People Sharing Wild Stories About Being Left Behind In The Wilderness (Yes, Really!)

Picture this: We were diving off San Maarten exploring a shipwreck. I look around, and my ex? Gone. Like, vanished. I surfaced - no boat, no land, nothin'. I grabbed my compass and swam until a catamaran found me. Wild, right? Turns out, he told the boat I had never gotten back on, basically trying to erase me from the trip. Attempted murder? Yep, he got charged but then slapped with a small fine and some community service. Believe me, believing women is a must in stories like this.

Hiking in the Virginia mountains, my husband casually said, “I could throw you off this peak and no one would know.” Cute. My dog and I calmly made our way down, got to the car, and yep, left him there. Called my dad and brother to take care of the guy. Filed for divorce next day. Bye, Felicia.

My ex was the worst. He ditched me to go hiking in New Zealand with his girlfriend. Turns out, he pulled the same disappearing act on her during their trip. She found him hours later, chilling with tacos and beer. I had to screenshot her travel blog for my lawyer during the divorce. Yup, repeat offender.

Coming back from skiing in Colorado, a buddy and I spotted this woman wandering alone with hardly any warm clothes. Her BF had dropped her miles from town on a cold winter night. We gave her a ride to Denver. Major jerk move, dude.

Before we split, my ex kept pushing me to go on a cruise. I kept saying no ’cause open water freaks me out. He got so mad about it. Honestly, I’m just relieved I dodged that bullet.

Thomas Plamberger got caught for ditching girlfriends in the same scary spot - both times. One didn’t make it. Talk about a shady vibe.

When I was 8, my dad just left me on the mountain ’cause I kept falling off the ski lift. I waited in some freezing hallway for hours before finally bumping into him. No apology. Fun times.

My ex took off with the car, leaving my kid and me stranded in Portugal. We crashed at a bus station, hunted for a car in Spain, then road-tripped to catch a flight. It was wild and totally awful, especially with a six-year-old and limited mobility. Trauma, much?

Went for a night drive with my ex; seemed chill at first. Then he parked in the middle of nowhere, freaked out over a lost lighter, peeled out yelling nonsense, and I was stuck there in my jammies with no wallet. Called an Uber after a bit, cried back at the hotel - he showed up, accused me of snitching, threatened me, and even broke a tooth. Stayed trapped for three more years. Wild, huh?

We were island hopping in the Philippines when the currents got nuts (I’m small). I clung to him, and he just pushed me off! Thankfully, some boat folks saved me. His excuse? We’d both drown. Uh, no thanks!

I once had a friend spill his feelings to me during a drive, then randomly dropped me at some diner miles away. No phone service, but I bought coffee, used the phone to call my bestie, and waited five hours for rescue. The waitress turned superhero and let me hang till closing. True friendships, folks.