u/CauliflowerEnough28

So I am M23, my girlfriend is 24 and she cheated on me thrice. The first two might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. Let me tell everything from the start.

So I met a girl a year ago at a defence training institute. She approached me and asked me out directly. She was such a beautiful girl with a good sense of humour, and I liked her too. Since I hadn’t had any good experience with women before, I enjoyed her company. She was literally everything I needed (everything she told me about herself). And, importantly, she was the first person I had a relationship with that included intimacy. She was my first.

But this wasn’t true, not at all. Then I found out she was still talking to her ex and also had a secret long-distance boyfriend. I was shattered the first time I saw it on her phone. My heart literally hurt. I decided to leave her life forever. I cried, I shouted alone, I was completely broken.

But then she came back with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, and all her excuses. The biggest one was her tears. She cried, made me forgive her, and somehow convinced me to stay.

Apart from this, she was really very receptive to every man around her. She had given access to so many men from her friend group. And somehow, I became the “insecure” and possessive guy. I was genuinely trying to accept everything, even though I had trauma from my past. Still, I was learning, trying my best to not be insecure at all.

Then the second time happened. After the exam we were preparing for, we went out to eat something. She accidentally handed me her phone, and out of nowhere, a call came from an unknown number. I answered it, and guess what — another so-called “man.” Some other guy. She was cheating on him with me, or maybe cheating on me with him. Same shit all over again.

This time, I was destroyed. I had literally given everything to her. For her sake, I was trying to broaden my thinking, increase my patience, and improve my understanding. But behind my back, she was video calling him, turning him on, and doing all of that while I was here trying to become a better man for her.

I still can’t even imagine those freaking four days where I literally just cried and cried. Yes, men do cry. But again, she somehow managed to restart everything with her crying, her promises, and all those emotional tactics. And the worst part is, I was so madly in love with this woman that I ended up believing her all over again. And honestly, that’s what made it truly dangerous.

Third time. And this is about today — THE most painful one.

She kept telling me every single day that she missed me, loved me, and cared about me. So we made a plan and went out somewhere. I had her phone with me, which already felt risky. Before this, for context, we had fought over a few guys I saw on her profile. I told her not to get too close to them because I wasn’t getting a good vibe from them. She gave explanations, bla bla, but anyway…

While I had her phone, I saw one of those guys calling her. Then I found him in the locked chats on her phone. My God, that feeling… my hands started shivering. I couldn’t even hold the phone properly. I literally went into panic. There was a guy who was actually her boyfriend, and she had literally fucked him recently.

I cried so badly. I asked her to leave. I talked, shouted, did so many things that even I can’t believe now. I called the guy and asked him to meet me with her. We met. And she chose him over me, right in front of me.

The moment I heard those words, I felt killed. I died from inside. I couldn’t speak. I still can’t even look at people properly. I feel so dead. I’m still crying. I literally have no one with whom I can share any of this. So I’m just ranting here.

Despite all this, there were many lies, many more incidents — what people nowadays call “micro cheating.” And somehow, I kept accepting everything. I know people will call me an idiot. But all of it was only for the sake of love, and for the sake of my first s*x.

But now I’m shivering, devastated, dead inside. I can’t even ask anyone for help. Maybe I can’t live with all of this. These thoughts are haunting me, tearing through my skin and my heart. I hate myself for what I’ve become. I want to cryyyy so louddd. Please, I need a psychiatrist, a therapist, anything just to survive this.

And yes, just one question to girls — WHY? What do you get from all of this? I mean… WHAT????

So I am M23, my girlfriend is 24 and she cheated on me thrice. The first two might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. Let me tell everything from the start.

So I met a girl a year ago at a defence training institute. She approached me and asked me out directly. She was such a beautiful girl with a good sense of humour, and I liked her too. Since I hadn’t had any good experience with women before, I enjoyed her company. She was literally everything I needed (everything she told me about herself). And, importantly, she was the first person I had a relationship with that included intimacy. She was my first.

But this wasn’t true, not at all. Then I found out she was still talking to her ex and also had a secret long-distance boyfriend. I was shattered the first time I saw it on her phone. My heart literally hurt. I decided to leave her life forever. I cried, I shouted alone, I was completely broken.

But then she came back with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, and all her excuses. The biggest one was her tears. She cried, made me forgive her, and somehow convinced me to stay.

Apart from this, she was really very receptive to every man around her. She had given access to so many men from her friend group. And somehow, I became the “insecure” and possessive guy. I was genuinely trying to accept everything, even though I had trauma from my past. Still, I was learning, trying my best to not be insecure at all.

Then the second time happened. After the exam we were preparing for, we went out to eat something. She accidentally handed me her phone, and out of nowhere, a call came from an unknown number. I answered it, and guess what — another so-called “man.” Some other guy. She was cheating on him with me, or maybe cheating on me with him. Same shit all over again.

This time, I was destroyed. I had literally given everything to her. For her sake, I was trying to broaden my thinking, increase my patience, and improve my understanding. But behind my back, she was video calling him, turning him on, and doing all of that while I was here trying to become a better man for her.

I still can’t even imagine those freaking four days where I literally just cried and cried. Yes, men do cry. But again, she somehow managed to restart everything with her crying, her promises, and all those emotional tactics. And the worst part is, I was so madly in love with this woman that I ended up believing her all over again. And honestly, that’s what made it truly dangerous.

Third time. And this is about today — THE most painful one.

She kept telling me every single day that she missed me, loved me, and cared about me. So we made a plan and went out somewhere. I had her phone with me, which already felt risky. Before this, for context, we had fought over a few guys I saw on her profile. I told her not to get too close to them because I wasn’t getting a good vibe from them. She gave explanations, bla bla, but anyway…

While I had her phone, I saw one of those guys calling her. Then I found him in the locked chats on her phone. My God, that feeling… my hands started shivering. I couldn’t even hold the phone properly. I literally went into panic. There was a guy who was actually her boyfriend, and she had literally fucked him recently.

I cried so badly. I asked her to leave. I talked, shouted, did so many things that even I can’t believe now. I called the guy and asked him to meet me with her. We met. And she chose him over me, right in front of me.

The moment I heard those words, I felt killed. I died from inside. I couldn’t speak. I still can’t even look at people properly. I feel so dead. I’m still crying. I literally have no one with whom I can share any of this. So I’m just ranting here.

Despite all this, there were many lies, many more incidents — what people nowadays call “micro cheating.” And somehow, I kept accepting everything. I know people will call me an idiot. But all of it was only for the sake of love, and for the sake of my first s*x.

But now I’m shivering, devastated, dead inside. I can’t even ask anyone for help. Maybe I can’t live with all of this. These thoughts are haunting me, tearing through my skin and my heart. I hate myself for what I’ve become. I want to cryyyy so louddd. Please, I need a psychiatrist, a therapist, anything just to survive this.

And yes, just one question to girls — WHY? What do you get from all of this? I mean… WHAT????

So I am M23, my girlfriend is 24 and she cheated on me thrice. The first two might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. Let me tell everything from the start.

So I met a girl a year ago at a defence training institute. She approached me and asked me out directly. She was such a beautiful girl with a good sense of humour, and I liked her too. Since I hadn’t had any good experience with women before, I enjoyed her company. She was literally everything I needed (everything she told me about herself). And, importantly, she was the first person I had a relationship with that included intimacy. She was my first.

But this wasn’t true, not at all. Then I found out she was still talking to her ex and also had a secret long-distance boyfriend. I was shattered the first time I saw it on her phone. My heart literally hurt. I decided to leave her life forever. I cried, I shouted alone, I was completely broken.

But then she came back with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, and all her excuses. The biggest one was her tears. She cried, made me forgive her, and somehow convinced me to stay.

Apart from this, she was really very receptive to every man around her. She had given access to so many men from her friend group. And somehow, I became the “insecure” and possessive guy. I was genuinely trying to accept everything, even though I had trauma from my past. Still, I was learning, trying my best to not be insecure at all.

Then the second time happened. After the exam we were preparing for, we went out to eat something. She accidentally handed me her phone, and out of nowhere, a call came from an unknown number. I answered it, and guess what — another so-called “man.” Some other guy. She was cheating on him with me, or maybe cheating on me with him. Same shit all over again.

This time, I was destroyed. I had literally given everything to her. For her sake, I was trying to broaden my thinking, increase my patience, and improve my understanding. But behind my back, she was video calling him, turning him on, and doing all of that while I was here trying to become a better man for her.

I still can’t even imagine those freaking four days where I literally just cried and cried. Yes, men do cry. But again, she somehow managed to restart everything with her crying, her promises, and all those emotional tactics. And the worst part is, I was so madly in love with this woman that I ended up believing her all over again. And honestly, that’s what made it truly dangerous.

Third time. And this is about today — THE most painful one.

She kept telling me every single day that she missed me, loved me, and cared about me. So we made a plan and went out somewhere. I had her phone with me, which already felt risky. Before this, for context, we had fought over a few guys I saw on her profile. I told her not to get too close to them because I wasn’t getting a good vibe from them. She gave explanations, bla bla, but anyway…

While I had her phone, I saw one of those guys calling her. Then I found him in the locked chats on her phone. My God, that feeling… my hands started shivering. I couldn’t even hold the phone properly. I literally went into panic. There was a guy who was actually her boyfriend, and she had literally fucked him recently.

I cried so badly. I asked her to leave. I talked, shouted, did so many things that even I can’t believe now. I called the guy and asked him to meet me with her. We met. And she chose him over me, right in front of me.

The moment I heard those words, I felt killed. I died from inside. I couldn’t speak. I still can’t even look at people properly. I feel so dead. I’m still crying. I literally have no one with whom I can share any of this. So I’m just ranting here.

Despite all this, there were many lies, many more incidents — what people nowadays call “micro cheating.” And somehow, I kept accepting everything. I know people will call me an idiot. But all of it was only for the sake of love, and for the sake of my first s*x.

But now I’m shivering, devastated, dead inside. I can’t even ask anyone for help. Maybe I can’t live with all of this. These thoughts are haunting me, tearing through my skin and my heart. I hate myself for what I’ve become. I want to cryyyy so louddd. Please, I need a psychiatrist, a therapist, anything just to survive this.

And yes, just one question to girls — WHY? What do you get from all of this? I mean… WHAT????

So i am M23, my girlfriend 24 cheated on me thrice, first two were might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. let me tell everything from starting.

so i met a girl a year ago in some coaching institution of defence, there she approached me and asked me out directly she was such a beautiful girl with good sense of humour i liked her too, since i didn’t had any good experience with any women till then i enjoyed her company. She was literally everything i needed ( everything she told me about her). and importantly the first one with whom i had a relationship with intimacy. She was my first.

but this wasn’t true, not at all. until i found out first that she was still talking to her ex and a secret long distance boyfriend. i was shattered when i first time saw in her phone. My heart was paining i made a decision to go from her life forever. i cried, i shouted alone i was literally broken, but then she came up with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, all her fine excuses, the biggest one were her TEARS. she was crying, and made me to forgive her and made me stay.

apart from this she was really so receptive to every men, she have given access to many men from her friend group. I was the insecure guy, who was possessive. I was trying to accept everything but had a trauma in the past but i was still learning to not have any insecurity at all.

so the second time again after that exam happened which we were preparing we went out to eat something, she mistakenly gave her phone to me and out of no where a call was coming from an unknown number, i answered and guess what “another so called men” some other guy, she was cheating on him to me or maybe vice versa. same shit happened again, this time i was destroyed i literally gave my everything to her for the sake of her i was trying to broaden my thinking, my capacity to increase my understanding. But at the back of me, she was video calling him, making his dick hard lmao. I couldn’t even imagine those freaking 4 days where i literally criedddd just cried (yes men do cry), but again she managed to start everything again with her crying and promise techniques, in-fact i was so mad, so madly in love with this freaking women that made me believe all in her again and that’s really hazardous.

third time, so this is of today and THE most painful one, so she keep on telling me everyday that she miss me, love me, etc So we made a plan out and went to some place. i had her phone and that was risky though, before that for the context we had a fight over a few guys whom i saw in her profile and told her not to get close with them because i am not getting a good vibe from them, she gave explanations bla bla but anyway i saw one of the guys calling her and found him in the locked chats of her phone, my god that feeling my hands were shivering, i couldn’t stand holding the phone i literally just fell in panic. There was a guy who was her boyfriend and she literally fucked that guy recently. I fucking cried so badly i asked her to leave i talked i did many things which are unbelievable. i called the guy and asked him to meet me with her we met, and she chose him over me in front of me. And the time i heard those words i was killed, i was dead from inside, i couldn’t speak, i can’t even see anyone properly i am so dead i am still crying, i have no one literally no one jisko i could share my anything. So ranting here.

despite all this there were many lies, more incidents that is being called micro cheating now a days. i somehow accepted everything. I know people will call me idiot. but all of that was only for the sake of love, for the of my first s*x. But now i am shivering, devastated, dead, cannot ask anyone anything. maybe i can’t live with all these, they are haunting me, tearing my skin my heart, i hate me for what i have become, i want to cryyyy so louddd, please i need a psychiatrist a therapist to live.

and yes just a one question to girls, WHY? what do you get from all of this, i mean WHAT????

So I am M23, my girlfriend is 24 and she cheated on me thrice. The first two might not be considered cheating in today’s generation. Let me tell everything from the start.

So I met a girl a year ago at a defence training institute. She approached me and asked me out directly. She was such a beautiful girl with a good sense of humour, and I liked her too. Since I hadn’t had any good experience with women before, I enjoyed her company. She was literally everything I needed (everything she told me about herself). And, importantly, she was the first person I had a relationship with that included intimacy. She was my first.

But this wasn’t true, not at all. Then I found out she was still talking to her ex and also had a secret long-distance boyfriend. I was shattered the first time I saw it on her phone. My heart literally hurt. I decided to leave her life forever. I cried, I shouted alone, I was completely broken.

But then she came back with all her care for me, all her drama, all her past trauma, and all her excuses. The biggest one was her tears. She cried, made me forgive her, and somehow convinced me to stay.

Apart from this, she was really very receptive to every man around her. She had given access to so many men from her friend group. And somehow, I became the “insecure” and possessive guy. I was genuinely trying to accept everything, even though I had trauma from my past. Still, I was learning, trying my best to not be insecure at all.

Then the second time happened. After the exam we were preparing for, we went out to eat something. She accidentally handed me her phone, and out of nowhere, a call came from an unknown number. I answered it, and guess what — another so-called “man.” Some other guy. She was cheating on him with me, or maybe cheating on me with him. Same shit all over again.

This time, I was destroyed. I had literally given everything to her. For her sake, I was trying to broaden my thinking, increase my patience, and improve my understanding. But behind my back, she was video calling him, turning him on, and doing all of that while I was here trying to become a better man for her.

I still can’t even imagine those freaking four days where I literally just cried and cried. Yes, men do cry. But again, she somehow managed to restart everything with her crying, her promises, and all those emotional tactics. And the worst part is, I was so madly in love with this woman that I ended up believing her all over again. And honestly, that’s what made it truly dangerous.

Third time. And this is about today — THE most painful one.

She kept telling me every single day that she missed me, loved me, and cared about me. So we made a plan and went out somewhere. I had her phone with me, which already felt risky. Before this, for context, we had fought over a few guys I saw on her profile. I told her not to get too close to them because I wasn’t getting a good vibe from them. She gave explanations, bla bla, but anyway…

While I had her phone, I saw one of those guys calling her. Then I found him in the locked chats on her phone. My God, that feeling… my hands started shivering. I couldn’t even hold the phone properly. I literally went into panic. There was a guy who was actually her boyfriend, and she had literally fucked him recently.

I cried so badly. I asked her to leave. I talked, shouted, did so many things that even I can’t believe now. I called the guy and asked him to meet me with her. We met. And she chose him over me, right in front of me.

The moment I heard those words, I felt killed. I died from inside. I couldn’t speak. I still can’t even look at people properly. I feel so dead. I’m still crying. I literally have no one with whom I can share any of this. So I’m just ranting here.

Despite all this, there were many lies, many more incidents — what people nowadays call “micro cheating.” And somehow, I kept accepting everything. I know people will call me an idiot. But all of it was only for the sake of love, and for the sake of my first s*x.

But now I’m shivering, devastated, dead inside. I can’t even ask anyone for help. Maybe I can’t live with all of this. These thoughts are haunting me, tearing through my skin and my heart. I hate myself for what I’ve become. I want to cryyyy so louddd. Please, I need a psychiatrist, a therapist, anything just to survive this.

And yes, just one question to girls — WHY? What do you get from all of this? I mean… WHAT????