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What did you do when you found out your partner cheated on you?
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What did you do when you found out your partner cheated on you?
When I found out my ex cheated on me, it felt like my whole world shifted. I experienced a whirlwind of emotions: rage at their betrayal, hate towards them and even myself, and a profound disbelief that this could happen. I questioned everything—wondering why it occurred, what I could have done differently, and whether it was somehow my fault.
In those moments, I sought closure. I needed to confront my ex to understand their reasons. Did they see a future for us? Was it a one time mistake or a sign of deeper issues?
I also leaned on my friends. I was hoping with sharing my feelings with them provided comfort and perspective, reminding me I wasn’t alone in this experience. But they really didn't give shit. They put up a good act of pretend of caring. At the time I didn't care, as long I wasn't alone. That's all that mattered to me back then, because I truly wanted to kill the both for hurting me and leaving me alone would have be a mistake.
To cope with my pain, I turned to self-care practices. Whether it was drinking thoughts and pain though a bottle, spending time in bed feeling sorry for myself, or indulging in a favorite ice cream, I learned that I was destroying myself during this tumultuous time because of that Sack Of Skin
Reflecting on that experience now, I realize it was pivotal in shaping my understanding of love, trust, and vulnerability and even 30 plus years later. I still can't stand the sight of them. I see nothing but red in my eyes and I have nothing but pure hate in my heart for them.
So yes I know that pain very well
When I found out my ex cheated on me, it felt like my whole world shifted. I experienced a whirlwind of emotions: rage at their betrayal, hate towards them and even myself, and a profound disbelief that this could happen. I questioned everything—wondering why it occurred, what I could have done differently, and whether it was somehow my fault.
In those moments, I sought closure. I needed to confront my ex to understand their reasons. Did they see a future for us? Was it a one time mistake or a sign of deeper issues?
I also leaned on my friends. I was hoping with sharing my feelings with them provided comfort and perspective, reminding me I wasn’t alone in this experience. But they really didn't give shit. They put up a good act of pretend of caring. At the time I didn't care, as long I wasn't alone. That's all that mattered to me back then, because I truly wanted to kill the both for hurting me and leaving me alone would have be a mistake.
To cope with my pain, I turned to self-care practices. Whether it was drinking thoughts and pain though a bottle, spending time in bed feeling sorry for myself, or indulging in a favorite ice cream, I learned that I was destroying myself during this tumultuous time because of that Sack Of Skin
Reflecting on that experience now, I realize it was pivotal in shaping my understanding of love, trust, and vulnerability and even 30 plus years later. I still can't stand the sight of them. I see nothing but red in my eyes and I have nothing but pure hate in my heart for them.
So yes I know that pain very well