding on Instagram? I was like, what do you block me from Instagram so I can't go down your list and see all the girls you follow? Because so you can work it out with your wife and then go hug your side gumas. Don't worry. I'm a social media manager, Northeast PA. I know loopholes. I know how to see stuff. I will find it, I will see it, and I will send it to his wife. I don't care. Because when I went through this, nobody helped me. Nobody sent me stuff when it was happening to me, and I'm not gonna sit back and do it to another woman. I don't care. I don't care if I love her husband. She knows I don't I would never be a homewrecker, but now he's disgusted me and he's evil. And it is weird to tell someone's wife that you love her husband and you're gonna have to heal from this too. I mean, that's a screwed-up, that's a fucked up conversation to have to have with somebody. Like, I'm sorry, like I love your husband, and you know, I feel I feel just as bad for you. And like you won't want to be the victim because you're I don't, I didn't want to be like, oh my god, I'm so heartbroken and devastated to her because I'm like, well, fuck, she's the wife. And she doesn't want to hear that another woman has these feelings for her husband who's he's been intimate with and had a separate life with for 10 months. Like, so imagine me trying to have this conversation with the wife. And I'm just like, so we're both like sick to our stomach, but I'm like, I'm sorry, but like you have to know this stuff. Like you reached out to me, I'm gonna tell you that I need to give you all the truth because I don't want you, I want you to have all the facts. So when you make a decision on what you're gonna do, you know you have what you need to make the right decision. And whatever decision that is for her is on her. I just know for me, I've been through this rodeo and I know that ain't gonna change. That's he's gonna keep doing this to her the rest of her life. And in 20 years, she's gonna wake up 20 years older and be regretting every second of it. So I know because I lived it twice already and wasted almost 20 years of my life. So it's really unfortunate that I lost my best friend, I lost a business associate, I lost someone I loved. But at the end of the day, I didn't lose them. They lost me. I just have to let go of what we had. And he has to sit with the guilt of over a good-hearted person and well, his wife too. But uh, I hope it eats at him. And he should be very ashamed of himself. He's a sociopath, he's a narcissist, he's a gaslighting, manipulative fuck. He's he likes to buy people things and bribe them for love with money. He's a serial cheater. He's a sex addict, he's void. He's evil. Nobody sits and can live a separate three separate lives for three years and probably have he probably has ten separate lives, because we don't know about the other girls yet, but they'll come out because I will do my true crime investigative skills. I will find them, I promise. And uh I I'm going to keep saying stuff to his wife. I don't care. I don't care. And I told her that. She knows, she knows. She's like, okay, thank you. Like, I'm not, I don't care if it's a year from now. And if if I hear I'm sending it to her just so I can say, told you he wasn't gonna change. Like, I don't care. So I just wanted to shine light on that asshole because he really just fucked up three three women. I mean, again, she the wife has a long, they've been together a long time. She has a lot more to deal with and process and unpack than I do. I mean, I have eight years of I have years of friendship and professionalism and one almost one year of romanticism. I can get through this. It's losing my best friend, is is the harder part for me. And then this other girl he met a few months ago, I mean, she had feelings for him. She liked him. She's gonna heal the way she needs to heal, and I feel sorry for her too. She should be happy that she doesn't have years and years and years with him like we did, but it doesn't make it any worse or better for her because she was still a victim in this. And thank God for her. Thank God for her being a girl's girl and saying something. She saw something and said something, and now the truth is out, and this man's life is destroyed. And you guys can sit and go, people need to mind their own business. See what happens when you say, no, this is exactly what the fuck should happen. Don't want people to know you're a shitty person, don't do shitty things. Why should we look the other way and let him continue this war path of destroying his wife, destroying his kids, and then if we're every other girl that comes into his life? No. This is how change is made, ladies and gentlemen. You stand up for what the fuck is right, regardless of how people are gonna judge you for it. I don't care. I don't care if people judge me for for sending his wife stuff. She asked me information, I gave it to her. I'm not gonna hide. I have nothing to hide. I have nothing to be ashamed of. And if she if I find more stuff, she's gonna keep getting it. Just like last night, I found a Tinder profile, she got it. I found screenshots or I found a profile of a girl he's been blowing up on social. Screenshot it, send it to her. I will keep delivering it to her on a silver platter, and I don't want anything in return. I just want her to get some love and self-respect and have the courage and strength to leave this motherfucker. And I hope her the best. And I'm here if she needs me, and she knows that, but now I have to heal too. I can't heal her and me and him and everybody else. Like now I have to heal me because I lost my best friend. I lost somebody that's been in my life every single day for the past eight years. And like I said, there's a lot of dynamics to it. So I want to leave this podcast off. And I like I said, I could say a lot more, but if I say any more, it's gonna target certain people, and I don't want others humiliated. I don't want to be accused of slander, which you can only get in trouble for slander if it's not or if it's actually false. When you say facts, they actually do they don't it doesn't hold nothing court, FYI. That's the only way like you know, guys, I'm an insurance agent. Do you guys know you can buy in insurance for slander? Like if you slander somebody, you can have insurance coverage. So if you have to go to court, it will pay for it. Anything that you have to pay out. Did you guys know that? I didn't until I got this job. But that's besides the point. It's not slander if you're telling facts and have the facts to back it up. And it's not defamation if you don't use first and last name. I've been through all this with the courts, so buddy, if you're listening, good luck. You don't use first and last names. And most of the time, anything that's posted on social media or public platforms can't be held in the court of law because it's public access for everybody. And like I said, it can't be slander if I have facts and proof to back it up. And it's a public platform, so why not? Why not make a podcast? Maybe it'll help somebody else tonight. And there's nothing better than for once in my life being the girl who could sit back and have everything handed to her. And it all came down, and everything I was right about, I was right about the whole time anyway. And I will never distrust myself ever again, ever, ever. And I said that the last time. I was like, I'm always gonna follow my intuition, and I didn't, and I will. So fuck men, fuck these pieces of shit. I hope this wife gets I don't know the word. I hope she divorces him and moves on with her life. She takes him for everything he has, and I hope he's miserable. He reminds me of Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh. Okay. Like when he gets in his moves, but I hope that I hope she heals, and I hope she knows that I'm here, and I hope she knows that she's not alone, and I know how hard it is, and she's pretty. She's so pretty, and she's a good person, and she's sweet, and she's a good mom, and she's a good worker, she's a good person, and she's a good wife. She's just with the wrong person. So I wanted to end this episode with a greatest hits album of narcissism that I wrote last night in my time of distress. I just wanted to be honest, as I as I usually do. I thought maybe this might help people because people read this and they're like, oh my god, that's so true. You nailed it. Oh yeah, I've lived it three times. So, ladies, I have a PSA announcement. The soundtrack to That's What I Call Narcissism, Volume 3. And it's volume three because he's number three. So I decided to release some greatest hits. I hope you can vibe. Don't miss hot hits like, I don't know, or believe what you want. Nothing else I can say you'll believe anyway. Or one of my favorites, everything's my fault. I guess I'm a piece of shit. In other playing the victim favorites, like, I'm not good with conflict, but I sure know how to create it. No one knows what goes on inside my head and what I have to deal with, but it's exhausting having a wife and two girlfriends. You tried juggling a few businesses with a toddler and make time for someone. I don't have time for you tonight. I have to entertain my other girlfriend because my wife is working, is what he really means. I just don't have time for myself. What he really means is, but what I really mean is I'm entertaining multiple women and that's why I don't have a lot of time. It's a lot to carry multiple women at once without getting caught. Another hot single is I cheated on my wife when the woman I cheated on with my wife with turned around and cheated on me. Now the world is out to get me. I destroyed my family and now I have to get myself good. I owe it to them and me. But what he really means is in the meantime, I'm still gonna lie, cheat, and put women through hell to satisfy myself. The exact reasons why I got myself into this problem, that's everyone else's fault and why Tiff is talking about me on our podcast. Another one, let me take you to AC and spoil you because you deserve a smile on your face. Meanwhile, his wife's at home who believes they're working out their marriage after he cheated on her and they'd be going to marriage counseling every week for the past two and a half years. Yep, that's that's real. That's happening, guys. That somebody is actually doing that to their wife. And don't forget the classics like I'm not like other guys. A good guy is right in front of your face and you don't even see him. Let me see what's going on before I commit to plans. Everything is my ex's fault. Sometimes I just disappear and go distant because I just need to sit and not think about anything. What he really means is, little do you know I'm plotting and planning how I can keep a wife and two girlfriends while finding more to feed my ego on the side and see how long I can keep this going without getting caught. I don't know if that'll show up on the dash screen in your car if the song was playing, but the next one is I don't know why my wife still wears her wedding ring. I guess she just wants people to think we're still together. What he really means is I told her we're we are still together, and I but I still cheat on her and tell her tell her I love her so I keep her hooked. In the newest single by the guys who lie and cheat, my absolute favorite line from a narcissist, I don't like people knowing my business. Ladies, when a guy says this, before stump and run. I'm telling you, I dealt with this over and over and now this now this is the last time. I hear it next time, and I'm literally never speaking to that person again. I don't like people knowing my business. I don't like people knowing my private life, I don't like people knowing anything about me. That's because you have something to hide, motherfucker. Just like this motherfucker who's hid his life three different lives for three years, and probably more girls, and probably a lot longer. Next person that says, I don't like people when they might know in my business is because I know right then and there they're telling me exactly who the fuck they are. They don't like people knowing that they're a piece of shit and living a private life. That's what they mean, people, when they say this. And you hear how triggered I get because I've heard this over and over and over. I don't like people knowing my business. Like, go live in another country then with boin cloths and beat on a drum. Like, get the fuck out of here. We live in a world of social media, but you don't care that you're on Tinder when you have a wife? That you don't you don't want people knowing your business, but you put up a dating profile for everybody to see on Tinder, but you don't want your wife to know where your girlfriend. I'm really confused there. Like that one really gets me. It's like you want a private life, but you put yourself on a dating app where everybody in this area knows that you have a wife. Please make that make sense. Then my personal favorite song that I don't have copyrights to is Cellblock Tango from the Broadway hit Chicago. He had it coming. He had it coming. He only had himself to blame. That song. That is my number one song. That's my dedication to these narcissists. So that's like on the B side track. That's like the bonus song you get. And you have to when you like have to fast forward the song real quick because it's hidden in there in the end. That's my that's my song for you, motherfucker. The the one that this podcast is about. Go go dance on with the cell block tango. And I used to say to him, You like your cake and eat it too. You get so mad. So that I knew. I knew down deep inside. I knew this was happening and I was blind to it. But I also actually did not think he was this guy. I was I'm in such shock right now and disgust. I'm shattered. I'm heartbroken, I'm devastated, I'm sick, I'm exhausted, I'm hurt. I really didn't think he was this guy. And I hate that I got to this point. I hate him for having me feel like this. I hate him for doing everything he did to me, but he's gotta deal with his own shit. He's gotta clean up his and his reputation now and explain himself to all these people he just made a fool of himself too. He's gonna know that everybody in the area now knows that he's a two-timing asshole who fucked around on his wife three years ago, got fucked over on with that same girl that he cheated on her with, and then has been cheating on his wife still, going to marriage counseling every week with her, and then having two girls' friends on the side. That's what he has to deal with. He has to walk into work and people see him. He has to walk to bring his kid to his mom's, and he has to see his baby mama. He has to face this every day. And what's the best cherry on the cake? My mom grew up in Jersey. She messaged him today. She sleeves in Ohio because she knows what I've been through, and she she saw right through his bullshit months ago when I sent her a picture. And she knew I had to find out for myself. She was gonna tell me stuff just by his just by his photo. And every time she tries to interfere, I'm like, shut up, mom, you don't know him, you don't know him. Well, this time she knew him and she doesn't even live here. She met him once a few years ago. But I have to get the tattoo on my forehead that says, you know, my mom was always right. I should have listened to my mom. That's what it is. Because my mom's always you should have listened to your mom. Like, yeah, I should have. But she didn't give me Site this time because she knew I needed to find out for myself, and which was probably the best for both of us. And I'm glad it ended up that way. But she had my back. This other girl, I just want to thank and hug, and she just saved me from another year of trauma that was going to come. It hurts right now. It sucks. It's brutal. I'm devastated. I'm heartbroken. I'm just confused. I'm shocked. But it would have been a lot worse down the road. So I'm thankful for her. And just remember, there are eight different types of narcissists. I dealt with the overt, charming trickster, and the covert. Just because you dealt with one doesn't mean you know how to deal with all of them. They all play their own game, they all wear their own mask, and they all know how to manipulate. But they watch, they learn, they study, they plot, they plan, then they attack. They're evil, they're malicious. They s these people actually sit and plan out how they're going to hurt people. I mean, that that's how freaking sick these individuals are. So I hope I gave you a crash course. I could do multiple episodes. And I maybe I'll do like eight episodes of different narcissism, but my throat hurts. I've been talking a lot. It's hot. I hope I gave you an insight on what narcissism is and abuse without someone leaving their hands on you. I hope I gave this asshole the disrespect he deserves. I hope his wife heals and finds better for herself and loves herself and self-respect and leaves and divorces him and takes him for everything he has. I hope his kids see him for who the fuck he really is. I hope his reputation is ruined because he deserves it. He did he did all of this himself. People can get mad and say you can't get on a podcast, you're starting shit talking about him. Or get mad at this other girl for messaging people because we start now we're gonna look like we're shit starters. No, we're actually decent human beings because while you sit around and watch him do this and don't even tell his wife or tell the other girlfriends, you're the problem too. That's that's where I stand on that. So I'm not a shit starter. This other girl's not a shit starter, the wife's not a shit starter. We're honest, genuine, transparent people. We're not fake. We care about people because we've had this done to us before. And I'll be damned on the sit back and watch somebody else go through what I did because I know how much this is breaking the wife. So now I'm on a mission to protect the wife. That's how much of a good person I am that I'm heartbroken, that a guy I loved and had had a bond with for eight years fucked his wife over and I'm trying to help her. That's the that's who I am, ladies and gentlemen. That's who I am as a person. Because now I'm like, fuck me. Like, I'll get through this. I'm gonna help her. And that's my duty. I feel like I need to. I feel like I've been put in this position in my life because of all this domestic violence and cheating advocacy I've been doing. I had to go through it myself so I can help other people. Guess what? My time has come, motherfuckers, and I'm gonna help her as much as I can. But again, at the end of the day, she's her own person. She's gonna do what she feels is right for her. I'm not judging her. I'm not going to, you know, talk about her. I'm not good at I've been there. I know how hard it is to leave. It's hard. When you're trauma bonded like that, it's it's hard. And at a kid in the picture, it's even harder. So no judgment for me. I'm just hoping that she does leave him. But if she stays with him and I see him doing it to more girls, I'll just keep sending it to her. And then maybe one day she'll finally leave. So I've got her back now. So so whoever wants to call us shit starters that we ruin people's lives and ruin families, no. This guy did it. He's the problem. He's at fault because if he didn't do any of this, this wouldn't be happening. We're all victims in this. We are all victims, and he is the problem, not us. And we're not gonna feel ashamed and we're not gonna feel dirty, and we're not gonna feel embarrassed, we're not gonna feel humiliated, and we're not gonna feel like we did something wrong. No, because we're honest, we're real people. He's not. This is his fault. And if he didn't want people knowing about it, he should have never fit. And on that note, I am out. Guys, don't forget to subscribe, Apple, Spotify, iHeart, YouTube, and all your other favorite podcasts. Go follow me on Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok. Turning the corner for a better tomorrow and turning the corner with clients corner. Thank you for letting me just get all that off my chest because this is healing for me. Sometimes I do a podcast just because I need to get shit out. My therapist isn't available 24-7, but just me talking about this and processing it out loud, that's how I heal by talking about it. So if I have to sit and do a podcast and talk to myself, I'm good with that. And I thank you if you made it this far. I love you for it. I thank you for it. And if you don't like anything that I had to say and you're mad at me for the things I said, I don't give a shit. Go listen to somebody else's podcast or go keep being an enabler for a piece of shit. Your choice. Either way, I'll be back when I get something else that pisses me off. And I will be uploading other videos in the meantime from my other podcast that will fit this. 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