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Well you may or not believe this.

I was 18 and I went to a coffeeshop for the first time in my life. I see a friend of my and he has these two girls with him, Lucy and Amanda. We all talk and smoke and me and Lucy end up spending the night together.

2 days later I haven’t heard from her. I got to the coffeeshop and I get pretty high. At some point I see Lucy and Amanda walk in. I wave and they some sit with me but its weird. Amanda is totally vibing me and Lucy is being kind of distant. The music is loud and I’m really high and I can’t really tell.

Then I see Lucy and Amanda come in the front door wearing different clothes. I was so confused and high as they walked over. I had forgot they were already sitting next to me! Then they joined us and hugged themselves and each others other.

Then the new Lucy jumped right into my lap and the first Amanda looks at her like WTF?

So of course the first Lucy and Amanda were not Lucy and Amanda but their twins Lacy and Amelia! Yes two sets of identical twins! I would love to tell you it got crazy from there …but it was just normal dating for me and Lucy for a few months.

I’ve not been cheat on buuuuuut I had a girlfriend that was jealous of all my girl friends. Jealous, like read my messenger on my tablet jealous. « No, tribbles I’m not attracted to anyone else than you ». Broke up with me and was already seeing someone else, was angry at me when a month later we bumped on each other in a bar and I reveal that I had a one night stand.

So yeah it was hard

I’m pretty sure she never cheated but she sure played a lot of decks at the same time

I have never been cheated on, or cheated on anyone, as I’m enm. I give my partners full rein to bang whoever they want, and only continue seeing them if they do the same for me.

Not sure if this count as cheating or what actually happened, but definitely felt like one.

My ex were travelling for work and she said she’s staying at her other house. At that time we’ve been together for about a year. We were chatting, and then into sexting, then she suddenly video called me. We never do video call, so it felt weird. Upon accepting the call, there were another guy that said to be her boyfriend and he started yelling at me, so i just hang up and sit on my bed, not sure what just happened. She never mentioned she’s sharing house or room or whatever with another guy. Then she started to message me, saying that he’s her ex and she didn’t broke off cleanly with him. We met up, she have bruise all around her, and at that moment i just have to forgive her and swallow whatever doubt i have, leave the doubt for another day.

A year later she broke off with me and till this day i have no idea what actually happened in that room, why he’s so close to her to see our message.

There was one guy I dated a while back for a bit and it was going pretty good until I found out he was cheating on his husband with me, and they had a kid. I broke it off immediately because it made me feel guilty as shit.

High school best friend’s first, long-term girlfriend became infatuated with me when we met. The more unavailable I tried to be, the more limerance I caused in her. I eventually started to crack because I wasn’t use to the attention and being pursued at all. It got ugly, I damaged that friendship irreparably but at least she realized I was kind of a piece of shit once she finally got to know me. Not soon enough for it to not be a disaster for everyone though.

Ive been on both sides.

My first gf cheated on me. We were together 4 years and i was using her laptop coz mine was getting repaired and i clicked paste and all this writting came up. I started reading it and realised it was an email she was writting to another guy about organising a meet up to fuck.

I also cheated on one of my exes. We were together almost 5 years, and i wanted to leave the small town we grew up in and go to the big city and she didnt. We always fought and i would drop it and then hate myself for it. After the last fight, i cheated on her to stop myself going back on my dream again (knowing i cheated meant i couldnt have a relationship with her). Was a shitty way to handle it but i was desperate to get out of the loop we were stuck in and i made sure she never found out. Doesnt excuse what i did at all, but it changed my life for the better once i moved

I didnt cheat, my girlfriend still loves me. We are happy. She didnt cheat, i still love her. We are happy.

So I was dating this bigender guy, and while we’re dating, he gets a crush on another guy and suggests we invite him to be a thruple. I don’t really see what’s so hot about this other guy, but he’s nice so I agree.

Then a few days later, My boyfriend says he asked the other guy out alone, but I’m not going to be dating the other guy, so it’s not gonna be a thruple. And I figure I’m okay with that, because I wasn’t really interested in the other guy to begin with, and I technically consented. But for the next month, I feel really shitty and jealous.

And eventually during a mental breakdown a month later, I realise it’s fucking cheating to ask a third party out in a way your partner didn’t consent to, and My misery changes to fury. Fuck that guy.

And anyway, a few months later, the other guy contacts Me, drunk, saying he dumped our mutual ex, and he’s convinced his entire relationship with our ex was a ploy to make Me jealous. And I prefer Hanlon’s razor, but I’m glad My cheating ex got dumped and ended up alone.

I’ve never been a cheater, and as far as I know I haven’t been cheated on. However, I did hook up with a guy who I later found out was married. Not only married, but he’d just had a baby with his wife. As soon as I learned that, I shut that shit down.

He argued, “Just cuz I’m married doesn’t mean I shouldn’t have a little fun.” Bruh, you’re digging yourself a deeper hole. I brought up his infant daughter, and he gave no shits.

Just when I thought he couldn’t get slimier, he went and floated a fantasy of having both me and my mom (he knew her from a previous job.) Yeah. Seriously. I went zero contact from there.

Dude still messages me out of the blue every few months despite me never responding. I wish I knew his wife’s name and had a way to contact her, but in the meantime I haven’t blocked him on the off chance I’ll be able to share all his crap with her someday.

I have deep shame that during my worst mental health crisis during which I was actively planning ending my life I had two girlfriends that didn’t know about each other for 8 months and it hurt both of them.

I had several partners - m and f - cheat on me or push me into unwanted polyam/open-r both before and after.

I did therapy, took meds, haven’t quite forgiven myself but have moved into a healthy space and am happily married.

I had to cheat on someone when they couldn’t register the fact that I told them that we were over. I guess she had a particular way of inciting drama by manufacturing relationships that way when she couldn’t see that she was the problem, so she makes out others as the problem instead this way.

I was married for about… two months to someone. I didnt fall down to my knees in the blinding light of Jesus fast enough (or at all) so naturally it was the worst of all possible marriages (she proposed to me) and a mistake from day 1.

Later on we are sitting in divorce court, and I have a visible bite mark/hickey on my neck. She gets annoyed at me, and I just shrug. She wanted a divorce. We are sitting here getting a quickie divorce. She moved out a month or so before. I’m personable, I’m cute, I’m employed, Im clean, sober, and without child. Of course I’m hanging out with other women.

She went on to get married a month after that, to a much less nice and much less attractive guy, who would tell her what she wanted to hear as far as religion went. They were married for six months and she was blowing up my phone in an attempt find her way back into my good graces. (and pants)

I’m now happily married to someone who is better at making up her mind.

Being cheated on was gut-wrenching. The worst part is I forgave her and she did it several more times. In hindsight, I was afraid I would not find a prettier woman than her. I was 20 years old and she was 18. Luckily though women do not stay pretty forever and now she’s old/ugly like all people our age. (trying to be humorous as beauty is only skin deep and not as important as money)