Now You Tell Me You Cheated On Me. (like I Didn't Know.)Attention all nice guys: You will finish last. That's just the way it is. I'm going to give you all some advice that will help save you some heartache.
You see, I'm a nice guy. I'm one of those people with a heart.
I'm not a push over. I work out regularly. I grew up with Taekwondo. I'm a U.S. Marine. And I think submission grappling is the most fun a person can have without committing a felony.
The thing is, I AM a hopeless romantic. I fall for it all. If there's something worth believing in, it has to be romance.
My ex and I split a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to show my maturity and agreed to friendship. Now that we are just friends, she feels comfortable enough to tell me that she was cheating on me with a mutual friend. They couldn't come clean earlier because they were afraid a 200+ pound Marine would go loco on them.
She was crying, ashamed of the lies and deceit. Will you ever forgive me? Will you ever stop hating me? She cried and she cried.
What she couldn't see was the big picture. I was on the receiving end of her lies. I was the one experiencing her manipulations. I saw it coming before she told me. I KNEW she had something going with our friend before she told me. Her relationship with our friend didn't seem right, and when I confronted her about it, she exploded in anger.
Believe me, if a woman tells you that she just HAS to talk late into the night, EVERY NIGHT, with another guy about things she just can't talk with you about, something is going on. If she can't drop the other guy, drop her. That's all there is to it. Put the ultimatum out there. Let her draw the line in the sand. If she isn't on the same side of the line as you are, drop her like a hot potato.
My last paragraph probably didn't sound romantic, but sure is some good advice for you. Be with people who deserve you.