What a day this has been….
Backstory on my ex – We dated for a year (known him for most of my life) before I found out that he had been unfaithful to me. He didn’t even tell me the entire truth of the matter – I was only able to receive the full story from the other woman. We tried to make it work for two more months until I couldn’t anymore and broke off the relationship. In a desperate attempt, I broke no contact after five months to see if we could try again. He revealed that he had moved on and wanted to do right by his new girlfriend. I left it at that.
*Note: I was tested shortly after the breakup and was negative for everything.
After getting rejected by my ex, an old friend reached out, confessing that he’s had longtime feelings for me. He’s someone I’ve known for over 10 years. We met up to get to know each other and it went extremely well – so much so that I thought he was a God send. During our second meet up, we did the deed. Unfortunately the next day, I learned that he lived a lifestyle that I could not support, and so I cut things off with him.
A few days after passing on my friend (to my upmost surprise), my ex from before reaches out, saying he wants to talk to me. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the message. He drives over to my place and says that he’s tried to move on but he can’t – stated that he still loves me and wants to try again. Also said that he’s been working on himself and wants to show me the better version of him. I, still being madly in love with him, was elated and expressed that I was open to reconciliation.
Before we began having intercourse, he asked if I had slept with anyone else since our breakup. Afraid that he would not want to continue seeing me (although I knew he definitely slept with two other people), I lied and said I had not. It was just one time I thought. He had lied to me several times before, and so I justified my deception.
Everything was going great – I had the love of my life back, we were having the best conversations, and the sex was out of this world. It seemed like this time around would be better. However on Tuesday this week, my fantasy shattered when my gynecologist informed me that I had chlamydia. I immediately thought that my ex was to blame. He apologized and got tested right away – only for it to come back negative today. He then said he would give me one opportunity to tell him the truth. I came clean and told him of the one time I had intercourse. After I revealed the truth, he decided to end things with me, blocking my number and social media.
I’m feeling numb right now, but I know this is going to hurt like hell later. Liars always lose in the end. Truth will always come out someway somehow.
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And what have we learned from this? Consensual fucking around is only fun if you’re doing it safely!