Okay, lets have an update shall we?
In my last blog, I expressed concern that my boyfriend might be going behind my back, lying, and of course: cheating. I asked for advice, and opinions, and I got some. Definitely not what I was hoping for, the general consensus being that he is cheating, or at least hiding something from me. Well, here's what I've come to realize.
I love him.
Cue everyone calling me an idiot, or telling me not to settle. But I'm not.
I believe that if you love someone, if you care about them enough, you can work through almost anything. Relationships are built on more than just sex. They're built on intimacy, on how you feel when that person smiles at you. (Tell me, would you have a spit fight with any old person? Would you let some random bitch you're fucking take a picture of you with your own cum in your eye? Would let that same person take pictures of you doing pretty funny things to your own flaccid cock? No? That's what I thought.)
Plenty of relationships thrive on an intimacy that you cannot get from having sex with someone. There are also plenty of relationships that are not monogamous, one partner will go out and play with any number of other partners, but guess what? They always come back to that person they have intimacy with.
Maybe he is fucking with other people. Maybe I'm not totally okay with it. But the bottom line is, I'm the one he texts every day, the one he calls before he goes to sleep at night. And as long as I continue to stay that person, I think I will survive.
I love him. I cannot let this feeling go just because he might not be able to keep his cock in his pants. I can't risk a life of loneliness because of a couple pieces of circumstantial evidence in a brand new relationship.
I guess what I'm saying is I'm okay now. I'm not totally happy with what may or may not be happening behind my back, but I'm going to have a real discussion with him, and lay some pretty concrete ground rules for whatever is going on.
In my last blog, I expressed concern that my boyfriend might be going behind my back, lying, and of course: cheating. I asked for advice, and opinions, and I got some. Definitely not what I was hoping for, the general consensus being that he is cheating, or at least hiding something from me. Well, here's what I've come to realize.
I love him.
Cue everyone calling me an idiot, or telling me not to settle. But I'm not.
I believe that if you love someone, if you care about them enough, you can work through almost anything. Relationships are built on more than just sex. They're built on intimacy, on how you feel when that person smiles at you. (Tell me, would you have a spit fight with any old person? Would you let some random bitch you're fucking take a picture of you with your own cum in your eye? Would let that same person take pictures of you doing pretty funny things to your own flaccid cock? No? That's what I thought.)
Plenty of relationships thrive on an intimacy that you cannot get from having sex with someone. There are also plenty of relationships that are not monogamous, one partner will go out and play with any number of other partners, but guess what? They always come back to that person they have intimacy with.
Maybe he is fucking with other people. Maybe I'm not totally okay with it. But the bottom line is, I'm the one he texts every day, the one he calls before he goes to sleep at night. And as long as I continue to stay that person, I think I will survive.
I love him. I cannot let this feeling go just because he might not be able to keep his cock in his pants. I can't risk a life of loneliness because of a couple pieces of circumstantial evidence in a brand new relationship.
I guess what I'm saying is I'm okay now. I'm not totally happy with what may or may not be happening behind my back, but I'm going to have a real discussion with him, and lay some pretty concrete ground rules for whatever is going on.
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To be faithful to you.
What if he contracts something?
I'm sorry hon, but no. He could be texting and calling other girls telling them the same shit.