When I Dated a Cheater
Start writing a post
Relationships

When I Dated a Cheater

Sometimes you need to look past the beautiful lies to accept the ugly truth.

408
When I Dated a Cheater
Rebeca Cygnus

See, that's the thing with most of us. We tend to hide behind the lies instead of getting hit with the truth head on. I used to be one of those people, trust me. Nobody wants to get hurt and feel pain, so we'll go down any path but the one we need to. We will knock on door number three because it looks better, even if we know there is sanctuary at door one. We will do anything not to feel pain in the moment. We tend to be blind to the truth especially when it's not what we want to see.

For me, I ran years from the truth. It wasn't until this past year that I was forced to see my situation for what it was. I was in a serious relationship that lasted five years, and I was then left for the other woman. Little did I know, my ex had that girl on the side the entire time of our relationship excluding the first six months. I had a feeling that they had something going on, but I had no idea it was for that long. I didn't want to realize the truth, I couldn't. For example, during one of our mini breakups, she sent flowers to the other woman. The same day we broke up. My heart was shattered yet, I still took her back a month after that. I forced myself to believe that I was who she truly wanted and the other woman was just for the attention. When in reality, the feelings for the other woman were more than just hookups; she was emotionally attached to her. Another time, I confessed to my ex about emotionally cheating. I regretted it and felt the guilt of it. I wanted to be honest with her, and start fresh. However, minutes after I told her with tears streaming down her face, she used my phone to call the other girl. She sat in my car, with my phone talking to the other girl about what I did to her, while I was sitting in her house waiting. I didn't find that out until hours later when she admitted it to me. That right there gave me all the red flags I needed to end it, but I didn't. The truth was staring straight at me, but I refused to acknowledge it.

The minute we officially ended things was an eye opening moment for me. I was finally able to breathe. I let the truths sink in that I kept turning my cheek to. The thing I kept myself blind from was the fact that she was no longer in love with me. I didn't want to believe that it was possible for people to fall out of love and it was happening right in front of my eyes. The truth for me was that we were no longer good for each other and that our relationship had become too toxic. We just needed to let each other go.

Running away from your problems will only do more damage in the end. It will be a hard thing to do and you may think you are not strong enough to handle the truth but the thing is, you are. You are strong enough. You just have to believe in yourself, that you are worth more then just being an option to someone. Hearing the truth will hurt like hell but that's what you need. Being forced to face reality will be a wake up call for you, so stop ignoring those red flags that are thrown at you. Trust your instinct and do what it tells you. Only you know what is best for yourself, and yeah at times your vision may get blurry but deep down you know what the right choice is.

Give yourself more credit.

Report this Content
This article has not been reviewed by Odyssey HQ and solely reflects the ideas and opinions of the creator.
houses under green sky
Photo by Alev Takil on Unsplash

Small towns certainly have their pros and cons. Many people who grow up in small towns find themselves counting the days until they get to escape their roots and plant new ones in bigger, "better" places. And that's fine. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought those same thoughts before too. We all have, but they say it's important to remember where you came from. When I think about where I come from, I can't help having an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for my roots. Being from a small town has taught me so many important lessons that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

Keep Reading...Show less
​a woman sitting at a table having a coffee
nappy.co

I can't say "thank you" enough to express how grateful I am for you coming into my life. You have made such a huge impact on my life. I would not be the person I am today without you and I know that you will keep inspiring me to become an even better version of myself.

Keep Reading...Show less
Student Life

Waitlisted for a College Class? Here's What to Do!

Dealing with the inevitable realities of college life.

90334
college students waiting in a long line in the hallway
StableDiffusion

Course registration at college can be a big hassle and is almost never talked about. Classes you want to take fill up before you get a chance to register. You might change your mind about a class you want to take and must struggle to find another class to fit in the same time period. You also have to make sure no classes clash by time. Like I said, it's a big hassle.

This semester, I was waitlisted for two classes. Most people in this situation, especially first years, freak out because they don't know what to do. Here is what you should do when this happens.

Keep Reading...Show less
a man and a woman sitting on the beach in front of the sunset

Whether you met your new love interest online, through mutual friends, or another way entirely, you'll definitely want to know what you're getting into. I mean, really, what's the point in entering a relationship with someone if you don't know whether or not you're compatible on a very basic level?

Consider these 21 questions to ask in the talking stage when getting to know that new guy or girl you just started talking to:

Keep Reading...Show less
Lifestyle

Challah vs. Easter Bread: A Delicious Dilemma

Is there really such a difference in Challah bread or Easter Bread?

62332
loaves of challah and easter bread stacked up aside each other, an abundance of food in baskets
StableDiffusion

Ever since I could remember, it was a treat to receive Easter Bread made by my grandmother. We would only have it once a year and the wait was excruciating. Now that my grandmother has gotten older, she has stopped baking a lot of her recipes that require a lot of hand usage--her traditional Italian baking means no machines. So for the past few years, I have missed enjoying my Easter Bread.

Keep Reading...Show less

Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Facebook Comments