Hey there everyone! I'll try and keep this concise but I'm a writer by trade, so please excuse me if I get wordy. I almost don't even know where to begin, because I really feel like I need to paint a clear picture.
My boyfriend and I have been together for a VERY happy year and a half. We communicate well, about everything, we understand each others strengths and weaknesses and love each other in spite of them. One of the reasons we understand each other so well is that we're very much the same person.
His 'best friend' (besides me) was a girl he'd known for years, and dated for a while back when he was younger. (We're both 26 now, and they dated when they were about 19, so it's not as if it was recent.) I was determined to not let this be a problem, in fact, the person I consider my best friend (besides him, of course) is of the opposite sex and I understand how frustrating it is when your significant other doesn't believe/accept/trust you enough for that to be okay.
This girl happens to live in a city a few hours away, so she'd come to visit a couple of times, and everything had been fine. We got along well, and when I saw how he interacted with her, I felt totally confident in the fact that they were just friends.
Last weekend, she came to visit again. We all went out to dinner and they happened to meet up with some old mutual friends of theirs, who I didn't know. Everyone was reminiscing and drinking pretty heavily so I excused myself early since I had a meeting the next morning. I had to leave town for work immediately following my day at the office the next evening.
Fast forward to the day I get back (3 days later) and I run into one of the girls that works at the office of our apartment complex and informs me of a 'lease violation' that occurred the night I came home early - namely, the two of them having sex in the resident lounge upstairs. On camera.
He claims to be blackout drunk at the time and swears he does not remember one second of it - in fact, the maintenance man had to come tell him the next day that he needed to go handle the violation with the leasing department. Not that that is any type of excuse, at ALL, but I tend to believe him, only because I really don't think he's dumb enough to do that in sound mind. After all, my name is on the lease too...of course they would have to tell me about it. We are both fully aware that there are cameras up there. It's just beyond idiotic. I know he loves me, and while I'm aware that he has his own insecurities in some ways, I really don't think he would have done this sober. Im nearly 100% confident that nothing like this has ever happened before.
Now a couple of more pieces of information to consider (not that any of this necessarily matters in regards the actual incident, just sort of background). He has struggled with alcohol issues in the past - that's one of the things I've come to accept about him. Of course, it's never affected our relationship in any negative way, and since we've been dating, he's never had much of a problem controlling himself. Until now, of course.
Another thing I'm struggling with personally (again, not related to the actual incident) is that while I have been 100% emotionally and physically faithful to my current boyfriend, I can't say the same for people I've dated in the past. And while I have asked for forgiveness for those mistakes, if I'm being completely honest I'm not sure I've forgiven myself. In some ways, in the back of my mind, I sometimes felt like I didn't deserve to be in such a good, healthy relationship. Of course, that's just the devil talking, but it weaseled its way into my brain. I feel like, however small a part of me, I was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
At first I was angry that he didn't tell me immediately, but I had some very important, career-changing meetings while I was out of town, and had I known I would have been destroyed, and most likely unable to do my job. As it was I had to take a day off work to just regroup and collect myself. I've come to accept that now, and I can ALMOST even respect it. But the fact remains, I can barely look at him, or let him touch me without feeling disgusted. I want to forgive him, I think our relationship is strong enough to make it through, but I'm not sure he deserves that. I've given him so much - everything, in fact, and he might as well have spit in my face. It's the worst possible thing he could have done, drunk or not. I also am rational enough to understand that my anger is doing most of the talking in my brain right now, but I don't know how to change that.
He's discontinued contact with her, and not even at my request. His exact words were, "I don't care how drunk we were, a real friend wouldn't ever let me destroy the best thing in my life." I keep trying to imagine the shoe on the other foot...if I'd been the one to make a mistake, would I expect him to forgive me? Of course. No relationship is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes. And before this happened, I would have classified our relationship as 'nearly perfect.' Is this just our version of baggage that we have to deal with?
I know no one can answer these questions for me with any degree of certainty, but I've told very few people about what happened and I just needed to get it all out on a page, so to speak. I'd appreciate any advice you can give. Even if we get our relationship back on track, I know it won't ever be the same, and I don't expect it to. I'm just having a hard time looking at my own decisions objectively, since I'm so emotionally invested. Although I feel in my heart I should forgive, am I being naive? Should I just write it off as 'it was nice while it lasted' and move on, once a cheater always a cheater? Has anyone been in this situation?
Thanks so much for any insight and advice. I truly appreciate any thoughts and prayers. God bless!
My boyfriend and I have been together for a VERY happy year and a half. We communicate well, about everything, we understand each others strengths and weaknesses and love each other in spite of them. One of the reasons we understand each other so well is that we're very much the same person.
His 'best friend' (besides me) was a girl he'd known for years, and dated for a while back when he was younger. (We're both 26 now, and they dated when they were about 19, so it's not as if it was recent.) I was determined to not let this be a problem, in fact, the person I consider my best friend (besides him, of course) is of the opposite sex and I understand how frustrating it is when your significant other doesn't believe/accept/trust you enough for that to be okay.
This girl happens to live in a city a few hours away, so she'd come to visit a couple of times, and everything had been fine. We got along well, and when I saw how he interacted with her, I felt totally confident in the fact that they were just friends.
Last weekend, she came to visit again. We all went out to dinner and they happened to meet up with some old mutual friends of theirs, who I didn't know. Everyone was reminiscing and drinking pretty heavily so I excused myself early since I had a meeting the next morning. I had to leave town for work immediately following my day at the office the next evening.
Fast forward to the day I get back (3 days later) and I run into one of the girls that works at the office of our apartment complex and informs me of a 'lease violation' that occurred the night I came home early - namely, the two of them having sex in the resident lounge upstairs. On camera.
He claims to be blackout drunk at the time and swears he does not remember one second of it - in fact, the maintenance man had to come tell him the next day that he needed to go handle the violation with the leasing department. Not that that is any type of excuse, at ALL, but I tend to believe him, only because I really don't think he's dumb enough to do that in sound mind. After all, my name is on the lease too...of course they would have to tell me about it. We are both fully aware that there are cameras up there. It's just beyond idiotic. I know he loves me, and while I'm aware that he has his own insecurities in some ways, I really don't think he would have done this sober. Im nearly 100% confident that nothing like this has ever happened before.
Now a couple of more pieces of information to consider (not that any of this necessarily matters in regards the actual incident, just sort of background). He has struggled with alcohol issues in the past - that's one of the things I've come to accept about him. Of course, it's never affected our relationship in any negative way, and since we've been dating, he's never had much of a problem controlling himself. Until now, of course.
Another thing I'm struggling with personally (again, not related to the actual incident) is that while I have been 100% emotionally and physically faithful to my current boyfriend, I can't say the same for people I've dated in the past. And while I have asked for forgiveness for those mistakes, if I'm being completely honest I'm not sure I've forgiven myself. In some ways, in the back of my mind, I sometimes felt like I didn't deserve to be in such a good, healthy relationship. Of course, that's just the devil talking, but it weaseled its way into my brain. I feel like, however small a part of me, I was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
At first I was angry that he didn't tell me immediately, but I had some very important, career-changing meetings while I was out of town, and had I known I would have been destroyed, and most likely unable to do my job. As it was I had to take a day off work to just regroup and collect myself. I've come to accept that now, and I can ALMOST even respect it. But the fact remains, I can barely look at him, or let him touch me without feeling disgusted. I want to forgive him, I think our relationship is strong enough to make it through, but I'm not sure he deserves that. I've given him so much - everything, in fact, and he might as well have spit in my face. It's the worst possible thing he could have done, drunk or not. I also am rational enough to understand that my anger is doing most of the talking in my brain right now, but I don't know how to change that.
He's discontinued contact with her, and not even at my request. His exact words were, "I don't care how drunk we were, a real friend wouldn't ever let me destroy the best thing in my life." I keep trying to imagine the shoe on the other foot...if I'd been the one to make a mistake, would I expect him to forgive me? Of course. No relationship is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes. And before this happened, I would have classified our relationship as 'nearly perfect.' Is this just our version of baggage that we have to deal with?
I know no one can answer these questions for me with any degree of certainty, but I've told very few people about what happened and I just needed to get it all out on a page, so to speak. I'd appreciate any advice you can give. Even if we get our relationship back on track, I know it won't ever be the same, and I don't expect it to. I'm just having a hard time looking at my own decisions objectively, since I'm so emotionally invested. Although I feel in my heart I should forgive, am I being naive? Should I just write it off as 'it was nice while it lasted' and move on, once a cheater always a cheater? Has anyone been in this situation?
Thanks so much for any insight and advice. I truly appreciate any thoughts and prayers. God bless!