r/AlasFeels

If another man flirts with you knowing you have a husband, that isn't a compliment. And this isn't something I'm writing about women in general. I'm writing this because of what happened between us.

A man who knowingly crosses the boundary of someone else's relationship is showing that he does not respect that relationship. But if you entertain it, flirt back, hide it, or allow yourself to become emotionally or sexually invested in it, then the issue is no longer just the man who approached you. It becomes a choice you made.

I know this because I lived through it with you.

You didn't cheat because you weren't loved.

You didn't cheat because you weren't attractive to me.

You didn't cheat because I wasn't giving you attention.

I was there. I gave you affection. I told you that you were beautiful. I desired you. I made you feel wanted. I gave you the validation you said you needed.

And yet, somehow, the validation coming from another man carried more weight than the validation coming from the man who loved you, chose you, and committed himself to you.

That is what hurts the most.

I could tell you that you were beautiful a hundred times, and somehow it could become ordinary simply because it came from me. But when another man showed you lust and desire, suddenly that attention felt different. Suddenly his words mattered. Suddenly being wanted by someone else became exciting enough to risk what we had.

That wasn't a lack of validation.

That was choosing a different kind of validation.

And eventually, it became lust.

There is a painful difference between wanting to feel loved and wanting to feel desired by someone new.

If your partner is already giving you love, affection, attention, reassurance, and desire, but you still seek it from another person because the attention feels exciting, then don't call it loneliness.

Don't call it being neglected.

Don't call it needing validation.

At some point, you have to call it what it is:

You wanted the attention of someone else.

And when you entertain that attention, you are no longer simply receiving a compliment. You are allowing someone outside your relationship to occupy a space that should have been protected.

A loyal partner doesn't have to prove that nobody will ever approach them.

People will approach you.

People will flirt.

People will test boundaries.

The real test is what you do next.

You shut it down.

You make your relationship clear.

You don't secretly enjoy the attention while telling yourself it means nothing.

You don't keep someone around just because their desire makes you feel attractive.

You don't trade the security of someone who genuinely loves you for the temporary rush of being wanted by someone who only wants access to you.

Because here's the part people don't want to admit:

Being desired is not the same as being valued.

Someone can lust after you without knowing your heart, your struggles, your sacrifices, or the life you've built together.

They may only want what they can get from you.

And if you risk a relationship for that attention, you aren't proving how desirable you are.

You're proving how much that temporary validation was worth to you.

What makes your betrayal even more painful to me is that the person you cheated with gave you something I was already giving you—and you still chose his.

I was already telling you that you were beautiful.

I was already making you feel wanted.

I was already giving you the affection, attention, and desire you claimed to need.

But somehow, when it came from me, it wasn't enough. My words, my affection, my desire for you—things I gave you because I genuinely loved you—were somehow less valuable than the attention of someone who simply wanted you.

When another man gave you attention, it suddenly meant something different.

And that realization destroys something inside the person who was trying to love you.

Because eventually you start asking yourself:

"What was wrong with what I was giving you?"

"Why did my love become ordinary to you?"

"Why was someone else's lust more valuable than my love?"

And that's the part betrayal doesn't easily explain.

Sometimes the person who cheats isn't looking for something their partner failed to provide.

Sometimes they're looking for something their partner could never provide:

the thrill of being wanted by someone new.

And no amount of love from their partner can compete with a desire they have chosen to chase outside the relationship.

So no, being approached by another man isn't automatically proof that a woman is disloyal.

But entertaining him is a choice.

Hiding the conversations is a choice.

Flirting back is a choice.

Accepting the attention because it feels good is a choice.

Allowing lust to grow into an emotional or physical affair is a choice.

And cheating is not an accident.

It's a series of boundaries that someone repeatedly chooses to cross.

I wish you had understood that the validation you were searching for wasn't worth destroying the trust of the person who was already giving you the love, attention, affection, and desire you were looking for.

Because I wasn't asking you to choose between being desired and being loved.

I was already giving you both.

I only wanted you to recognize that my love shouldn't have had to compete with someone else's lust.

And when the person you love chooses another person's temporary attention and lust over the love you've consistently given them, the pain isn't simply that they cheated.

It's realizing that what you gave them was never valued the way you believed it was.

And despite everything that happened, deep within my heart, I still hope and wish for your happiness. I genuinely hope you never experience what I have felt. I hope you never have to know what it is like to carry this kind of trauma, this heartbreak, this anxiety, and the endless overthinking that kept me awake night after night.

I hope you never have to know what it feels like to cry silently at night because you don't want anyone to hear you. I hope you never experience the moments when the grief and sadness become so overwhelming that you break down and tremble because you don't know how to carry the pain anymore.

There were nights when the pain became so unbearable that I wished I could simply disappear, because I wanted the pain to end. I don't want you to ever reach a place that dark. I don't want you to ever feel the kind of hopelessness that I felt.

And deep within my heart, I truly hope you never experience this—not because I want you to suffer less than I did, but because I know how devastating it is, and I don't believe anyone deserves to carry this kind of pain. I know you, and I know that this kind of heartbreak would be difficult for you to handle.

Even after everything, a part of me still wishes you happiness. I hope you find peace. I hope you learn from what happened. And most of all, I hope you never have to become the person who understands this pain only because you were made to feel it yourself.

yung minsan ka na nga lang magmahal, sa putanginang avoidant ka pa matatapat. bwiset talaga!!!!

Hellooo, looking for same people na broken, nag rerelapse tuwing gabi or gusto lang ng kausap tuwing 10pm? HAHAHAHA. Looking for people na nag momove on din po ngayon like us, what if sabay sabay na lang tayo mag relapse? Just hmu lang pooo

I tried dating last year. Not once did it ever progress to a relationship. The first guy actually has a kid with his ex and he hid it from me for months. The second guy ghosted me because i was unable to meet him often due to my demanding work. The third guy was actually in a relationship so basically i became a freaking sidechick, but I told his gf and answered all her questions. Hopefully he suffered from the consequences and i hope she's doing okay.

I was yearning to be loved and chosen even to the point i agreed to a fwb setup. Yes I KNOW I WAS STUPID. I think i was just that lonely.

This emptiness has been haunting me every night. All my friends are all in happy relationships while here I am, just drowning in all my thoughts. I'm confident with my looks and i can commit naman. I just don't know what am I doing wrong? They always thought na I'm taken which idk why.

Umabot sa point na umiiyak nako sa gabi, wishing and praying to god to just please please remove my desire to be loved. I still stand by it. Kasi naawa nalang ako sa sarili ko.

I'm not with my family rn cuz i chose to work far from them. I only have my friends.

Actually before I started dating last year, i was doing okay. I just tried it out kasi my friends encouraged me. Di masyado affectionate ang fam ko so i grew up not really that huggy lovey with my fam, hindi kami emotionally close.

Then when i started dating, naopen ang eyes ko sa affection and love. Yes i did fell in love, really, with the first guy i dated, but i hate liars.

He treated me with love and affection i never experienced before. Parang may napunan sa emptiness ng heart ko non. I was happy. Genuinely happy. Na that's how it feels like pala to be loved.

But now? I'm craving and yearning for a love that's genuine. Yes, before typing this I was bawling my eyes out in frustration. I'm not a bad person naman. I vote wisely, I'm not a dds. Pero wala eh bakit parang di ako worth it mahalin??

I deleted my dating app last February. I'm just a lurker here. I enjoyed reading confessions and such here. Di nawawala ang envy but I'm happy for all those in a relationship. Gusto ko nalang malaman if pati din ba ako mamahalin din ng tama?

Still praying to god na alisin nalang ang desires ko to be loved if im not meant to loved.

Ps. Nobody would guess na ganto na tumatakbo sa isip ko cuz i tend to act cool and easy going. Like if kilala mo ko in person, di mo yan ieexpect. For girl talks, i don't really talk much about love and rs.

Curious lang, ano mga ginawa nyo buong araw knowing that it might be your last?