u/Funky_kaat

So we’ve been together for more than 5 months and last weekend we decided to attend pride together. There was a DJ on the street and lots of people. Everything was going well: we were drinking, singing and dancing together. As my boyfriend is charismatic, attractive and such a good dancer he started getting a lot of people’s attention so they wanted him/us to join their groups of friends to dance with.

I was okay with him dancing in the middle and getting all the claps and attention but there was a point that it wasn’t us anymore, it was just him and everyone else. and this weird feeling of being left behind started invading me. He would prefer to dance with anyone else (mostly girls) but me, he would look at me only at certain times. I know he’s allowed to have fun and not being next to me the whole time but it was completely different as it was just an hour before. 

I felt like maybe I needed another drink to keep up so I left the group of people we were dancing with to get one. He didn’t notice I had left only after like 10 minutes, he just looked at me did nothing about it, he kept dancing. while I started sipping my drink I noticed the shirtless hunk who was kissing some other guys minutes before was approaching my boyfriend and I knew it was over for me, my heart stopped and then they were face to face, ofc I didn’t listen what he said to him but, all the people around started to shout “kiss kiss kiss”, the ones who knew he was my boyfriend turned their faces to see my reaction and my bf looked at me kind of asking for permission. I nodded. something inside of me felt like he was going to reject him, that’s why I nodded, but that didn’t happen. They kissed, and my boyfriend was staring at me while doing it the entire time. all the people around started screaming/laughing/cheering. It was one of the most humiliating moments of my life.

I froze. It’s like time stopped completely and it was just me staring at that image. the person who promised would never break my heart was kissing a random guy at a party in front of me and the person who said he would never tolerate the idea of me flirting or kissing a stranger was there giving me an anxiety attack. I ran as fast as I possible so I could breathe and think, but then I realized that i couldn’t just leave him there by himself, after all he’s just 22 so I came back so we could talk. 

When I came back, I guess it was just like 5 minutes after the incident, he was mad at me for leaving him but when he saw me shaking and crying he also started crying and claimed he kissed the guy in the chin not on the lips. then he started faking a panic attack and right after he “recovered” he said that he didn’t remember anything at all and maybe they put something on his drink and that he would never do something like that. 

I don’t know what to do at all, but maybe hearing other people‘s perspectives would help 

EDIT: I'm not mad at people calling me the monster and the villain here since that's what i asked for: perspective. But i wouldn't be this "exhausting" if we hadn't agreed before that kissing strangers was NOT allowed and if he hadn't said that doing so is disgusting.