{"id":70833,"date":"2023-12-02T20:28:49","date_gmt":"2023-12-02T20:28:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/geels.net\/?p=70833"},"modified":"2023-12-02T20:28:49","modified_gmt":"2023-12-02T20:28:49","slug":"i-found-out-my-boyfriend-was-cheating-on-me-with-multiple-women","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/geels.net\/beauty\/i-found-out-my-boyfriend-was-cheating-on-me-with-multiple-women\/","title":{"rendered":"I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me with multiple women"},"content":{"rendered":"
I’ve dated some doozies during my time but there is one particular bloke who really takes the cake. My friends and I still refer to him as the super cheater. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Nope it’s the super cheater throwing his willy about all over the place.<\/p>\n
You see a few years ago I found myself stuck in a toxic relationship. It was one of those all-consuming love affairs you hear about but never think you would be na\u00efve enough to get mixed up in.<\/p>\n
I had never experienced an intoxicating love like this. You see, my first long-term boyfriend was a sweet, nice, safe kind of guy. Which was great for my small(ish) town upbringing but once I got out into the real world, I discovered there were other types of men who made my heart race in a different kind of way.<\/p>\n
Not a good way, dear reader. Not a good way. I believe the term for it now is ’emotionally unavailable’, and I was a big fan of these type of guys.<\/p>\n
And so it was that I found myself in a relationship with a guy who would really shake up my nervous system. He was tanned with broad shoulders and a loud robust personality that lit up any room he walked in.<\/p>\n
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A few years ago I found myself stuck in a toxic relationship. It was one of those all-consuming love affairs you hear about but never think you would be na\u00efve enough to get mixed up in<\/p>\n
I was hooked and so I bid adieu to my brain and all common sense.<\/p>\n
The first time he cheated on me I was traumatised. I remember taking a call while driving that left me so gobsmacked, I had to pull over to the side of the road.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The phone call had come from my mum to let me know that a close family friend had just spotted my boyfriend making out with a girl at McDonald’s.<\/p>\n
Yep, infidelity with a side of fries.<\/p>\n
Once I hung up, I stared out the window for roughly five minutes trying to process what I had been told before bursting in to tears and crying until I felt like I had let the well run dry.<\/p>\n
Now my mum was not a fan of this guy – in fact, no one was – so by telling me this information she was hoping I would finally kick him to the kerb.<\/p>\n
But my silly ol’ heart was in denial. I started making calls. I need more information, more, more, more. Was I trying to find out all the details or desperately trying to talk to anyone who could dispel the rumour that I knew deep down was true? I couldn’t be sure which.<\/p>\n
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I was overseas on a holiday with a girlfriend. We were having a brilliant time until I got a text from a friend who had been at a party with my boyfriend and one of my best friends.\u00a0I called his phone, but he didn’t answer. I called her phone, and she didn’t answer (names changed)<\/p>\n
I think I knew exactly who the woman was before my mum even mentioned what she looked like. We couldn’t have been more opposite.<\/p>\n
They say a woman’s intuition never lies, and from the moment he first mentioned her name I felt something uneasy deep inside my belly. She was the new girlfriend of one of his mates and because she was a bit of a tomboy, she would tag along to there fishing trips and dirt bike rides.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, I was working in fashion media. Oh, the irony.<\/p>\n
He denied it till he was blue in the face, even getting the woman to call me and deny it herself. He said he had just asked her for a lift home from work because he had lost his licence (of course he had) and they stopped in for some Macca’s.<\/p>\n
Even though deep down I knew he was lying when he said they weren’t kissing, I chose to believe him, and we carried on. The thing they don’t tell you about cheating is that if you do decide to stay in the relationship it will never be the same again.<\/p>\n
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I started getting paranoid when we went out. Who was he chatting to? Were there any gorgeous girls in the room he might try and crack on to? What were all his friends saying about me? Do they think I’m an idiot for believing him?<\/p>\n
I turned into an inspector gadget going through his phone while he slept, monitoring where he was when I was out of town, constantly checking Instagram Stories to see if I could spot him. I hated who I was becoming.<\/p>\n
A year later, I took a trip overseas. He was hopeless at saving money and had no interest in travel so I went with a friend instead. We were having a brilliant time until I got a text from a friend saying, ‘Hey babe, I don’t want to stress you out but *Jack has just left our party with *Sarah. Babe, they were flirting all night. Everyone’s talking about it, so I wanted you to hear it from me rather than someone else.’\u00a0<\/p>\n
*Sarah was part of my friend group and had just broken up with her boyfriend. I remember it so clearly; I was walking down the street on my way to lunch and I just felt numb.<\/p>\n
I called his phone, but he didn’t answer. I called her phone, and she didn’t answer. So, I sent them both a text saying, ‘Please tell me you guys are not together?’<\/p>\n
I got radio silence for the next 24 hours. It was hell.<\/p>\n
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I turned into an inspector gadget going through his phone while he slept, monitoring where he was when I was out of town, constantly checking Instagram stories to see if I could spot him. I hated who I was becoming<\/p>\n
He called me the next day to, of course, deny it, but by then I had already received a call from another friend saying *Sarah had called her in tears saying she’d royally messed up. She gave a list of the usual excuses: ‘I was drunk’, ‘I was rebounding’, ‘I just wanted to get back at my ex’. But hadn’t called me.<\/p>\n
Instead of handling the situation calmly, I chose chaos. The rest of my trip went by in a blur of partying, crying, kissing other guys in a bid to feel redemption, and acting completely out of character.<\/p>\n
As I flew home a week later, I looked at my hungover self and simply thought, ‘Who have I become?’ I didn’t even recognise myself anymore.<\/p>\n
The next day I booked myself in to see a hypnotherapist a friend had raved about to see if she could give me a quick-fix solution to a problem that realistically needed a solid couple of months of therapy.<\/p>\n
I don’t know if she hoodwinked me into believing I had the strength to dump him, or it really did work but I went straight to his house afterwards and broke up with him. I explained I could no longer take his lies and I would never trust him again.<\/p>\n
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If something doesn’t feel right, get a second opinion from a loved one or therapist. It sure worked for me<\/p>\n
Over the next month, people came out of the woodwork to share with me stories they had heard of his cheating ways. Turns out he was quite the lothario while we were together.<\/p>\n
It took a long time to trust a guy again – in fact, I still don’t think I’ve recovered – but I have quite a few friends who are in healthy relationships so I know it’s possible.<\/p>\n
He is now married with kids, and I genuinely hope he has grown up, but when it comes to serial cheaters do you think that’s possible? I’m not completely convinced.<\/p>\n
Here’s some things they don’t tell you about dating a serial cheater and why you should consider leaving after the first red flag:<\/p>\n
1. The effects will stay you long after the relationship dies. Therapy is your friend.<\/p>\n
2. You will be mortified having to get an STD check for a mistake you didn’t even make. Miraculously I was in the clear.<\/p>\n
3. You will still get slightly paranoid when you date someone new. I believe that is what is referred to as ‘baggage’.<\/p>\n
4. You will lose self-respect – especially if you choose to stay. Thankfully friends and therapy will help you once you remove them from your life. You WILL get it back.<\/p>\n
5. You may end up cheating yourself in a bid to get back at them. You won’t feel good about yourself, and it won’t fix the problem. Umm\u2026 did I mention therapy?<\/p>\n
I think the real lesson I learnt during all of this is to trust your gut. If those red flags are waving pay attention to them and run. Damn him for ruining Macca’s for me – the cheeseburgers just never tasted the same.<\/p>\n