It happened freshman year of college. Not only did he cheat on me but he bragged about how many chats he had going on tinder so I went on tinder to see what the hype was about and got a bunch of anime and song recommendations from strangers I never met.
I stayed in bed for a few days just feeling numb. Then I deleted everything. Texts, pics, socials. It hurt, but cutting contact helped. Slowly started going out more, talking to friends, and focusing on stuff I enjoy. It sucked, but I got through it.
He was emotionally abusive and constantly accused me of cheating on him. You know, classic projection since he was the one cheating on me. So I ended up doing that. After having been so convinced that I could never leave him because no one would ever want me but him (you start believing it when you’re being told this everyday), I spent a few days with another man while he went home to Sweden to visit his mother. I left him two weeks later. Not for the other guy. I never saw him again. I finally mustered up the courage to leave him. Weirdly enough he didn’t accuse me of sleeping with the one guy I actually slept with but he did accuse me the following week of sleeping with my gay friend. So good in bed that I can apparently turn gay men straight.
I went out with his brother in law who was single. I showed up to the family party when he took the girl he was cheating on me with. The bil wanted his shot and it was his big birthday bash. He wore a tuxedo and I wore a matching cocktail dress.. I will.never forget his eyes š
I spiraled into using drugs and alcohol to cope.. I always had issues this was my tipping point. I fell hard and started my journey to recovery. I am now 13 years clean and sober. š
Cried for years. Tried desperately to save the marriage. (What was I thinking?) Eventually he left me. Now I am living my best life and realize he did me a favor.
Oof, I was a very different person back then. This was a long time ago. We were also drug addicts at the time.
When that ex cheated on me, we got in a BAD physical fight. He bust my face up, and I broke his arm and split his lip. We separated after that fight, and I didn’t see him or talk to him after that.
Iām probably gonna get a lot of shit for this, but I forgave him. Itās quite new and he is doing everything to make me happy. There was no sexual contact. I believe this not because Iām gullible but because I know him. Earning my trust back is gonna be hard, but he insisted that I review his phone and track his where-abouts.
Was depressed for ~4 monthsā¦ cried a bunch but then I decided I was sick and tired of being sad I got on the apps and did some exploring. And eventually a few months later I met someone I actually wanted to get to know more than just hook up with and now weāve been dating for 11 months.
Asked the girl for his messaging, created a friend’s only group on Instagram with just his family and friends and posted the messages calling him out for being a POS. I wasted 4 years of my life on his pathetic ass and now his family and friend know his true side. No regrets there.
I was devastated and feeling terrible every day for a month. Then, I made the ābrilliantā decision to go to my favorite bar alone and have a one-night stand with the DJ (whom I already knew). Itās all about time healing wounds and sometimes taking the wrong paths to finally find light and peace at the end of the tunnel. Since then, Iāve been happily single for three years. Getting through it wasnāt easy, itās not a linear healing process but a life challenge to truly move on
Gave him two weeks to come clean with the other girl, told her myself anyway after a few days, then stayed home and stopped socialising with anyone (pretty easy since lockdown happened like a day after everything wrapped up)
He absolutely blindsided me and wrecked me in my late 30s. So I did what most women do: worked on my mental health, dusted myself off and built a better life without him. They never cheat with a woman better than you. Remember that, ladies. They always go slummin’.
It was tough bc the affair partner was my colleague, a good friend, and our neighbor.
I kept things as calm as possible for our 4-year old child, and asked my friends for help even when I was embarrassed to do so. Thanks to them, I survived.
Made his life an absolute living hell until he couldn’t “take it anymore,” confessed and broke up with me. If he’d just told the truth instead of trying to hide it I would have left easily. Same day shipping, if you will.
I moved out and filed for divorce, but still tried to make it work with my husband of a decade. we had a beautiful family and great little life.
he said he was a sex addict, he said he was polyamorous, he said he was bisexual, he said I wasnāt his person, he said I didnāt satisfy him, he even wrote a song saying he didnāt love me anymore and put it online the day of our divorce.
the divorce ruined pretty much every aspect of my life, and I havenāt recovered.
Completely cut out the guy who cheated, the family member he cheated with and cut ties with everyone who knew about it. I blocked them on everything and never looked back. It just sucks that I can only cut my family member out so much because I have to see them and play nice at every major Holliday. š
My gut feeling was telling me he was cheating on me but he would say I was crazy or imagining things. Well, I was right so in a way I was relieved, I guess. I wasnāt crazy after all and could stop obsessing over it. Then I cried a ton, we had a heated argument and I initiated divorce proceeding the next day. Divorcing him was the best decision ever.
This is gonna sound wild, but I consoled him. (lol)
Y’see, we were young, early College aged, and we had an on-again-off-again relationship. He’s genuinely a good guy, but the relationship was very tumultuous.
During this time we were at another weird period in our relationship, where we were kinda together, but kinda not? It was weird, it was long distance.
He called me and told me he had slept with one of his female friends, and that she might be pregnant. He was incredibly choked up about it, thinking he’d ruined any chances with me ever again.
I was so checked out of this weird relationship, that I didn’t give two-shits. The only thing I was worried about, was if he fucked up his life by getting a girl pregnant at such a young age. So I consoled him and told him I’m not mad at all. But I did scold him about not using condoms.
Luckily, the girl wasn’t pregnant. But the fact that I didn’t give a shit about who he slept with should have been a sign that I should fully end the relationship. But I continued that on-again-off-again bullshit for another 2 years!
The first guy: I was 18, he was 28 (gross, I know) – I cried a lot and he āpickedā me over the other woman. She was more age appropriate and obviously more mature than me. I got a Facebook message from her the next day and Iāll always remember she said to me, āhe doesnāt deserve either of us.ā That was nearly 20 years ago. Anyways, we stayed together for 4 more years during which he lied to me constantly, probably cheated but covered it up better, then when I had to dump him via a voicemail on Xmas Eve, because he was ghosting me via phone/text, he asked if I still wanted to come to his familyās Christmas because he didnāt want to tell them what happened. I did not do this.
Second guy: I had a feeling ahead of time and it was confirmed when I showed up to his house without warning and found her purse on the counter. This was 2 or 3 years ago and I handled myself much better. I packed up all the things I had at my house, showed the girl (his ex) all our texts since he apparently tried to make it sound like I was a clingy crazy person when we were mutually āin love,ā I thought. I asked her not to her back with him and I hope she listened, but I doubt it.
I got cheated on in my early 20ās & then got really into running & going to the gym. I went 5-6 days a week for an hour & a half in the morning & would run at the end of the day for anywhere from 3-6 miles.
He came back & I refused him. If itās not a hell yes (on both sides) itās an absolutely not.
I started smoking. I was 50 at the time, and as soon as I kicked my lying, cheating ex out of the house I went and got a pack and chain-smoked. I ended up smoking for three years until I met my current husband who doesn’t like the smell.
I slept with someone else and kissed a lot of men. I found out in May so I had the whole summer to wild out. Then I pulled myself together by moving out of my parentās house, finding hobbies, spending more time with friends and family, traveling, and learning how to be single (4 year relationship). I also talked to my therapist and would let myself feel my emotions, whenever they would come up.
It was so difficult because of the insecurity his cheating left me with, but I truly feel like Iām flourishing now. I left and never looked back.
It wasnāt physical cheating but I forgave him and moved on but I feel like it really fucked up my self esteem and Iāve gained weight and stop caring about myself.
Now I have VIVID dreams about him cheating all the time and yeah it sucks.
Currently going through this. Just found out a month ago that my husband had the intent to cheat several times throughout our relationship, and he only just revealed to me that heās got a porn addiction. Every week feels different, but most days I feel like shit. 1st week I felt numb. 2nd week I drank lots of wine. 3rd week I felt angry. And currently going through the 4th week and itās not getting any better. I found myself a therapist that deals with betrayal trauma, and Iāve been seeing her for 4 weeks now, so weāll see how that goes
Cried like Iāve never cried before. Blocked him on everything and never spoke to him again. Drove to my momās house and stayed there for like 3 days wallowing. Called into work for a couple of days.
Then went home and got back to my routine while mending my shattered heart. It took a solid month before I felt any type of āOKā. Still broke into tears a lot. Took a full year before I felt mostly āover itā. And took 2 solid years before I could forgive him for my own inner peace.
In hindsight Iām so glad it happened because it caused me to evolve into the woman I am today. I love myself so much more now and I donāt tolerate bullshit from men. I also found a partner who blows my old bf out of the water in literally every day.
Confronted him, got called crazy. When he finally got home I broke up with him and signed a lease on a new apartment less than a week later. Sadly I kept hooking up with him like an idiot.
Tried to kill myself And then I went and begged him for us to still be together and I slept in the same bed with him the same night I found out it was the most pathetic, fucking shit Iāve ever done
Former “friend” messed around with my then bf and married him. Tried to forgive. Actually reconnected with her. Then realized I no longer wanted the friendship. She never admitted to anything nor did she address it. Maybe their fling was not “completed” until their marriage, I don’t know, but there WAS something going on beforehand.Ā
But years later, I glowed up. Not that it matters. She glowed so far down she now touches the earth’s molten core.Ā
Alright, that was catty. But I love cats. Forgive me Jesus.
Called my family and told them so there would be no turning back. Packed his stuff up and put it in the garage so he could come get it and move out. Reached out to others for support. Found a divorce lawyer and filed. Worked through my emotions in individual counseling. Got my own place. Started counseling with him to discuss coparenting expectations. Things are pretty good now, all things considered.
Felt numb at first. Told him to explain himself and tell me everything. Spent several years trying to get him to take therapy seriously and trying to force him to understand why I was acting the way I was – too be there for me and help me heal. We fought like crazy and both needed help the other couldn’t give. Helped him get medicated for depression and ADHD. Broke up a bunch of times. Spent a year+ apart, had other relationships. Reconnected incidentally and had long talks. Set very specific boundaries with timelines and expectations. Put a lot of time and effort into reading & talking about what is and isn’t appropriate in relationships that are meant to be platonic – what’s a crossed line? How does it get there? He went to therapy again, didn’t find it useful again. We went to couples therapy, that was very helpful and never stopped going. Have been doing that for a long time. Slowly learned how to have healthy conflict. Put significant effort into building lives and relationships outside each other, within healthy and reasonable boundaries. Ensured that all friendships were open to the partner but our relationship &/or the dynamics of a romantic relationship was not open to others. He had never had a close platonic relationship with a woman that didn’t eventually become romantic/sexual and had poor boundaries due to lacking platonic emotional closeness and self confidence (and plenty of other things going on).
I wouldn’t recommend trying to make things work with someone who cheats on you. But I do not regret the choices I made in my situation. I was willing to walk away (and still am) to protect myself from manipulation or being taken advantage of, so I have no shame about giving another chance, and I’m a stronger and better person because of the self work I’ve done since. I may never have learned so much about myself and grown in the ways I have. (Not because of the cheating but because of the appropriate and constructive things I/we did after). My partner has become a better partner to me and I believe a better person as well, and is still growing.
I stopped working for almost 10 months because I was so depressed š. And this was right after college when I was supposed to start my career. I wish I had the energy and motivation to get an internship or entry level job, because so many internships etc, only wanted recent grads and by the time I got myself together, I couldn’t get one. I didn’t do any networking, keep up with anyone, hardly anything. I had a 10 month gap which didn’t look great on my resume. I kinda had a path I wanted to go for and I lost it, and years later now I feel like I still haven’t gotten back on track, emotionally, mentally, professionally. Kinda coasting by. Anyway now I live with my parents and work a job I don’t care for š lol.
Immediately left after his friend told me. He still shows up at my door and itās been a year. My grades are better now though and Iām almost done with nursing school
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Cried for about 2 days and then went out and partied and got laid lol
It happened freshman year of college. Not only did he cheat on me but he bragged about how many chats he had going on tinder so I went on tinder to see what the hype was about and got a bunch of anime and song recommendations from strangers I never met.
I stayed in bed for a few days just feeling numb. Then I deleted everything. Texts, pics, socials. It hurt, but cutting contact helped. Slowly started going out more, talking to friends, and focusing on stuff I enjoy. It sucked, but I got through it.
He was emotionally abusive and constantly accused me of cheating on him. You know, classic projection since he was the one cheating on me. So I ended up doing that. After having been so convinced that I could never leave him because no one would ever want me but him (you start believing it when you’re being told this everyday), I spent a few days with another man while he went home to Sweden to visit his mother. I left him two weeks later. Not for the other guy. I never saw him again. I finally mustered up the courage to leave him. Weirdly enough he didn’t accuse me of sleeping with the one guy I actually slept with but he did accuse me the following week of sleeping with my gay friend. So good in bed that I can apparently turn gay men straight.
cried and called my friends
I went out with his brother in law who was single. I showed up to the family party when he took the girl he was cheating on me with. The bil wanted his shot and it was his big birthday bash. He wore a tuxedo and I wore a matching cocktail dress.. I will.never forget his eyes š
I spiraled into using drugs and alcohol to cope.. I always had issues this was my tipping point. I fell hard and started my journey to recovery. I am now 13 years clean and sober. š
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Left. Never looked back. Sure it hurt, but once I know you can lie to me like that I donāt want you around me ever again.
Cried for years. Tried desperately to save the marriage. (What was I thinking?) Eventually he left me. Now I am living my best life and realize he did me a favor.
Took me 2months to get up then i decided that i never want to see him again so i moved to another country
Cried for a week. Took him back 2 months later. Broke up with him 3 months later after I had a reality check that cheaters will always be cheaters.
Left.
Oof, I was a very different person back then. This was a long time ago. We were also drug addicts at the time.
When that ex cheated on me, we got in a BAD physical fight. He bust my face up, and I broke his arm and split his lip. We separated after that fight, and I didn’t see him or talk to him after that.
Looked for a new place, packed my things, moved out.
Iām probably gonna get a lot of shit for this, but I forgave him. Itās quite new and he is doing everything to make me happy. There was no sexual contact. I believe this not because Iām gullible but because I know him. Earning my trust back is gonna be hard, but he insisted that I review his phone and track his where-abouts.
Cheated on him back and made sure he was aware of it when I broke up with him
Went into a deep depression. Cried like crazy. Wondered why I ,āwasnāt good enough.ā Laid in bed or walked the floor
Was depressed for ~4 monthsā¦ cried a bunch but then I decided I was sick and tired of being sad I got on the apps and did some exploring. And eventually a few months later I met someone I actually wanted to get to know more than just hook up with and now weāve been dating for 11 months.
Asked the girl for his messaging, created a friend’s only group on Instagram with just his family and friends and posted the messages calling him out for being a POS. I wasted 4 years of my life on his pathetic ass and now his family and friend know his true side. No regrets there.
Left. Never looked back.
Blocked them everywhere, full on went no contact, cried for a week straight, burned or deleted everything they gave me.
I was devastated and feeling terrible every day for a month. Then, I made the ābrilliantā decision to go to my favorite bar alone and have a one-night stand with the DJ (whom I already knew). Itās all about time healing wounds and sometimes taking the wrong paths to finally find light and peace at the end of the tunnel. Since then, Iāve been happily single for three years. Getting through it wasnāt easy, itās not a linear healing process but a life challenge to truly move on
took him back and you can guess what happened – a few more times actually š eventually moved on but it took years to heal
Gave him two weeks to come clean with the other girl, told her myself anyway after a few days, then stayed home and stopped socialising with anyone (pretty easy since lockdown happened like a day after everything wrapped up)
He absolutely blindsided me and wrecked me in my late 30s. So I did what most women do: worked on my mental health, dusted myself off and built a better life without him. They never cheat with a woman better than you. Remember that, ladies. They always go slummin’.
Tried suicide.
It was tough bc the affair partner was my colleague, a good friend, and our neighbor.
I kept things as calm as possible for our 4-year old child, and asked my friends for help even when I was embarrassed to do so. Thanks to them, I survived.
Immediately got a full panel STD screening
Made his life an absolute living hell until he couldn’t “take it anymore,” confessed and broke up with me. If he’d just told the truth instead of trying to hide it I would have left easily. Same day shipping, if you will.
Lived in a complete fog for two weeks, stayed for another year, gave up and divorced. Best. Decision. Ever.
fell apart.
I moved out and filed for divorce, but still tried to make it work with my husband of a decade. we had a beautiful family and great little life.
he said he was a sex addict, he said he was polyamorous, he said he was bisexual, he said I wasnāt his person, he said I didnāt satisfy him, he even wrote a song saying he didnāt love me anymore and put it online the day of our divorce.
the divorce ruined pretty much every aspect of my life, and I havenāt recovered.
I leave and don’t look back.
Cried for what felt like forever and then did what I needed to do and burnt the bridge and cut him totally out of my life.
Completely cut out the guy who cheated, the family member he cheated with and cut ties with everyone who knew about it. I blocked them on everything and never looked back. It just sucks that I can only cut my family member out so much because I have to see them and play nice at every major Holliday. š
My gut feeling was telling me he was cheating on me but he would say I was crazy or imagining things. Well, I was right so in a way I was relieved, I guess. I wasnāt crazy after all and could stop obsessing over it. Then I cried a ton, we had a heated argument and I initiated divorce proceeding the next day. Divorcing him was the best decision ever.
Divorced him and told everyone in his life what he did š
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This is gonna sound wild, but I consoled him. (lol)
Y’see, we were young, early College aged, and we had an on-again-off-again relationship. He’s genuinely a good guy, but the relationship was very tumultuous.
During this time we were at another weird period in our relationship, where we were kinda together, but kinda not? It was weird, it was long distance.
He called me and told me he had slept with one of his female friends, and that she might be pregnant. He was incredibly choked up about it, thinking he’d ruined any chances with me ever again.
I was so checked out of this weird relationship, that I didn’t give two-shits. The only thing I was worried about, was if he fucked up his life by getting a girl pregnant at such a young age. So I consoled him and told him I’m not mad at all. But I did scold him about not using condoms.
Luckily, the girl wasn’t pregnant. But the fact that I didn’t give a shit about who he slept with should have been a sign that I should fully end the relationship. But I continued that on-again-off-again bullshit for another 2 years!
I set them free, no begging no long messages no closure. the moment they cheat that’s the value of their love for you
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The first guy: I was 18, he was 28 (gross, I know) – I cried a lot and he āpickedā me over the other woman. She was more age appropriate and obviously more mature than me. I got a Facebook message from her the next day and Iāll always remember she said to me, āhe doesnāt deserve either of us.ā That was nearly 20 years ago. Anyways, we stayed together for 4 more years during which he lied to me constantly, probably cheated but covered it up better, then when I had to dump him via a voicemail on Xmas Eve, because he was ghosting me via phone/text, he asked if I still wanted to come to his familyās Christmas because he didnāt want to tell them what happened. I did not do this.
Second guy: I had a feeling ahead of time and it was confirmed when I showed up to his house without warning and found her purse on the counter. This was 2 or 3 years ago and I handled myself much better. I packed up all the things I had at my house, showed the girl (his ex) all our texts since he apparently tried to make it sound like I was a clingy crazy person when we were mutually āin love,ā I thought. I asked her not to her back with him and I hope she listened, but I doubt it.
I probably said some awful things to him that I donāt remember, and as I walked out the door I was already telling Siri to call my best friend. I got over this one within days. My other best friend was my roommate, so when I got home I went to her bed and had a good cry with her and her fiancĆ© comforting me. First bestie who I calledā¦ heās been my partner for years now. In grateful I had him as a friend and even more grateful to have him as my beloved.
Fought with him for a few days and then just broke up with him
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I got cheated on in my early 20ās & then got really into running & going to the gym. I went 5-6 days a week for an hour & a half in the morning & would run at the end of the day for anywhere from 3-6 miles.
He came back & I refused him. If itās not a hell yes (on both sides) itās an absolutely not.
broke up with him, spent essentially the next 2 months extremely high and sad, and then decided to get my life back together
I started smoking. I was 50 at the time, and as soon as I kicked my lying, cheating ex out of the house I went and got a pack and chain-smoked. I ended up smoking for three years until I met my current husband who doesn’t like the smell.
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I slept with someone else and kissed a lot of men. I found out in May so I had the whole summer to wild out. Then I pulled myself together by moving out of my parentās house, finding hobbies, spending more time with friends and family, traveling, and learning how to be single (4 year relationship). I also talked to my therapist and would let myself feel my emotions, whenever they would come up.
It was so difficult because of the insecurity his cheating left me with, but I truly feel like Iām flourishing now. I left and never looked back.
It wasnāt physical cheating but I forgave him and moved on but I feel like it really fucked up my self esteem and Iāve gained weight and stop caring about myself.
Now I have VIVID dreams about him cheating all the time and yeah it sucks.
I reported him to the IRS
I graduated college and got my driver’s license. No man was messing with my future..xoxo
Currently going through this. Just found out a month ago that my husband had the intent to cheat several times throughout our relationship, and he only just revealed to me that heās got a porn addiction. Every week feels different, but most days I feel like shit. 1st week I felt numb. 2nd week I drank lots of wine. 3rd week I felt angry. And currently going through the 4th week and itās not getting any better. I found myself a therapist that deals with betrayal trauma, and Iāve been seeing her for 4 weeks now, so weāll see how that goes
Cried like Iāve never cried before. Blocked him on everything and never spoke to him again. Drove to my momās house and stayed there for like 3 days wallowing. Called into work for a couple of days.
Then went home and got back to my routine while mending my shattered heart. It took a solid month before I felt any type of āOKā. Still broke into tears a lot. Took a full year before I felt mostly āover itā. And took 2 solid years before I could forgive him for my own inner peace.
In hindsight Iām so glad it happened because it caused me to evolve into the woman I am today. I love myself so much more now and I donāt tolerate bullshit from men. I also found a partner who blows my old bf out of the water in literally every day.
Respectfully, fuck that guy!
Well, he left me for her, so I moved on. He would also text her while in class…when he would be right next to me.
Anyways, that was in high school, and I don’t care for him anymore
went to Vegas – had a time – got my nipples pierced.
Threw jewelry into a lake, told him I never wanted to hear from him again and went on a 2 hour run.
Boinked their best friend.
I completely changed my appearance and work, and realized that it was only for the better
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I was sad for months on end that our relationship was done. But one day, I just got over it.
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Cry
Confronted him, got called crazy. When he finally got home I broke up with him and signed a lease on a new apartment less than a week later. Sadly I kept hooking up with him like an idiot.
Finally left. If you canāt let it go then itās best to leave. Some people can move on from it. I could not.
Tried to kill myself And then I went and begged him for us to still be together and I slept in the same bed with him the same night I found out it was the most pathetic, fucking shit Iāve ever done
Former “friend” messed around with my then bf and married him. Tried to forgive. Actually reconnected with her. Then realized I no longer wanted the friendship. She never admitted to anything nor did she address it. Maybe their fling was not “completed” until their marriage, I don’t know, but there WAS something going on beforehand.Ā
But years later, I glowed up. Not that it matters. She glowed so far down she now touches the earth’s molten core.Ā
Alright, that was catty. But I love cats. Forgive me Jesus.
I was never the same
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Put everything on the driveway for him to come pick up.
Called my family and told them so there would be no turning back. Packed his stuff up and put it in the garage so he could come get it and move out. Reached out to others for support. Found a divorce lawyer and filed. Worked through my emotions in individual counseling. Got my own place. Started counseling with him to discuss coparenting expectations. Things are pretty good now, all things considered.
Both times? Forgave him.Ā
Like a god damned idiot.Ā
He’s gone now though, due to the issues that caused him to cheat in the first place continuing to go unchecked. I grew a spine.Ā
Felt numb at first. Told him to explain himself and tell me everything. Spent several years trying to get him to take therapy seriously and trying to force him to understand why I was acting the way I was – too be there for me and help me heal. We fought like crazy and both needed help the other couldn’t give. Helped him get medicated for depression and ADHD. Broke up a bunch of times. Spent a year+ apart, had other relationships. Reconnected incidentally and had long talks. Set very specific boundaries with timelines and expectations. Put a lot of time and effort into reading & talking about what is and isn’t appropriate in relationships that are meant to be platonic – what’s a crossed line? How does it get there? He went to therapy again, didn’t find it useful again. We went to couples therapy, that was very helpful and never stopped going. Have been doing that for a long time. Slowly learned how to have healthy conflict. Put significant effort into building lives and relationships outside each other, within healthy and reasonable boundaries. Ensured that all friendships were open to the partner but our relationship &/or the dynamics of a romantic relationship was not open to others. He had never had a close platonic relationship with a woman that didn’t eventually become romantic/sexual and had poor boundaries due to lacking platonic emotional closeness and self confidence (and plenty of other things going on).
I wouldn’t recommend trying to make things work with someone who cheats on you. But I do not regret the choices I made in my situation. I was willing to walk away (and still am) to protect myself from manipulation or being taken advantage of, so I have no shame about giving another chance, and I’m a stronger and better person because of the self work I’ve done since. I may never have learned so much about myself and grown in the ways I have. (Not because of the cheating but because of the appropriate and constructive things I/we did after). My partner has become a better partner to me and I believe a better person as well, and is still growing.
I stopped working for almost 10 months because I was so depressed š. And this was right after college when I was supposed to start my career. I wish I had the energy and motivation to get an internship or entry level job, because so many internships etc, only wanted recent grads and by the time I got myself together, I couldn’t get one. I didn’t do any networking, keep up with anyone, hardly anything. I had a 10 month gap which didn’t look great on my resume. I kinda had a path I wanted to go for and I lost it, and years later now I feel like I still haven’t gotten back on track, emotionally, mentally, professionally. Kinda coasting by. Anyway now I live with my parents and work a job I don’t care for š lol.
Immediately left after his friend told me. He still shows up at my door and itās been a year. My grades are better now though and Iām almost done with nursing school