then open in external browser
and click "Open in External Browser" 
My ex-husband seriously told me that if women had contributed to society, they’d be in history books. Spoiler: that’s wildly wrong and painfully dumb.
She got mad at me for debunking her claim that vaccines cause autism. Oh, and she’s a nurse.
At 7 months pregnant and dealing with sciatica, he told me, "I know what it's like to be pregnant. I've been overweight before." Yeah, we’re not together anymore.
Dating is like trying on shoes - you gotta see if they fit. Sometimes, right off the bat, you realize those shoes are more like clown shoes. Intellectual mismatches can make you cringe and question your life choices. Spotting those red flags early saves a ton of headaches later!
Turns out having wildly different brain vibes isn’t just a quirk; it’s a major buzzkill for keeping things cozy.
My ex scolded a kid for folding their pizza slice because he thought it doubled the calories. Brain math was not his strong suit.
He straight-up asked if I thought the Earth was flat. When I said no because it was proven centuries ago, he said, 'You should do your own research.' Yep.
He claimed COVID was just a big lie and shot down the vaccine. Nope, not sticking around for that.
Ignoring mental mismatches early? That’s like ignoring a flat tire because you’re in a hurry. It just makes the ride bumpier. Talking it out gives you a shot at sorting things or deciding it’s time to roll solo.
Different visions for the future are like trying to watch two different Netflix shows on one screen - nothing’s syncing up.
My friend asked her boyfriend how much homes cost in Southern California. He said $20,000. Bless his heart.
He said he was going out of town, then two hours later bought stuff at Walgreens a few miles away and used my phone number for the rewards. Thanks for the receipt, buddy!
My boyfriend told the pediatrician he’s allergic to chicken because it makes him want to vomit. The doc just sighed and said, "That’s just being picky, dude." Then he claimed he could eat fried chicken skin. Facepalm.
Being on totally different brainwaves might be cute at first, but once the newness fades, the “Wait, what?” moments multiply. Doesn’t mean it’s doomed, but feeling like you speak two languages? That’s exhausting!
Maybe the trick is finding fun stuff you both geek out on - even if one digs comics and the other’s into cricket stats.
And hey, if your vibes match emotionally and values-wise, maybe the brain gap just adds spice.
On vacation at a museum, we were talking about native kids forced to marry white men. He said, 'Some of them liked it.' That’s when I bounced.
My ex wondered why we couldn’t just hop on a train to Germany. Uh, because we live in the US? Geography, anyone?
I renegotiated my salary after signing the contract and got a sweet $9,000 raise. Told him excitedly. He got mad. Turns out he liked a submissive, not a boss lady.
Ever been with someone who’s *definitely* from a different mental planet? Spill the tea! Did love conquer all or send you running? What’s the real deal: Is brainpower the king of compatibility, or can charm and Netflix marathons save the day?
Drop your stories - we're all ears!
He sent me a live pic of his cat to prove he was home alone. Should’ve called that bluff when a girl was chatting away in the background.
He sent me prescriptions to help me sleep. I Googled them and they weren’t sleeping pills. Asked him, and he said, 'I don't take them but it says take at night, so... sleeping pills?' Facepalm.
I told him a grade-schooler was taken by ICE near us. He started to ask if she was “legal.” Nope, I cut him off.
Every time I said something, he’d just reply ‘Haha,’ ‘Ok,’ or ‘Hehe.’ After we broke up, he asked if I had a new man and didn’t know what a nun was. Classic.
I used to groom dogs. One Christmas, I got a movie gift card from a client—addressed from their dog 'Luke.' My ex lost it and yelled, "WHO THE HECK IS LUKE???" Just Luke. The dog.
He confused 12:05 AM with 12:05 PM and had to buy a whole new plane ticket. Then told me not to judge him. Um, no promises!
"History isn’t necessary because we live in the present." Yeah... good luck with that logic.
I was talking about the Berlin Wall's history and he thought I was making it up. He even lived when it came down. Wow.
When he said I was depressed because of my darker skin tone. Yeah... that was a no from me.
He genuinely thought the ocean along California’s coast was named the 'Specific Ocean.' Nope!
At the zoo, she finally figured out animals are real things, not just funny labels I made for some of her loudest pals.
He called Charlie Kirk 'misunderstood.' When I asked if he knew what Kirk actually said, he said no. Uh-oh.
The day I moved out, he FaceTimed me asking how to use the dishwasher and vacuum. Smooth timing.
He recorded himself with another woman on *my* phone, had a different woman ringing my doorbell every other night at 2AM, and other shady calls while I was very pregnant. I planned a great escape.
He put popcorn in for 10 minutes instead of 1. The bag went up in flames and the smoke alarm screamed. Then he blamed me for not teaching him right. Classic.
One day, out of the blue, I had to teach him how to spell my name. Three years in and a kid later.
Had to repeat TWICE where the spare key was. Then, when locked out, he crawled through the window. Smooth.
He said depression isn’t real, which ticked me off. When I was upset, he said he meant he thought he personally wouldn’t get depressed. Smooth recovery.
He literally tried to mansplain the location of my friend’s place—even though I’d just come back from visiting her. Nope.
He logged into his Gmail on my computer, tried to reactivate his Grindr profile, and I caught the 2FA code on my popup. He confessed crying next day. Fun times.
He lost it because I turned on the kitchen’s high ceiling lights. He panicked thinking we couldn’t change bulbs when they burned out since he’s short.
He insisted ‘work’ was only a verb. Told me I was wrong when I said, 'I'm going to work.' Merriam-Webster disagrees.
I caught him rushing to Western Union saying he had to pay IRS 'debts' to avoid arrest. Spoiler: it was a scam commonly targeting seniors.
I suggested a joint account with auto-pay bills and deposits only allowed. He said no—because he thought I'd steal money and he’d pay bills whenever he felt like it. Got it, buddy.
We flew from Wisconsin to Vegas. He got mad because his boarding pass showed a time he thought was impossible. I explained time zones... like, duh! He still didn’t buy it.
He didn’t believe fractions or time zones exist. Honestly, still can’t wrap my head around that one.
I told him I wanted to go to barber school. He shot back, 'No man’s paying for you to cut their hair.' Ok then.
He spilled juice on the bed. I went for a towel. He said, 'Did you get rice?' Me: 'Rice? For what?' Him: 'To put on the bed.' I mean, what?
He was driving a rental on holiday and argued that you’re supposed to drive straight into potholes. Yep, I procreated with him.
When I got too passionate making a point, he’d interrupt with ‘blah blah blah’ like a kid and call it word salad. Ouch.
Every time I tried to talk, he argued and made me feel like the problem. He didn’t get basic communication or understanding.
He mocked me for getting help from my parents while in school. Thanks for the support, I guess?
Every time I asked him something, he answered ‘idk.’ Like, is there anything you actually know?
She got mad she didn’t know how to do something... and then got mad at me for reading the instructions. Sure.
He sent me a screenshot of a girl texting about me, trying to out me with another guy. He tried to scribble over it but I still read her saying she’s waiting for him to leave me. Yikes.
He called a catalytic converter a cathlitic converter, and when corrected, said, ‘That’s just how I say it.’ Okay then!
Ex, but seriously, every time I let him take charge, it was a mess. So I took back the reins.
He would say ‘Rather you like it or not’ instead of ‘Whether.’ Grammar isn’t everything, but come on.
He never tackled problems, just avoided and spiraled. Took any talk as a personal attack and refused to learn stuff like insurance filing. Fun.
When I told him I was studying teaching, he looked surprised and said, 'I didn’t know you were so into makeup.' Soooo wrong.
He mixed shredded cheese into cooked noodles and asked why it wasn’t mac & cheese. Not quite the same, bud.
He brought home a white onion with a green tip and said it was a green onion. Close enough?
He said Breaking Benjamin spelled 'breath' wrong because the 'e' was missing on an album title. Nope, it’s correct.
33
0