Anna Weitz Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Pennsylvania

The affair began in April, 2014 and lasted until July. This is not your typical homewrecking slut! No this slut was persistent in her efforts to win. I doubt this was ever even about my husband, but rather the confidence boost, which she clearly needs, that comes with stealing a beautiful wife’s husband. My husband, whom I have been with for 5 years and married for one, obviously needed a confidence boost too. So what do men do when they need to increase their ego? Go to the gym? Buy a better car? Not mine. No, instead he decided to sleep with the most readily available slut, who would believe all of the crazy lies he spewed. For example, the oldest one in the book, “I am with her because of our daughter,” or “we are miserable because we have trust issues.” Maybe we have trust issues because he cheated. Does a homewrecker ever think of that? Probably not. They assume they will be different, and they will do something the wife could not. They assume they will take the place

The affair began in April, 2014 and lasted until July. This is not your typical homewrecking slut! No this slut was persistent in her efforts to win. I doubt this was ever even about my husband, but rather the confidence boost, which she clearly needs, that comes with stealing a beautiful wife’s husband. My husband, whom I have been with for 5 years and married for one, obviously needed a confidence boost too. So what do men do when they need to increase their ego? Go to the gym? Buy a better car? Not mine. No, instead he decided to sleep with the most readily available slut, who would believe all of the crazy lies he spewed. For example, the oldest one in the book, “I am with her because of our daughter,” or “we are miserable because we have trust issues.” Maybe we have trust issues because he cheated. Does a homewrecker ever think of that? Probably not. They assume they will be different, and they will do something the wife could not. They assume they will take the place of the wife and live happily ever after. He went for something that would spread easier than “I can’t believe it’s not Butter!” He wasn’t looking for a girl-friend, he was looking for a girl who valued herself low enough to give it up to a married man with little effort involved. || It’s one thing to try to steal my husband, but another to involve my child. This skank has been caught saying that I should not have custody of my daughter; that she could raise my daughter better; and finally, her and my husband should get custody, and they could be a happy little family. First, he would need a divorce, and let’s be honest: He never planned to divorce me to marry her, because as his wife, I did everything for him. Then, they would have to prove the mother unfit, which would be impossible, because despite my poor choices in men, I make excellent choices in the parenting arena. I have always been the primary caretaker of my daughter, bathing feeding and clothing her, even while working a part time job and studying full time at a local university. I actually study child development, and have all of my child abuse clearances. My 3 year old loves to read, because she copies her mommy, who can be found with a text book in her nose for a couple hours each night. Lastly, she would have to prove herself a fit parent, which would be very hard considering her lack of goals, her lack of integrity, and her bizarre behavior. || While I was studying and working, my newly employed husband was screwing this “extra layer of a mattress,” which he likely found in the scrap yard behind his place of employment. I had asked him to stay at his mother’s house for a few nights, after I had discovered their inappropriate text messages. However, when you throw out your garbage, it usually ends up in the sewer. It was later discovered that he had shacked up with his side piece, which is all she was ever supposed to be until I kicked him out, despite the bedtime stories he might have told her. He loved me, and I honestly believe that this man loves me, in his twisted definition of love. While they were playing house, his real family was waiting for some type of financial assistance to care for our daughter, or at least a call to check on her. His side piece, though, had given him an ultimatum, which was confirmed by uninvolved sources. She was quoted saying “If I can’t have you, I will ruin your chance with your wife,” as well as “It’s either your daughter and her, or me.” He only used her though, for a place to live, because her father paid the rent; a ride to work, because they worked together and he sold his truck for a street bike; and a piece of sloppy burger, because apparently even the best steak can’t keep a man from desiring questionable fast food, like McDonald’s, every once in a while. He fed her fantasies from his mouth, and she repaid the favor with her mouth, but that’s all she was good for. He tried begging me to take him back after a week, because dogs tend to roam looking for a bitch in heat, but they eventually come home to their family. I contacted this homewrecker, and she apologized and claimed she never meant to wreck our home, and she was sorry for ever lying to me to cover this up. However, the next week she got a PFA on him, pressed criminal charges on him for allegedly stealing her vehicle to come visit her daughter, and then met him at a bar to hook up again. When the PFA was dropped, that’s when I caught them at the bar and arrived at her house to confront her. That week, he moved in with his mom to get away from her. The criminal charges were dropped, more recently, because he had texts from her proving she filed a false police report in spite. When his mother was informed of the bar situation, she called her son and screamed at him, asking him how he could leave his beautiful family for some gargoyle trailer trash hoe, who almost had him arrested. || This stinky homewrecking cumdumpster tried to steal my husband. Scratch that, I am convinced that she was attempting to steal my life. Perhaps, by impersonating me, she would feel like she actually was me. Then, just maybe, she would have a shred of confidence, class, and dignity. Instead, she just looked like a jealous whore who enjoys sleeping with married men, while also having a boyfriend of her own. My husband likes to tell his friends that her funky vagina was the black hole where all of the world’s leftover cottage cheese ends up. He compares her to the rocky mountains, due to the boils and craters she has posted all over her face and body, which led him to close his eyes during sex with her. I have personally witnessed her making fun of her boyfriend’s disability, right after she had sex with my husband. I hope he knows that. I have also heard the horror stories of the men she let gang bang her, and the nasty things she did in that trailer park, from none other than her own friend, who also claims Anna Wietz tried to wreck her home too. I now understand where I stand in my in my husband’s life. Obviously, not low enough to be a side piece whom he exchanged STDs with, made pay his rent, his insurance and buy him luxury items, but not high enough to deserve respect or honesty. So, I do not know where he stands in my life. He claims it was a period in his life where he didn’t know what else to do, because he had lost me. So he continued to mess with her, and he claimed that he was drinking his guilt and shame away every night he spent with her. I would probably drink in regret too if I put any part of me in her, and if I made a selfish decision that landed me in a mess of problems with an exponentially downgraded life and “girl-friend.” I use the term girlfriend loosely, because he never claimed her as his girlfriend to friends or family. Apparently, he told her it was because he had to keep things as quiet as possible with her, or I would not let him see his daughter. However, I would never hurt my baby like that, and I’m making the very confident assumption that he kept the relationship a secret out of pure embarrassment. || So to the women and men reading this, be careful if you live in the South Hills of Pittsburgh, including but not limited to Baldwin, West Mifflin, and South Park. She also gets around to the East Side, and got caught spreading her legs and bending over in the Greenfield area. She currently resides in Irwin, PA in order to “start fresh.” She should have invested in some Vagisil and a trip to the gynocologist to help out with that FRESH START. Even if your man is not interested, she will invent lies to further her agenda, which is ultimately not gaining a relationship but instead perpetrating the life of another women, usually a woman who is prettier, smarter, financially stable, friendlier, confident, and basically all of the traits that she would like to see in herself but cant. Thus, she will fabricate stories to make herself feel like she won that man, and to make people believe that she won that man, so that she could feel special. There’s nothing unique or special about her. A mother, a wife, a woman is special, but unlike the entrée, a side dish can be replaced and exchanged very easily with no thought. This is especially true when, like Anna Weitz, the girl does not demand respect, time, or special treatment before having sex. The girl, just like Anna, will get used, drained, and thrown away, because a no one respects someone so desperate that they cannot keep their legs closed after knowing someone for 12 hours. This was a one night stand that spiraled out of control, and resulted in the breaking of what was a very happy home. I doubt the whore feels any type of guilt for what she did. I can guarantee that the only thing she feels bad about is the choice he made to not be with her. || Back in the day, men used to cheat on their wives paid prostitutes. In today’s world, thanks in part to the participation of things like Anna Weitz that have what some men consider a vagina, men still cheat on their wives, but they don’t have to pay these prostitutes. Instead, these “women” pay them, with gifts like diamond earrings (which my husband sold to buy me a ring). These “women” have such low self-esteems, that they don’t even have the nerve to speak up for themselves and demand physically, emotionally, and legally available men. These prostitutes have such terrible self-images that they don’t even demand the $10 their services might be worth. Imagine that… || || >

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