Every boyfriend I’ve had has cheated on me, even my current one. Although the situation with my current one is quite different. I’ll call him R. R and I have been together for 2 years now.
9 months ago I was in a very poor mental state and R and I were having a rocky time. We were less intimate, distanced from each other emotionally and sometimes physically as we both slowly began to put space between us when even eating dinner. During this time I had gained weight and was dealing with an ongoing depressive episode and I was afraid that R would leave me as we were arguing quite frequently.
Due to our lack of intimacy a conversation about a threesome was brought up, that same night he told me he would be comfortable with me sleeping with women, in return, I offered that it would be okay if he do the same with women. The logic going through my head was that if he were allowed to sleep with other women then maybe it would satisfy him sexually since I felt as if he was no longer interested in me.
And with him being satisfied then maybe he would thank me for being “a great girlfriend” and making him happy through other people. We set rules an boundaries but in the end they were broken by him in numerous ways. Such as saving girls ‘photos, sleeping with people he wasn’t supposed to sleep with, lying to me, and also in a way manipulating me during a weak time.
Someone I deeply loved was capable of cheating on me, even when I figured he would be the last person to do something like that to me. I almost felt forgotten about since my feelings had been so invalidated and violated. This is the 3rd time I have been cheated on by a boyfriend. Some may not think young relationships affect them but I believe they can.
My first boyfriend was an innocent middle school relationship. In school, I started dating a boy for so far one day, and I went to a sleepover and naively let a girl I considered to be my friend use my kik to text my boyfriend since they were friends. I later read the messages and he planned to break up with me to be with her.
Stupidly I let her continue talking to him and then was broken up with that same day. My second boyfriend was in the poly grade. I had been dating him for a month when he told me he wanted a break where we wouldn’t be talking as much and hanging out. I agreed cus that’s what he wanted.
A month went by and I started to get suspicious and asked him why he wanted to have a break. I got worried that he was wanting to be with someone else so I asked him and he said he had been talking to another girl he liked since last month.
So I said it was okay and he broke up with me. Two separate times in my life I have been asked out by boys as a joke, where they would date me for a week or so and then say that it was actually a joke that their friends planned. Why does every man in my life not take me seriously and treat me as if I am disposable and without feelings that can be hurt.
No one treats me as if I am a real person and human who can be respected. :/