Sooo where do I begin...
Back in May of 2011 I met this man. We instantly had a connection. We had both been in long relationships and knew what we wanted. Within 5 days of knowing eachother we began to date.
For the next 10 months we became the best of friends. We spent every single day we could together and even after 2 weeks I was convinced that he was "the one", I kept it to myself though. I did everything for him, everything. I took care of him when he was sick, did his laundry, made him food when he was hungry, gave him backrubs whenever he wanted, made him sandwiches all the time and told him how handsome he was to me and how much I loved him, EVERY SINGLE DAY. Stayed 100% faithful and 100% commited to him.
On the 9th month of our relationship I started a nursing course that took up a lot of my day...that's when he began to start talking to this other girl, the girl he would end up cheating on me with. She knew we were dating, she knew for how long too, she didn't mind it though.
I noticed something was up, I was hearing rumors and a few friends told me about things they had seen and heard.
I asked both of them to just tell me the truth and I even said to the girl "Please, i've given him everything that I have, just tell me the truth so I can decide what to do" she responded "Don't worry we're just friends".... but nope they were seeing eachother and it wasnt as "just friends".
I broke it off with him because I still had this bad gut feeling. For the next 2 weeks he was trying to win me back and do whatever he could to prove to me that she meant nothing.
Funny enough I believed him. And then one of my closest friends sent me a picture of the 2 kissing, I was devastated. He was still trying sweet talk to me too, promising, SWEARING ON HIS OWN MOTHERS LIFE that I was the only one.
Then I finally threw int he towel and told him I wasnt stupid and i wasnt a naive little girl and I knew what was going on, that i was completely done forever.
2 hours later he began dating her.
She's known for being a W* * * * * , her name's morgan and she has the nickname of "Whorgan".
Whenever people ask me about him, I hold my head high and I talk all the * * * * that I can about him. I refer to him as * * * * * * , douchebag, * * * * * * * , piece of * * * * .
As far as everyone around me knows, I'm over it, him and everything that happened.
I'm not though, I'm crying as I type this. It's been a little over a month and it still hurts. I trusted him with everything in the world and he screwed me over so badly. He had me promise him that if I ever wanted to cheat that I'd break up with him first and that he'd do the same for me...but that was a lie.
He's apologized to me since then. Almost in an ass kissing sort of way. Like "oh any guy would be lucky to have someone like you, you're perfect." "I kick myself in the ass everyday for losing you"...and we're actually talking like friends again. I'm almost disgusted in myself for talking to him still so civilized.
How do i get over this? How do I stop hurting? Why if they wanted to be together SO BADLY, why couldnt they just tell me the truth?
Why the hell am I talking to this loser? I know I don't like him, i hate who he is. I'm just not over that I gave him my all and that he did this to me. Please please please help me
I made an account just so I could get help on this. I don't want to tell anyone around me that he still makes me sad.