I sort of have one but it’s a mix of karma. My auntie (DM’s younger half sister) met her DH (my uncle) at my DP’s wedding when she was 14. My dad and uncle were best friends. They started dating (he was about 30) and he started her on a modelling career which she did well out of. However he was always a manipulative man prone to cruelty which he often showed in public. He was your classic man from the rough side of town made good, he’d had a career as a star hairdresser and later had his own advertising agency.
Karma came years later when some items of property which were very dear to him
were stolen but he received a compensation payment from the police. He was also broken into in a mansion he lived in and disaster struck there too (not saying all this as outing).
After years of putting up with this my auntie apparently had a high profile affair (it was in the Sun I think) and they divorced. His 2 sons who he’d said they were born were the light of his life and would go to private school (they didn’t) now haven’t seen their dad for years and don’t intend to, they witnessed awful behaviour whilst they lived with him and during the divorce.
The last part of the karma is bitter sweet. He’s met a woman (all on FB) who’s done him wrong, has had cancer and survived s and is in contact with his daughter who I think he was estranged from. But he now wheels himself out as quite a sad, bitter old man to various PR events (book signings, launches etc) where he tries to latch onto women of all ages.
After he ditched my dad as a friend whilst I was young (my parents divorced when I was 5) my dad found that hard as they were best mates, they sometimes spoke on the phone but never met up. My dad sadly died quite young at 50 and I told my uncle he wasn’t welcome at the funeral and gave no details out so he couldn’t just turn up. My uncle was banned from my grandfather’s funeral.
It’s a bit sad really that a man like that goes through life, being banned from 2 funerals so that is karma really. What goes around comes around.
Another one but a bit sad. I had a best friend at school for a year at 14 who suddenly and a bit cruelly dropped me for no reason for a new friend but that’s teenagers.
When Facebook got popular we reconnected in our 30s and she dumped her boyfriend and hung around with me again for a year or two, best friends as back in the olden days. One day she rang me up saying she was in love with her soul mate, a new man, she threw herself into this like she did most things but I was dropped again, she did say once she’d got over the new love phase she’d be free to be friends but I was fed up of being dropped by her twice now. She’d always tried to leech off people, getting a council flat when she didn’t really need one, renting from a friend at a vastly reduced rate. Her new boyfriend cared for his elderly and sick parents who both died very quickly and they moved to a lovely house in a pretty country village, which was her/their dream.
I then heard her boyfriend had suffered 3 mini strokes not long after they’d moved there and she’d had to help care for him, which she still does as well as works. They were planning to get married too. But I’d never wish severe or fatal illness on anyone.