I've Been The Other Girl, And I've Been Cheated On— Both SUCK, Trust Me

I've been the girl that got cheated on and the other woman. When I was cheated on, I didn't believe it. I didn't believe her. I thought that he could NEVER do that to me. I thought that she HAS to be lying. Maybe she wants to be with him so she made up this crazy story. He loves me. How could you do that to someone you love?

I never would have imagined I would have been cheated on. I've always thought that if I or my partner are not happy in the relationship or have wandering eyes, it would have ended.

I never would have imagined I would be the other woman. For months, he was my friend. He would constantly bash on his girlfriend. Always tell everyone everything she did that was shitty; she cheated, she never answered him, always spent all his money, they were always arguing. He would always say he was waiting for her to break up with him, but she never did.

That night I asked if they broke up yet, still no. We went out for drinks, having so much fun! Talking, dancing, getting to hang out as friends. I was having so much fun! We were talking more recently and it was nice to hang out!

Then, his hand was wondering. His dancing was turning into grinding. I turned around and we kissed. I liked it, I was having so much fun. I didn't even think about his girlfriend.

We went back to my place. I still wasn't thinking about his girlfriend, until we were having sex.

"SHIT. You have a girlfriend!"

"Yeah but she's done it to me a bunch of times before so it's OK."

Then he went back to telling me how beautiful I am, how he couldn't believe this was happening, how he was planning it.

I was shocked by the planning it one. I didn't expect that, I thought we were going out as friends. We were friends for a while, he had a girlfriend. I wasn't expecting anything but to have some friendly fun.

It turned into too friendly.

I was okay with it, until the next morning.

Then I remembered how I felt when my boyfriend cheated on me. How I didn't find out until three months later. How I felt devastated. How I felt like I couldn't trust him ever again. How I felt so lost and confused. I was already with him for so long, he said it didn't matter. It was months ago. So I stayed with him. And honestly, it was one of my bigger mistakes.

I had to tell her, so I found her on Insta and told her.

I'm glad she broke up with him. Something I couldn't do.

I'm sad our friendship ended because you did a stupid thing. You set this up, you lied for months about your girlfriend. You said you didn't want to be with her, but the day after you were telling a much different story.

Yes it takes two to tango, but I didn't have a partner when we were together, you did.

Cheating emotionally and physically is the most fucked up thing you could do.

Emotionally cheating is still cheating. You're giving someone a part of you. Something only your partner should have. You shouldn't be calling other people "attractive," "hot," "sexy," or saying inappropriate things to them like "I want to fuck you," "show me ____" when you have a partner. These are what people who are single can say, not if you are taken.

Physically cheating is simple. Just don't touch a person in an inappropriate spot. Children understand this. If you're in a relationship, you should be able to too.

Talking bad on your current partner is just fucked up. What is the point of being with them if all you do is talk shit behind their back? That's simply disrespectful. If you're not respecting your partner what are you doing? Why be with them?

Break up with them before you cheat. There's no point to cheating. If you cheat emotionally or physically you should not be with your significant other. You obviously don't love them. You can't.

To the people who stay with their partner who cheated: I get it. But you need to know you're so much better than that. You deserve so much better than that. You think you won't be happy without them, but you will be. It takes time.

To the people who break up with their cheating partner: I admire you. I'm so proud of you. You know your worth and you make sure everyone else does. You have so much strength, so much power. I wish I had that back then.

To those who are "the other person," I get it. That person is unattainable, and when they want you it's so hot. It's like getting something you never thought you could have before. Just remember that the other person

To the cheater: You're a piece of shit. End of story. You should have broken up with them before you cheated. That will haunt the person for the rest of their life, and make them think "Why was I not enough?"

Cheating is a terrible thing to do to someone. I hope you never get cheated on and I hope you never cheat.

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To My Best Friend Dealing With A Broken Heart, We'll Get Through This Together

I can't actually fill that void.


To my best friend dealing with a broken heart,

It won't last forever.

Your heart, scratch that—you—will heal. You're already strong, but you'll become tougher. You're already smart, but you'll become wiser. You're already sexy, but you'll become even more irresistible.

And I'll be here the entire time. I can't wait to see who you become.

It won't be easy. I'm not going to sugar coat it and say that you'll be smiling and confidently strutting the streets by tomorrow. You have everything you need, but if your heart needs some time, take it. There's no rulebook. Honestly, I don't know how I got out of my rut, but I did and now I'm here. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I cried on end, but my support group–you–helped me through it one day at a time. Don't stress about what other people think—even me, forget my thoughts! Focus on you. What does your body need? What does your soul need?

I'm sorry. I wish I could take away this pain.

There's nothing that can compare to this feeling and I know I can't actually fill that void—no one can, other than you.

You never think it'll happen to you.

You had the future planned out. You shared your deepest darkest secrets. You both shared, I love you's and genuinely meant it. Of course, there were happy times. It was all real. I won't bash your ex unless you need me to (personally, I cringe anytime someone speaks badly of my ex... at the end of the day, I loved that man) but, just know, you did everything you could.

It wasn't meant to be and, one day, you will find your happily ever after. That love will be greater than anything you can ever imagine.

I'm not going to sit here and let you mope. The memories will never fade, but at this moment, forget about the past and the future, only the now. If you are angry, punch a wall, but steer away from feeling regret. Nothing in life is worth regretting over. It is all lessons-learned and adventures to remember later on.

This will pass and you will laugh about it. When I heard that for the first time, I wanted to scream, I could never laugh at the situation, but here I am now. You lost someone and that's never easy, but you've also gained so much experience.

You are gorgeous and breathtaking, you better start believing it because anyone would be so lucky to have you in their life.

Today, you start loving yourself.

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I Chose My College Because Of My Then-Boyfriend—We Broke Up, And Somehow I Have No Regrets

I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.


When you graduate high school while in a relationship, things can get a little tricky. If you're not from a college town or if you don't plan on attending the one near you, you're faced with some pretty big questions.

Is the relationship worth it? Can we do the whole "long distance" thing? How will it work?

Three years ago, I faced these questions with some uncertainty. My plan had always been to go out-of-state for college, to attend the big university of my dreams. I had applied there, and I even got accepted to enroll. It was a pretty big deal to me to achieve even a fraction of what I had dreamed of for so many years.

However, I had a boyfriend. It was a pretty serious one, since we'd been together for a couple years before I graduated high school. He was older, already in college. He came home pretty often since the college he attended wasn't horribly far from our hometown and we made it work.

When I got accepted to that far away college, things got uncomfortable. It was pretty obvious that he didn't want me to go there and wasn't a big fan of the thought of being a long distance couple. So, I compromised. I chose to apply to a college just under an hour away from our hometown, similar to what he did, so that we could continue to date. We were serious about each other, so I figured it was a sacrifice I could make for the long run. I wanted to make him happier by staying close by.

That didn't really work, though. Our personalities were painfully different, but this was only really highlighted in a negative way when I moved away. I was outgoing, involved, and loved to make friends. He was pretty much the opposite, and being older than me, he wasn't very interested in doing the things I wanted to do. He would come up to visit, but never wanted to interact with any of my friends or really do anything exciting at all besides sit in my dorm.

For the first two or so years that I was in college, we fought constantly. I didn't come home enough, I was too busy, and I was friends with people he wasn't fond of. I had a job, I was in a sorority, and I was involved in several other clubs, so my time was spread pretty thin. On the weekends, I would go out to parties totally sober for my friends but I'd get yelled at for being there at all. All of my actions were policed as if he was a father instead of a boyfriend. I was miserable.

I was afraid to talk about it publicly, but my friends knew how miserable I was and that the love had been gone for a long time. I was stuck at this university that I didn't really care about, that was too close to home for me to really feel like I had even left the nest at all.

After nearly two years of misery, I finally left that relationship. It pissed a lot of people off, especially the people back home who were friends with both of us. But they didn't know everything, just one side. That's OK, though. I really didn't care, because I was finally taking my life back.

I may have chosen to attend my university because it was closer to a boyfriend back home, but I love it even more now than when I started. I was able to become involved in campus activities and organizations without feeling guilty anymore. I was able to hang out with friends without being yelled at and tracked like a dog. I was able to enter a new relationship that was healthy, loving, and bettered my mental well-being instead of hurting it.

I've been able to fall in love with my campus all over again. It may be close to home and people I don't really care about anymore, but if I had gone out-of-state or anywhere else, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I wouldn't be in my sorority, or in my current relationship. I wouldn't be the best version of myself that I've seen to date. I wouldn't be this strong woman who finally learned her worth.

I used to regret my decision to attend the college that I do, but I don't anymore. It's my home, and no one can take that away from me. Thanks to my university, I've been given opportunities to grow as a leader, as a student, and as a person. I'm not the person I was in high school three years ago, that's for damn sure, and I couldn't be happier about that.

I don't necessarily think everything happens for a reason, but I do think that choosing the college that I did was a pivotal moment in my life. My high school relationship might not have worked out, and sure, college was a factor, but I'm glad that it didn't. My life is mine now, and so is my college experience.

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