So I've been here a few days now and I feel I'm getting to know the place a little better so I figured I would give you guys the back-story on what brought me here. I don't really want to go into too much detail publicly but I would be happy to talk about it privately.
I met my ex when I was 19, we was exceptionally close and our relationship was perfect as far as I was concerned. I was honestly expecting to spend my life with her and maybe even at some point start a family.
A couple of months ago I found out she had cheated on me. Not recently but five years ago. To make matters worse she did it while I was mourning the loss of one of my parents.
She has explained her reasons and I have forgiven her for cheating, she was young and stupid and I see no point in making her feel worse about herself for it. For what it's worth I believe that she is truly sorry and full of regret and I still have a lot of feelings towards her.
The trouble I'm having is that she decided not to tell me. Cheating is bad enough and if she would have come clean straight away I could probably forgiven her, but to lie to me and hide it from me for five years? She didn't want to lose me but by the fact that she let me discover it by accident was completely selfish and I'm not sure I can forgive her for that. What if we had a six month old baby when I found out? I'm not the kind of guy that could walk away from a child, I don't think it would be fair and I would have resented her even more for putting me in that position.
We're still living together, I'm sleeping in the spare room, but we are not together. We still get on well, there is no hostilities or tension and until I find a place to move in to I am happy enough to share a house with her as friends, but it's not exactly easy. My feelings for her change from day to day and it's pretty confusing to say the least.
The toughest part for me is that while we've been together I have reduced the number of close friends I have because I wanted to spend my time with her and now I don't really have anyone to turn to for support.
I'm not really looking for sympathy or anything, just venting I guess. I really didn't see this coming and I feel like I've wasted the best part of a decade. So here I am, back at square one, it's as if I'm 19 again except my knee hurts when it's cold and I've started to notice the odd grey hair.
I met my ex when I was 19, we was exceptionally close and our relationship was perfect as far as I was concerned. I was honestly expecting to spend my life with her and maybe even at some point start a family.
A couple of months ago I found out she had cheated on me. Not recently but five years ago. To make matters worse she did it while I was mourning the loss of one of my parents.
She has explained her reasons and I have forgiven her for cheating, she was young and stupid and I see no point in making her feel worse about herself for it. For what it's worth I believe that she is truly sorry and full of regret and I still have a lot of feelings towards her.
The trouble I'm having is that she decided not to tell me. Cheating is bad enough and if she would have come clean straight away I could probably forgiven her, but to lie to me and hide it from me for five years? She didn't want to lose me but by the fact that she let me discover it by accident was completely selfish and I'm not sure I can forgive her for that. What if we had a six month old baby when I found out? I'm not the kind of guy that could walk away from a child, I don't think it would be fair and I would have resented her even more for putting me in that position.
We're still living together, I'm sleeping in the spare room, but we are not together. We still get on well, there is no hostilities or tension and until I find a place to move in to I am happy enough to share a house with her as friends, but it's not exactly easy. My feelings for her change from day to day and it's pretty confusing to say the least.
The toughest part for me is that while we've been together I have reduced the number of close friends I have because I wanted to spend my time with her and now I don't really have anyone to turn to for support.
I'm not really looking for sympathy or anything, just venting I guess. I really didn't see this coming and I feel like I've wasted the best part of a decade. So here I am, back at square one, it's as if I'm 19 again except my knee hurts when it's cold and I've started to notice the odd grey hair.