It has been nearly 6 months since my D-day, I found out 3 months after BF cheated, and truthfully during those 3 months I KNEW something wasn't right and that something had happened.
I will start from the beginning. BF and I have been together 4 years and 4 months. Back in August we were having a rough patch and I left, we are young (22 now) and I had always believed that when I was in love I would always feel like I was in love (now I know that is not true). Back then I felt like we were failing and that I was falling out of love and I am ashamed to admit this but I was getting the attention I was craving from BF from another man (nothing sexual happened until I was single). By attention I mean he took an interest in what I had to say, my beliefs, things I was interested in - basically just listened to me. (I DID NOT cheat)
A few weeks after leaving BF I knew I had made a mistake but I was so far in I felt like there was no getting back to him and by that time he had already met another woman.
Things never happened with the Om and we just became friends.
In October I finally worked up the courage to tell my ex that I still loved him and the day after we met up for a chat and 'fun'. That was a Monday and we decided that we would give things another chance. On the Friday of the same week we got together in the evening and had a long talk about us and what we wanted and where we would go. He said he was still talking to the woman he had been meeting up with but not in a sexual way and that he would tell her that weekend that we were back together and that he wasn't going to see her anymore. I later found out he was gaslighting me for me for those 3 months.
Well he did see her that weekend but he did not tell her about us and told me that he did not say anything about us because 'nothing' happened and that they had just snuggled in bed and watched a movie and then she had stayed over (how the hell is that nothing happening!!!) well after that she was basically out of the picture, he never saw her again and I thought he had not even spoke to her and then she ended up deleting him off of facebook in November.
We spent Christmas with his family and it was good, until we got back to his flat. I found a friend request from her and flipped. That whole time I felt like I was getting lied to and was being made a fool of then a month later was D-day. He had stayed at my flat the night before and had logged onto facebook on my laptop but had not logged out so when I went on after he had left for work his facebook was still open.
There were no messages from her but there were messages from his friends from the period of the first week we had got back together.
From those I found out that the day after we had got back together he had been sexting her and because she refused to come over to his flat and he did not go to hers because they were both so 'tired' he had tried to get me to come over to his flat to relieve him because she had got him 'so riled up'. He was talking about this with his friend and his friend was encouraging him!!!!
There were other messages from when we were apart where he was saying that he was going to try it on with my sister and a old friend of mine.
well after reading those I text him confronting him about it and he admitted it and said he would leave work early so he could come to mine and we could talk about it. Well that was the worst day in my existence. When he got to my flat later that day he admitted to cheating with her the Saturday AFTER we had spent the night together and spoke about our future and how we were going to fix us and he had said that nothing sexual had happened with her that week and was not going to happen again (he had told me back then that he was seeing a male friend of his that day but I knew he was seeing her in my heart).
He also admitted that for a week and a half after we got back together with her he was still in regular touch with her, nothing sexual after he had slept with her (may I add that was the first time they had slept together!!! wtf!!!).
I decided that I still wanted to be with him because I literally can not imagine a more painful existence. He assured me that there was absolutely no emotional relationship there and that he didn't even find her attractive (why sleep with someone you aren't attracted too???).
The past 6 months have been a major struggle, I am fighting the pain and anger and hatred everyday. And no, I do not trust him - I am not sure if I will ever trust him again.
I hate this other woman, I have little fantasies about what I'd do to her if I ever saw her but thankfully she dropped out of university (the same one I attend, the same one he attended, and now works for. VERY hard to walk around those halls and not think about it) and moved back to Norway (YAY - I hope she feels like a big massive failure) and I am constantly angry at him for doing it after the struggles we've went through together and how hard it was for me to admit to him I was still in love with him and that I was wrong.
Just why would he do that, what did she have that I did not?
[This message edited by Ellephantastic at 9:24 AM, July 15th (Monday)]
