We all make mistakes and we all get it wrong in relationships at times. But human beings aren't perfect, and many people find that when their relationship hits a rocky patch, they go to where they think that the grass might be greener. That's right. Infidelity.
Recently, these people came together to explain how they began cheating on their partners and what came out of the affair. You won't be surprised to see that many had unhappy endings... but in amongst the heartache, there were some success stories too.
Read on to find out how these people fared in their illicit relationships.
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I was young - 19. I had been with a girl for a year when my parents decided I needed to pay rent, so I found a roommate and got an apartment. Day one I go to the office to turn in my walkthrough paperwork. The girl in the office made my heart skip... she made me a believer in the idea of love at first sight.
She moved in across from my apartment a couple weeks later and we started to hang out. One night we slept together. The next day I broke up with my girlfriend. The new girl and I talked and we both wanted to be together.
She moved in with me a month later. That was 17 years ago. She's currently asleep upstairs next to our daughter.
I just met someone so much better for me. I met someone that was basically my female twin and we hit it off instantly. I ended up breaking up with the girl I was with and had been dating for 6 months. Turns out there's such thing as 'too much alike.'
It started with my math tutor back in high school while I had a serious girlfriend. I ended up living a double life where everything I did with my 'math tutor' I would end up doing with my girlfriend as well at a later point. It got so bad with the math tutor that I went on vacation with her and told my girlfriend I was going to see my family. After I graduated I cut things off with both of them and through some sort of witchcraft after they found out about each other I was able to stay friends with both of them.
When I was deployed to Iraq, my wife cheated on me at least 3 times. (She was the one to tell me about it). It hurt like heck and we worked through it, for the most part.
When I was stationed overseas by myself a few years later, I started an affair with a female service member. It lasted 6 months. At the time, I justified it as 'getting even.' But now, I feel terrible about it. It's done and over with, and I'll never tell her what happened.
I was in a dud of a marriage. I married too young and against my better judgment. My husband was a controlling and intimately repressed man who did not respect me and I did not respect him.
I found out that my husband was on dating sites and talking to women online attempting to solicit dates. He was actively seeking to cheat and the only thing stopping him from taking it to a physical realm was the fact that none of the women were interested in him.
We worked on our marriage over the years to try to resolve his online cheating, but he'd always start up again. Eventually, I got so emotionally worn out by it that I just didn't have it in me to care much anymore.
I met a man at work who I was instantly attracted to on a mental and a physical level--something I'd never had with my husband. We started out with harmless conversations and became work friends. We then found excuses to text each other when not at work.
We'd grab lunch together here and there... at first with groups and then with just the two of us. I couldn't wait to go to work every day and see him. I thought about him all the time. I knew I was heading toward dangerous ground but I didn't want to stop.
We started flirting and I began to sneak away from home to meet up with him for hikes, dinner, you name it. I met up with him for hours at a time on evenings and weekends, and my husband never really noticed because his attention was always occupied with his friends or his online chats with women.
My friend from work and I were always careful not to make physical contact, until one day in his car when he leaned over to help me with my jammed seat belt and he kissed me. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt in my life.
Over the next few weeks meeting up to have dinner turned into meeting up to find a secluded spot and make out in his car. Then that eventually turned into groping, and, of course, intimacy... you get the idea. I could not get enough of this guy.
I felt tremendously guilty the entire time because I never thought of myself as the type who would cheat. I came clean with my husband before my affair progressed any deeper. I broke off the affair and agreed to try marriage counseling. I quickly changed my mind when during the course of an argument (I didn't want to go to his church and he wanted me to) my husband slapped me and told me I wasn't allowed to have any unsupervised visits with my family or friends anymore.
After I told my husband I wanted a divorce, he attempted to destroy my life. He tried to get me fired, told all the neighbors and everyone at his church what happened, posted our business on Facebook tagging my friends and family, you name it. He also threatened to 'beat up' the guy I had been cheating with which, honestly, would have only ended up in severe embarrassment and injury for himself.
It didn't take long after filing divorce papers for me to hook back up with my friend and officially start dating him. My husband harassed and threatened us both until my boyfriend called his bluff and then he just sort of faded out.
My boyfriend is now my husband and we have been together for 10 years and going strong. I love him more than anything and I respect him more than anyone I've ever met. I would never dream of cheating on him and I feel confident that he'd never cheat on me.
I was in a 5-year relationship with my girlfriend at the time. I started to talk to an old coworker from my teens that I always had a thing for, but she lived a couple states away so I knew nothing would come of it. Well, it turns out that she still had family in my area and regularly visited.
We made plans to get some dinner and catch up, for old times sake. It ended in both of us getting under the influence, renting a hotel room and having some fun. This happened a few times over the next several months until I get a text from her... It's a picture of a sonogram of our child.
I was going to come clean to my girlfriend because I never had a father growing up and I didn't want to put my child through that. However, she ending up losing it a month or so into the pregnancy and we stopped talking.
It left me feeling very guilty and anxiety stricken.
I've been married for 4 years and never considered anyone but my husband. I am totally devoted and in love.
A year ago we both went out with some mutual friends. The night went on and he got tired but said I should stay since I never really 'go out.' I was excited to be outside of my comfort zone and drank too much. I blacked out and woke up unclothed in a bed with an acquaintance (who is infamous for partying) and her spouse. When I woke up I had 20 missed calls from my husband and the girl's spouse was fondling me.
I went home and told my husband but it was hard because I couldn't remember more than a few seconds of what had happened the night before and a vague sense that it was all a nightmare.
I felt like I didn't even know myself. I had never wanted anything like that to happen. I wasn't attracted to either of those people and I'm not a flirtatious person. I hate being touched and I consider my husband to be the best thing in my life. He was not angry with me but I felt I couldn't live with what I did. I attempted to end my life so we moved from New York back to our home state of Nevada.
Things seem normal now but I still consider that night the worst of my life.
I was the mistress in a marriage. The guy was an old boyfriend from high school. We dated off and on. When we were off he would date this girl Kelly, and when we broke up for the final time he went and married her. Almost a year after we broke up, I was back in town on summer break from college and ran into him at my summer job.
He gave me this sob story about how Kelly wanted a divorce and was taking his kid from him. I (stupidly) believed him, exchanged numbers, and started talking daily. He invited me over to 'this' apartment, showed me his divorce paperwork, and ultimately things got intimate for a couple weeks.
One day I swung by to pick up a pair of earrings I'd forgotten the day before. His best friend from high school answered the door. I asked if the guy was around and the best friend said 'no, why would he be?' Turned out Guy was actually house sitting for the best friend, it wasn't his apartment. The best friend also informed me that Guy and Kelly were in the process of BUYING A HOUSE, their marriage was fine.
I was livid and disgusted. I went to work the following day and in walks Kelly. I ask her what she's doing later that night and if she's available to talk. We meet up after I get off and I lay it all out for her. She teared up a bit, but ultimately she was angry. She gives me their address and tells me to show up there unannounced the next day.
I do, and Guy is white as a sheet trying to get me to leave. Kelly shows up and they end up in a screaming match. So Guy ended up getting divorced and settled with a chunk of child support because Kelly informed the right people about Guy's illegal plants. None of us talk anymore. When I think about it, I have to shower at least twice.
Started with drinks after work and ended when I was in love and he wasn't.
My relationship was ending when I met him. We became good friends and told each other all about how messed up our current relationships were. The night it went too far was after drinks, a kiss in a bar and a Driving Under the Influence charge; I bailed him out. After we slept together the first few times I ended things with my boyfriend. He always said he was going to break up with his girlfriend and he never did.
Long story short, it was months and months of him telling me he wanted to be with me and loved me and months and months of him not doing anything about his current situation. When he finally did break up with her, he stayed with me for a few weeks and things were great. Then in a company-wide meeting (yup, coworkers), he texted me to tell me he was getting back together with her.
A year and a half later, I am married to someone else and they are still together.
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A few years ago, I met this amazing guy. Let's call him 'Guy A.' I fell very much in love with him. He was so kind and sweet. We kissed a few times and hooked up once, but he was starting to see this other girl, so it never went further than that. I was pretty heartbroken over it.
Fast forward a few years. I'm a year and a half into this horrible relationship. We'll call him 'Jerk.' Jerk is a compulsive liar, yells at me, threatens to break up every time I do something he doesn't like, like whenever I had a panic attack.
I'm at a concert without Jerk and I look across the dancefloor, and I see Guy A, dancing his heart out, laughing and just being amazing. Hadn't seen him since the time we hooked up, which was a few years ago. My heart skipped a beat. I approached him, we talked for hours, and I told him I was living with a really lousy guy and that I wanted out. When he kissed me goodbye, I just knew.
I continued the relationship with my Jerk for about a week (while still seeing the other guy on the side) before I finally worked up the courage to break up with him.
I've been with Guy A ever since, and haven't looked back once.
Honestly, it stemmed from being insecure. I don't want to believe it, but they say once a cheater always a cheater, and I've cheated multiple times. It's wrong, but I really loved everyone I cheated on and it had nothing to do with that person. It's entirely been because of my own issues. Doesn't make it ok, but it's reality. I'm just being honest. I know it's wrong to cheat and there's no excuse. I truly am sorry to the people I've hurt.
I (gay guy) was seeing a guy (let's call him A). Nothing crazy serious but headed that direction. He was at a college pretty far away but was from my area. Started talking to a guy (let's call him B) I had a class with who I was pretty attracted to. We start talking, turns out B has been seeing A for the last year or so too, and they actually got arrested together fairly recently. B and I got along really well and started seeing each other. B stopped seeing A but I was still talking to him.
It all ended when A was in town and came over one night and saw a text from B show up on my phone that was sitting on the table. He didn't know we knew each other and he definitely didn't know we were hooking up. He wasn't happy and we broke up.
B and I had a short summer affair and realized neither of us wanted a relationship. We're now best friends and there's nobody I trust more in the world. I moved across the county and we still talk all the time and go to music festivals together.
An occasionally snaps me intimate images of himself, so not sure what that's about. I've never really got around to asking.
He cheated on me. Things weren't going great. I decided to go cheat as well. It took no time before we opened the relationship and things have been better in terms of that since.
I was living with my girlfriend at my university. Towards the end of my degree, I had a field trip abroad and a good friend and I realized we maybe would have liked to be more than that. I got home, said to my girlfriend that I wasn't sure things were working and I needed some time. We had our finals to do and I didn't want to mess those up for her so didn't dump her outright. Meanwhile, the other girl and I got closer and a few things happened.
Eventually, after our exams were done I broke up with my girlfriend, adamantly denying there was someone else. Now, 12 years later I and the other girl have been married for 5 years, and my ex is married to a woman.
I had an affair with a coworker that was significantly older than me. We were both in very unhappy relationships, he with a woman who's spending habits spent them into multiple mortgages and me with a man that was rapidly developing a serious drug habit. It took about a year before anybody caught on. Coworkers started noticing, he eventually ended up in a round of layoffs. I got caught first and my boyfriend moved out. Not long after that, he filed for divorce from his wife and moved in with me. It was a vicious divorce that ended up lasting years. We've been married for ten years now and are still very happy. His ex is doing great also.
My ex-husband and I weren't even sleeping in the same room when I met my affair. Ex just wasn't interested in intimacy - and it was causing so many fights because I was so unsatisfied.
I met my affair on WoW, and we knew each other for about a year and had never flirted or anything like that. One day I found out that he had Settlers of Catan and mozzarella sticks... and lived an hour and a half away. I hopped in the car and drove down and we hit it off really well.
He didn't know I was married at the time. I really needed to get laid... it had been about 6 months. At least.
The affair never ended. Or I guess it officially ended when my divorce was finalized. He and I are married now and have been together for six years.
My ex-husband and I were probably never meant to be, we were young and dumb and not looking ahead, we married. Three years and a kid later, I was miserable and he couldn't understand why. I saw the handwriting on the wall, he didn't. We were not on the same path, had very different goals.
We separated and tried marriage counseling which didn't help. I started seeing someone else during this separation period. We had already discussed divorce but yes, we were still married.
The new guy I started seeing was 5 years older than me and we just clicked. I could finally be myself and as we discussed our aspirations and goals I could see that he was someone who was much more aligned with where I wanted to go and would be supportive instead of bringing me down, like my ex.
I am happy to say that I divorced my ex and am still with the guy I met. We have been together 6 years now. We married 3 years ago this August. We are life partners, soul mates. We see eye to eye on all the big important stuff in life. My life has changed drastically for the better in the last 6 years. I have accomplished dreams that never would have happened with my ex. We just weren't right for each other.
The ex and I had a very nasty divorce and a rough few years. It took a long time to tolerate each other's existence. He was very angry and hurt by the breakup and reacted poorly causing a rift that took years to heal. I worked diligently to keep our daughter from feeling the tension or being harmed by the negativity. She is an amazing child, so I'd say I succeeded. New husband is an amazing step dad.
So, it has all worked out for me, but there was a lot of pain and suffering along the way. Was it still worth it? Yes. Oh my god, yes.
I was 40, had been married 10+ years and had a couple of kids. Our marriage had turned into something that made me really unhappy. We barely had intimacy and our connection seemed completely gone. We fought a lot and it was always me who needed to apologize and compromise.
I met a woman 15 years younger at the office. We started flirting and it turned into an intense emotional affair that lasted about a month. I fell deeply in love with her and decided I should really divorce my wife since I was so unhappy. I told my wife about the other woman and that I wanted to divorce.
My wife begged me to try and work it out, go into couple's counseling, and started having relations with me every day. I stayed and agreed to take 3 months to see if we could work it out. It was incredibly hard but we eventually did feel like we overcame it and we're still together.
I had just moved back to Florida from Boston. I was hanging out with some friends at a bar they were regulars at.
I met the bartender and ended up going to a party at his house after the bar closed with some friends. It was a usual weekend thing apparently. I thought the bartender was so cute but he had a girlfriend. We got to know each other and the mutual chemistry was just so strong.
On the 4th of July, he and I were texting and he was stressing out about the fireworks as he is an Army veteran and they gave him Iraq/Afghanistan flashbacks. His girlfriend was busy with her son doing normal celebrations and wasn't interested in his feelings at the time. We met up and went out drinking all night.
That's when it started. We started having relations and I'd stay over, we'd send each other dirty texts. She found out and hated me, obviously. He broke up with her and we started talking more seriously. After a month I told him we were going to be exclusive or I was done.
Four years later were married and he's at the park right now with our daughter having fun on Father's Day. It may have started off wrong but I've never met someone so perfect for me. He said as soon as he met me he knew he was in trouble and that I was his future. Turns out he was right.
I feel like I have no excuses to offer for the reason I cheated on my girlfriend. I was 18 at the time and had been with my girlfriend for 3 months, and during that time I became close to one of her other friends.
Soon I found myself happier with her friend and I started wanting to spend more time with her than with my girlfriend. The reason why I cheated instead of breaking up with my girlfriend was that they were friends for a long time and I didn't want to be the reason as to why their friendship ended. In addition to this, I didn't want her to look like an 'immoral person' who just moves in a friend's boyfriend. Overall it seemed like a tricky situation for both of us but we were young and didn't know how to navigate the situation properly.
Was with a girl about 4 months but she never showed much interest in me physically, so I started seeing a rather promiscuous co-worker (who had been with most of the male staff) in the back of my car after work.
Two months later girlfriend broke up with me for unrelated reasons, and I and the co-worker are living together happily now.
I once began a relationship with a guy from work who was separated from his wife. Then she found out and contacted me. Turns out he had done this before, many many times and they were not separated or considering divorce as they are Muslim. They weren't close emotionally or sleeping in the same bed but they were very much officially together.
I felt truly awful, I'd fallen so hard for this guy. His wife was absolutely amazing, a truly wonderful person. I'm a piece of garbage for what I did to her. They're still together as far as I know.
I was the other guy in a 2+ year long affair. She was married and still is. No happy ending for me at least.
We were former work associates, we'd hung out a few times and just watched TV/movies, smoked, drank but nothing happened for a long time. I had an emotional and physical attraction to her, and the feeling was mutual. But we never crossed a line.
One time at a party she got too under the influence and since I was her ride, we both stayed there, in a spare bed together. Honestly, I wanted the intimacy of being close to somebody, and I wanted to make sure she didn't get sick in her sleep. I didn't do anything, and neither did she. Nothing happened that night.
We hung out a week or so later, and she said she had liked my beard rubbing against her, and then asked me to do it again. This progressed over days to more intimately cuddling, grinding, groping and finally I kissed her. It was awesome.
Making out progressed to mouth play and then she really wanted to have relations one night. I declined at first (really) but we had relations. Then again, and again.
She explained sometime after this that at the beginning she was feeling distant from her husband, he was pushing her to have kids and, according to her, being a jerk. I wasn't that guy.
It ended fairly recently because she was 'trying to distance herself from me', and kept saying that, to the point, I just said stuff it and gave up. It ended up in a minor argument and she asked if I wanted to break up, I said I wasn't certain, so she dumped me instead.
Started off as two people who became friends. We then started both working nights and would sometimes hang out after work. Through a bit of time, things turned into an affair.
I told my wife. I came clean because I didn't want her to find out from anyone other than me. It was my fault and my mistake and I owned up to it.
I cheated 3 different occasions while I was with my significant other. When I mean 3 different occasions I mean I had relations with another girl 3 different times.
It started by not being satisfied with my significant other at the time, I started drinking to cope with our relationship. Drinking made me lose a lot of my ability to care or think rationally. I hit up a girl I used to know with intentions of sleeping with her.
We talked back and forth, meet up 3 different times and that was that. My significant other at the time never found out and I never told her. It's not very scandalous, but I can tell you it's the only thing in my life I regret doing. It's a weak and cowardly move to make.
I've been having an affair with my mom for 19 years now. Technically I started it but mom was obviously very encouraging. Our affair is ongoing.
I was in a highly emotionally abusive relationship. My former boyfriend had a mental illness that he used to manipulate me into getting what he wanted. I started to get really close with one of my friends who I ended up confiding in for everything. He would buy me carne asada fries when I cried and watched movies with me until I felt better. I ended up telling him I had a crush on him, broke things off with my ex (which went horribly, he threatened to hurt himself if I didn't stay with him), and we started dating shortly after. I'm now happier and healthier than I've ever been. We will actually be moving into together in a couple of months!
I was dating a girl that I wasn't really into anymore and I went on vacation to California for a week. It ended up being the best idea ever. I met two insanely hot Canadians at the pool, at two separate parties… and the rest was history. I went home and dumped my girlfriend. No regrets!
My boyfriend was a big drinker who paid little attention to me, despite us living together. I got a new job at a hotel and was being trained by an attractive man who was engaged to another woman (in an arranged marriage, she lived in another country). We became friends and he invited me out to do platonic activities together.
Our relationship was innocent at first but I quickly fell for him. My boyfriend was tipsy all the time so he never really took notice to my friend outings with my colleague. My co-worker was aware of the situation with my boyfriend and became increasingly concerned about it as our friendship progressed.
Eventually I confessed my crush to my co-worker who was honestly shocked. We planned a date night together with a more romantic tone; a movie at his apartment. The movie ended with us making out on the couch and him convincing me I should sleep over in the guest room because it was late. I agreed and invited him to come lie down with me for a bit in the guest room. We cuddled all night but he didn't try and make any further advances.
The next morning he told me I needed to leave my boyfriend and that he would drive me over and we would pack up my stuff and I could move in there until I figured out a better plan. I did just that, but never figured out a better plan, and we have been together ever since (that was 6 years ago).
Oh, and his arranged marriage was called off as well. His parents were livid. We actually had to disappear for a bit until they calmed down.
I cheat on all my girlfriends. I'm up front about it, I don't really want to have a girlfriend in the first place, but if they insist then sometimes that's how it goes. Usually then it's just "don't let me find out".
If I find someone I want to be monogamous with, then I will be, but I don't really see the point at this stage in my life. I'm in my 30s, good looking, making money, etc. The world is kinda my buffet right now. I'm not ever in danger of not having company, so why limit myself?
I'm not straight but was in a relationship with a woman for several years when I was younger. I cheated, one-offs, and when the opportunity presented itself, i'd have relations with men. When I got into a real relationship with a man, lets call him David, we both started cheating on each other around 5 years in.
He was traveling internationally for work for several months at a time. I got bored and lonely, so did he. We both continued cheating because we discovered we really like variety. We finally talked about things and decided to explore the menu together. I never had an affair, though.
I was in a female/female relationship for a long time. We had been dating each other for 3 years and had slowly drifted away from each other during that time. I started talking to this guy that I've always wanted to befriend.
One thing led to another and I ended sharing a romantic night with him. The second I got home, I immediately told my girlfriend and broke it off with her. Eventually I started dating the guy I slept with and now we're getting married in August. I'm still very good friends with my ex-girlfriend. However, it did takes us a while to get back to the friendship stage.
I dated a girl in college. We got engaged but only because I was scared of being alone. I wasn't happy and when the opportunity presented itself from a friend, we began sexting and sending pictures back and forth. Nothing physical, but emotional and as soon as my fiancé found out she left.
The other girl’s fiancé out too, but forgave her and she's now happily married. Haven't heard from either since then. It’s probably best that way.
I was married and really unhappy. We had a long backstory that isn't super important, and probably is a result of poor communication.
I flirted with a couple of our friends, jokingly at first but more seriously as time went on. After a while I asked my husband if I could sleep with them, and he told me I could do whatever I wanted, just don't tell him about it.
Since this was obviously passive aggressiveness, I waited around a month and asked again to make sure the answer wouldn't change. When I asked again he said the same thing, I decided I didn't care enough at this point to not just take it at face value, so I ended up telling the guy I was flirting with and we did the deed.
Anyway, my marriage ended, I actually have a job now, me and the other guy have been together for about two years now, and I'm a lot happier than I was before. So I guess it all turned out pretty well.
It all started and ended in my ex-wife's head.
She still divorced me.
I lost count. I have cheated in all my monogamous relationships for over 11 years, until I took a hard look at my life, and decided I’d rather be in an open relationship where both partners can do as they please, and no cheating is necessary.
Best decision of my life.
I was the third party and started hooking up with a family friend who was in a loveless relationship. She was a lot older than me, but we did our thing in secret a while. She eventually left her husband and we've been together for about ten years! Her ex is one of my closest friends and even he confirmed that they were no longer a real couple. HA!
I don't regret cheating at all. I knew the marriage was over before I met my current significant other. My ex spouse was a nightmare. Abuse included. My current partner has showed me how I should've been treated. Life is much better and I'm safe. I like feeling safe.
I came home early one day and found a used rubber in the toilet, then I confronted her. I ended our 4 year relationship that day, and started my descent into depression.
Started off as a two people who became friends. We then started both working nights and would sometimes hang out after work. Through a bit of time, things turned to an affair.
I told my wife. I came clean because I didn't want her to find out from anyone other than me. It was my fault and my mistake and I owned up to it
Dated for 2 years in college. She graduated early and left. We'd always had issues and fought a lot. She was head over heels for me but I'll be honest I didn't feel the same for her. Plus we fought a lot, as I mentioned. Girl had a temper.
Anyway, it's my birthday and she's away and of course we had fought all that week. She grudgingly wished me a happy birthday. I went out with friends and hooked up with a friend my other friend invited. She slept over, but we didn't do anything too intimate.
The next day I told my girlfriend what happened. She was livid. My next month was pure chaos and eventually after a month I realized that I couldn't deal with it anymore and left her.
I've been with the other girl ever since and it was the best decision I ever made.
I was in a weird relationship that was kindled in university. Inertia was keeping me in it. She was nice enough, and she needed me (or so I thought). In my mid-20s while on a business trip I met a woman who was genuinely enthusiastic about me. I broke up with the old girlfriend upon my return, and for 17 years have been married to the woman who was enthusiastic about me being me.
It started when he got on the plane and was in the seat next to mine. It ended when we landed. True story.
Not the cheater but the one who was cheated with.
A good female friend of mine had been complaining about how crummy her boyfriend is, and how she should leave him but never does.
I've liked this girl from day one of us meeting, but never did or said anything because she was with someone. We kinda flirted off and on but one night it went a little further than usual. The opportunity presented itself and I kissed her. She kissed me back.
Fast forward through the next month and a half if absolutely the happiest I've ever been with someone, and I get a phone call at midnight. It's her. I answer, and it's not her, it's her boyfriend. She broke up with him and told him why. Understandably, he was pissed.
Next day, he was packing his stuff and moving out. I went to see her and I could tell she was a bit rattled. I told her I was proud of her, and that I know what she did took a lot of guts. After spending the afternoon with her, I didn't hear from her for a week.
I finally catch up with her, and she tells me that she's taken what's his face back, and that he has forbidden her to have anything to do with me. I try to tell her... well a lot of things, but she'd made up her mind I suppose.
This was years ago and I still think about it all the time.
My ex-fiancee and I had just moved to Kansas so that he could be closer to his family, because he had moved to where I was going to school and hated it. I left behind scholarships and transferred colleges at his request.
When we got to Kansas, nothing improved. The mismatch of our libidos made everything worse. So I started looking on Tinder. I met a guy for what I thought was going to be an “easy” date. He ended up being everything I felt I was missing in my relationship. I kept going back for 2 weeks, every day, before I realized it wasn't going to stop and that I had to end things with my fiancée.
I broke up with him, but never told him I cheated. We're both so much better off now. He married one of his older ex-girlfriends and is really happy. They're perfect for each other. The guy I cheated on him with is my husband now, and we're expecting a baby girl this month.
Ended up having a one-night stand with this guy not expecting to hear from him again. Apparently, he asked my friend for my number. We started seeing each other.
Was about 4-5 weeks before I found out he had a serious girlfriend he was living with. Finally, little things that had happened all started making sense.
I ended things not long after because I knew the whole 'I want to leave her for you' thing was bogus as there were always excuses as to why he couldn't do it.
After I ended it he started spreading some really nasty stuff about me. Luckily for me none of my friends believed him as they knew what he was like. When I started hearing what he was saying I started telling people the truth about how small a certain appendage was and he left me alone finally!
I cheated because I didn't care enough not to cheat, and I didn't understand how terrible that was for everyone. I basically had little respect for others or myself, but I didn't realize it because I was getting plenty of attention. I'm not a cheater anymore. Had the kind of realization you hear alcoholics have where one day things get really clear. One day I was shattered with the fact that I was such an unlovable dud. It took years of therapy to get right and I've still got plenty of work, thankfully I'm not hurting people anymore.
My girlfriend and I were nearing 9 months in our relationship. Over the summer, I didn't really get to see her much and I was hanging out with some other friends over the summer. One of those friends, let's call her "M" has had a crush on me for a few months at that point. It started out as her just being a friend but hanging around with her everyday changed that. I found myself attracted to her more and more every day. Eventually, I make a move on her, and it succeeds. I break up with my gf the next day and start dating M. Me and M went on a on-off relationship for 3 years before we ended it for good. My ex still holds a grudge against me for cheating on her, and honestly, I don't really blame her. She has every right to hold a grudge against me but this grudge against me really made her unpopular in our high school for the following years. I know cheating is a terrible thing to do, and I personally never thought I'd do it, and I never will, but I don't regret it.
I know what caused my ex to start cheating. I know because he told me. When I get stressed I cannot perform in the bedroom. Stress and anxiety make it hard for me to perform and before long something that is supposed to happen daily becomes weekly, monthly, annually, etc.
My brother and the delivery guy for his shop had this conversation:
Delivery guy: Have you ever had someone call you and the caller ID showed up as someone else’s number?
Brother: No, I’m not sure what you mean…
Delivery guy: Well, my wife called me, but it showed up as my bosses number in my phone.
My brother was too astonished at the denial to say anything.
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