Nerve Dating Confessions

if your going to be a big enough dick to cheat, the least you can do is come clean to both parties and let the chips fall where they may. otherwise you will always be living in fear that someone will find out. man up and deal with the problem that you created.

I left my husband for another guy, and it's turned into a complete mess. I wish I could take it all back, but it's too late.

I didn't cheat, but my ex wife did. For her it wasn't about him as much as the thrill. She confessed to me after a month where she was completely stressed out about what was going on. After the fact she realized that the guy was just a player who prayed on her vulnerability (somebody she worked with). She had a decent career with a boss she loved that she had to leave because she was miserable there after what had happened and he wouldn't leave her alone, until HR was brought into it. Our marriage ended partially because I the affair and partially because she was going thru a mid life crisis of sorts. I don't think it is working out to well for her and I suspect it will all end with a bunch of regret. As the one on the other side, it is the most awfully painful experience I have ever gone thru.

That is sad. I worked with a guy who preyed on my vulnerability, but I didn't cheat on my ex husband with him (well, we weren't married at the time yet), even though my ex was abusing me at the time anyway. The guy ended up retaliating against me (which was maybe for subtly refusing his advances despite my own feelings for him, or it was maybe part of his plan anyway, I don't know) and I got laid off partially because of the drama and tension this situation created in the office. Don't throw yourself into a situation or take an action without thinking through all the potential consequences first. This is true in all aspects of life. Otherwise you are bound to regret it.

Everyone is flawed. My ex bf kept cheating on me with lots of girls, and claimed none of them lived up to me, even though they were cumming more, validating his vanity more, were younger/thinner whatever. He would have kept "trying before buying" til I got sick of him not coming home, finding rubbers in his bag (we never used them) and other girls' panties and sexts, too. Point was, I had most of the qualities he was looking for, he just wasn't looking for a real human being with separate interests and complex needs. He wanted Mensa supermodel who worshiped him, had a six figure income, shared all his interests, was always cheerful, and came when he pointed his dick at her.

And if he couldn't have that, he would just have a bunch of girls who all had something particular he liked, and have all his needs satisfied that way. If he was famous or had a lot of money, he could probably bed hop and judge women for not being perfect, despite his many profound physical and character flaws, for the rest another ten years. Longer if he was rich and famous. Sooner or later you have to say, I'm going to maintain this good thing, because after a while I'm not going to have the assets to acquire a shiny new thing was will just end up having problems down the road, too.

I heard a great bit of dialogue in a film. A 20 ish woman asked her friends: "Sometimes, don't you just want the feel of something .. new?" And an older woman nearby who overheard responded: "New people get old, too." (not speaking of chronological age, of course, but that is part of it.) The shiny new-thing appeal will wear off, and you are just left with somebody different. Not necessarily somebody better. I'll remember that probably all my life now.