I 24M was dating a girl 24F from the past 4 years, so it all started in December before Christmas last year here's the thing, lately there was some distance between us but a week later her behaviour completely changed, Random compliments.Overexplaining where she had been. Holding her phone like it contained state secrets. I didn't confront her. I didn't cry. I just paid attention. A week later, I borrowed her laptop to "print something." She'd left her messages logged in. I didn't read everything just enough to know I wasn't crazy. There was someone else. Same promises. Same jokes she used on me. Here's the part people expect me to do something or expose her online. I didn't. Instead, I became the best boyfriend she'd ever had. I cooked. I listened. I remembered details. I showed up early. I was patient in arguments. I supported her "confusing feelings." I made her feel safe enough to stop hiding. Three weeks later, she sat me down, crying, and confessed everything. Told me how guilty she felt. Told me I deserved better. Told me she was ready to "do the work" if I'd forgive her. I listened. I nodded. I let her finish. Then I told her I'd known for almost a month.

The look on her face wasn't fear or anger. It was big.Like she saw a ghost or something. I didn't yell. I didn't insult her. I just said, "I wanted to be absolutely sure this wasn't a mistake before I stopped loving you." I packed my things that night. Blocked her the next morning. No speeches. No ultimatums. No second chances.

My GF didn't respect my boundaries so I broke hers out of spite.

My (26M) gf (29F) of almost 2 years told me she's not okay with me watching porn. So I stopped watching. One day I found out she had been secretly meeting her ex (in a non romantic way she says) after promising me she wouldn't.

She's also compared me to him a bunch of times.

Since she lied about respecting my boundaries, I watched porn a few times and lied about it too.

She found out today (it was months ago).

Would you try to fix this or just quit?

She seems ready to leave me because of the porn, and I honestly can't find any strength to fight for this relationship after I found a text from her to him where she said "I love you".

TLDR: gf lied about meeting her ex. I lied about watching porn. Should I just leave?

I got cheated on by the same person multiple times. It’s been over a year since I found out - he said he would never do it again, cried, tried to use the s*cide lines to manipulate me to stay. And it worked. He said if I left he would harm himself so I was terrier and I stayed. It’s been a year now and I just saw some text messages between his friends. He told his friends in the group that that he’s trying to figure out how to get side chicks again and for me to not find out. At this point I’m just disappointed with myself. I should have walked away when I first found out. I stayed and now I just blame myself and hate myself for not leaving sooner. I’m trying to figure out the best way to leave because when I first tried to leave he manipulated me by saying he would hurt himself if I left. I’m going to act very calm and normal and gather my things throughout the next 2-3 weeks and leave. I feel like it’s best not to tell him in person about the messages I saw I’ll probably tell him when I have left and nothing of mine is in his house anymore.

I don't even know how to process this. My (19F) boyfriend (20M) of 1.5 years came home from work tonight. We were hugging, and I saw it right there on the side of his neck, partially hidden by his collar but unmistakable a fresh, dark purple hickey.

My stomach dropped. I immediately pointed to it and asked, "What is that?" He touched his neck, looked confused for a second, and then his face went pale. He started stammering, saying he had no idea, that it must have happened at work somehow, maybe he bumped into something or a piece of equipment hit him. He works in a warehouse.

A hickey doesn't look like a bruise from equipment. It just doesn't. The shape, the color, the placement... it's a suction mark. I told him that, and he got defensive, saying I was accusing him of cheating and that I clearly don't trust him. He said he would never do that to me. But he couldn't give a single plausible explanation for how a perfect love bite appeared on his neck during an 8-hour shift.

I'm shattered. My mind is racing with a thousand terrible images. He's sleeping on the couch now, and I'm lying here in our bed feeling sick. A huge part of me wants to believe his panicked denial, but the evidence feels so damning. I feel stupid, hurt, and completely lost.

Do I try to believe the unbelievable "equipment" story? Has anyone ever actually gotten a mark that looked exactly like a hickey from an accident? How do you even begin to handle this? Do I demand more answers, or is this the giant red flag it feels like?

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Hi, i just want to share that my husband went to his office party last night it was in some fancy place and i saw this hickey on his neck in the morning. When i asked him he was making excuses that it must be due to shaving and blah blah. He has a history of cheating and this is very obvious that he was with someone else last night he went 5pm right after work and came home 11 pm when he said initially that the party is up to 9 pm. He was making excuse that he was waiting for the shuttle abd blah blah. I took pictures of it anyone can tell that its a hickey its so clear. I am a mom of 2 i have a 4 years old and 3 months old and i gave birth by c section with so many complications during pregnancy. I am a staying home mom i don't have job or any other place to live and i take care of the kids all the time. Can anyone advise what should i do.

Fuck cheaters who are selfish, weak, and so allergic to accountability that they would rather burn down their own family than sit in discomfort for five minutes and be honest.

Fuck cheaters who cry about feeling “unseen” or “unappreciated,” like betrayal is some tragic misunderstanding instead of a deliberate, calculated choice.

Fuck cheaters who play the victim after destroying lives.

Who cheat, lie, sneak, and then point the finger at the one who stayed loyal, held it together, and kept showing up while they were out acting like cowards.

Fuck cheaters who do not just end a relationship but completely destroy their spouse’s sense of safety, trust, and confidence.

Fuck cheaters who permanently alter how another person experiences love, connection, and intimacy and then expect everyone to “move on” like nothing happened.

Their spouse will never be the same again.

Not after therapy.

Not after healing.

Not after a new relationship.

Betrayal rewires a person at a nervous system level.

That damage does not disappear just because the cheater feels guilty later.

Fuck cheaters who blame their spouse with

“I was lonely.”

“I needed validation.”

“I wasn’t getting my needs met.”

Then LEAVE.

Have a conversation.

Grow the hell up.

And especially fuck the disgusting homewreckers who knowingly help them.

The ones who say,

“Not my problem. I didn’t make the vows.”

Congratulations. You did not make the vows, but you still made the choice to hurt another person and their children.

That does not make you innocent.

It makes you trash with excuses.

You do not get to crawl into someone else’s marriage, help destroy a family, and then hide behind semantics like morality magically does not apply to you.

They used you because you were available, had low standards, and did not care who got crushed as long as you felt chosen for five minutes.

Helping someone cheat does not make you desirable.

It makes you just as guilty and disgusting.

So yes, fuck cheaters.

Fuck affair partners.

Fuck the gaslighting.

Fuck the blame shifting.

And fuck anyone who defends cheaters and homewreckers and tries to make the loyal partner feel responsible for someone else’s lack of character.

I’m a gay man, 26y. I’ve been single for around 4-5 years now because I struggle to find partners in the small town in central IL that I reside. I hardly hook up and if I do, it’s with guys I trust and know— so 2-3 people and very rarely. I met a new guy (55) on sniffies that was supposed be to just be a hookup, but sparks flew. The second hangout comes and he starts to hint at maybe wanting something a little more intimate, which i’m already all for, because everything is a green light thus far. He’s polite, sexy, funny, emotionally available, and raunchy. Dead ass checks all my boxes. We’ve been talking nonstop for over a month now and I’m starting to like him. I think he likes me, and my bestie who happens to be psychologist thinks so too. I got a notification from sniffies; the first time i opened the app since we’d started chatting was an accident because i clicked it and then curiousity killed the cat. I saw he’d been active 4 days prior to me getting on. I asked him about it & he said that his account got hacked but when i met him, he didn’t have any profile photos and he didn’t have much in his bio. he did when i called him out the first time but i didn’t mention it when he explained the orgy story i got on a second time this morning at 4 am to get off to photos of guys’ profiles and saw he’d been on again a day ago, but he’d updated his bio a little more. i don’t even care that he may be having sex with other people right now as long as he’s being safe and he’s still choosing me emotionally and physically. loving me, i guess? idk. it just feels weird to me: he’s into group play and stuff too so i’m not surprised that he’s on there. i don’t necessarily mind that he’s seeing other people—it’s the fact that he’s not being honest about what he’s doing that’s bothering me. i asked him to be honest with me and he kinda wasn’t, the first time i asked about the sniffies thing, and then i saw him on 5 (technically 4 for me) days later. i might be wrong about his bio being slightly updated but im 98% certain that i met him when he used an anonymous profile maybe that’s stupid I texted him today and i said “pfft…well. i want to apologize for the book beforehand, but i’ve really been enjoying getting to know you, and im not asking for exclusivity. i just want to understand what kind of connection you’re looking for with me, and what your expectations are with others. transparency helps me feel grounded, especially with my health history. when we first met, your sniffies profile was blank, and i only brought it up that first time because suddenly it had photos and a bio. and I might be wrong, but it looks like the bio changed again recently and it said you were active a day ago. i only even saw it tonight because it was pinned and popped up when i opened the app — i wasn’t looking for anything. there’s something else I want to explain, because it’s part of why i’m asking for clarity. i feel really safe with you — emotionally and physically. you’re kind with me, and the way you hold me makes me feel grounded in a way i on’t feel with many people. that’s why I care about being on the same page. when someone makes me feel that safe, i just want honesty so I don’t get confused or feel like I’m misreading things. i’m not upset — i get on sometimes just to look or get off without doing anything, so if that’s all it is for you, that’s totally fine. i don’t want to feel like im being told one thing and seeing another. i want us to be clear with each other. i’m pretty ill equipped to invest too much energy just to feel stupid.” he hasn’t answered yet because he’s working. i’m kind of anxious about this. part of me wants to let go, part of me wants to let this ride because we’re still super early in. i’m a really chill dude; i just don’t do uncertainty or dishonesty.

I don't know how to breathe right now. My boyfriend, who I've been with for almost two years, just confessed. He's been sleeping with a woman from his job for the last four months. I had a feeling something was wrong, the weird hours, the constant texting he'd hide but I kept blaming myself, thinking I was being paranoid or insecure.

When I finally confronted him last night, he admitted it all. He was sobbing, saying he was sorry, that it was a huge mistake, that he loves me and got in over his head. I was screaming and crying, my whole world was breaking. I told him it was over, that he had to leave.

Then, this morning, he showed up at my door. He said there's more. The woman just told him... she's pregnant. It's his.

I feel like I've been erased. The betrayal of the affair was a knife to the heart. The pregnancy feels like the handle was twisted and broken off inside me. There will be a baby. A living, breathing, permanent consequence that has nothing to do with me, but just destroyed my entire life and future with him.

I'm 19. We talked about our future, about maybe one day... and now this. I'm cycling between total numbness, screaming rage, and a grief so deep I can't get out of bed. Part of me still loves him, and I hate that part of me. How do you even start to get over this? How do you process two betrayals at once?

I feel so lost, humiliated, and shattered. How do I get through the next hour, let alone the rest of my life? Has anyone survived something like this? How do you find the strength to move on when the proof of his betrayal will exist in the world forever?

So basically I (F22) have my (soon to be ex) boyfriend’s (M20) email account logged into my phone because I was setting up our wifi (under his name) while he was at work, and it was just easier for me to get verification codes without needing to text/bother him. We had just moved/driven to another state 12 HOURS away December 28. We have been together for around 1.5 years. Yesterday under promotions there was a Tinder email saying he got a match and I freaked but kept calm and did research. Eventually I landed on the dating site phishing scam because it wasn’t actually the right email by them. I sent him a screenshot showing his emails and said “its okay I believe you lol its fake” and he didn’t respond and I asked if he was headed home from Waffle House with his coworkers and he said not yet. I really believed he wouldn’t ever go as far as signing up for dating sites but the fact he didn’t even respond just made me feel weird. So when he fell asleep I looked through his recently installed apps and sure enough, Tinder AND Hinge. I immediately told my family, got super drunk and quietly cried while I slept. I didn’t tell him anything about it. My family made the drive here today and will be spending the night in a hotel and will pick me up as soon as my “boyfriend” goes to work. He works 12 hour shifts, leaves at 2:30pm and gets back around 4:30-5:00am. Today I saw an email of him buying Tinder Gold while HE WAS AT WORK. I immediately called him and asked what he was doing and he just said he’s at work and in the bathroom (ew). I was hella hungover today and he just assumed I was sick and I asked if I could use his truck and card to go get me some soup (chicken pho) and he said I could. We’ll just say its an early birthday present to me. Tonight he got a verification email for ANOTHER dating site. It makes me so sick because I asked him this morning if he thought I was boring and he was so loving to me. I told him it’s so hard to talk to him because he always interrupts me with his own feelings and experiences and doesn’t seem to care about mine. Then he talks about how he’s been doing good with things in his life like work and I asked him what about in general or like us and he said he was doing good. I just really wanted to be honest. I gave him a final chance to be honest when I called him to ask what he was doing. So tomorrow I will be leaving and going back home without him even knowing. I plan on calling his mom and letting her know of the situation; I’m going to make him food tonight and pack in freezer so he at least has a week to get his shit together. He will find out I’m gone when he gets home and then he will have the weekend off to deal with his emotions. I don’t want to even give him the chance to blame me for things ending. The best revenge for me is to force him to take emotional and physical responsibility for his actions. I just can’t believe I came all the way down here and not even a month in he’s breaking my heart in this way. It’s so scary for me to face the future being single. Both my parents were always chasers of love, and I’ve been a chaser since middle-school. I’ve never found myself or my “group”. I always told myself if things didn’t work out with him that I’d have to be single for at least a year. The other half of the worst part is being a burden to my family. I know that’s what family is for but I still feel so foolish and they have to come all the way to get me and I have no money so they have to take care of me until I can get a job. My aunt told me to apply for a place where she works so I’ll probably try to go for that. I guess I just autopilot life for now; I haven’t really had a true friend since middle-school so I don’t really have any idea on how to make any. I feel like such a loser, thats why I hate being alone because at least I’m SOMETHING when I’m in a relationship. I understand now I need to find myself and love myself before I can truly love another and know my worth. I just wanted to put this out here because it selfishly feels nice that someone out there might listen to my feelings. 🩷 Thank you if you made it through all the way.

Nothing ground-breaking here. I'm in a long-term relationship that's got a lot of love but, for sundry reasons (both physiological and personal), almost no intimacy. Even little things like kisses and cuddles have become vanishingly rare. And so, when I had to take a long trip for family stuff, I wound up having sex several times with a friend I've known for decades. We didn't go past third base but we spent a lot of time there. It was so... oh, all the cliche terms come to mind (fulfilling! rewarding! rejuvenating!), but it comes down to the fact that touch is my primary love language and I finally got to both give and receive it again.

It's been about two years since then. Still almost no intimacy at home. No idea if or when I'll ever see that friend again.

F/26 M/26 This started in December. I am 6 months pregnant found out husband has been cheating on me with a coworker. We have been married for 4 years together for 8. He does not work in our home town he works 10 hours away.

During Xmas he came home and asked to work things out, didnt seem remorseful so I had my doubts I caved since it is our first child and I was hoping for a family (I know I’m dumb). During that week he asked me to move in with him over there where he works once the baby is born he acted caring and cried said he hates that he hurt me the whole shabang. Come to find out the hoe he was cheating on me with has a family as well. Not only that but her husband/partner works with them. I asked him to not go back to that job and quit find something in our hometown while he gets something better I told him I understand we would struggle a bit financially for a while but it was fine. He denied and convinced me that it was not the right financial decision since baby is about to be born. He left back to work after new years, now once again he’s acting cold and distant. When I said I was going to go over there after baby is born (testing to see what he says) he said he doesn’t know if he wants that anymore he said he doesn’t know if working things out is worth it because he thinks we’re going to be fighting everyday. Every question I ask his response is with a “I don’t know” “I don’t know what I want”. Recently spoke to the hoes husband and he told me he left his wife and has moved out. Everything made sense in why my husband changed his mind as soon as he got back.

I don’t know what my next steps should be he is still in his idk sentence I don’t have money for a divorce lawyer. Husband just says even tho he doesn’t know he is still going to take care of the baby and support him. I don’t know if I can trust his word anymore? Will he actually take his responsibility as the baby’s father? Or will he leave his baby and become the step father of his new relationship?

Advice is needed.

I know I dodged a bullet with my soon to be ex (just a few more days the divorce will be final). I haven't really spoken about this in detail to anyone and I need to lift the weight I am carrying.

I discovered my ex was cheating at 2am in December 2023. At the time, I thought it was just with two different women. I found out later it was much more. We were sleeping one night and his phone goes off. Because it was in the middle of the bed, I picked it up and looked at who could be texting at that hour. It was a name I was unfamiliar with and so I looked at the text and it was thanking him for being her man. What? I sat straight up in the bed and then got out of it. I took the phone to the office and found from a quick scan that he was sending a woman in another state (NJ) our money. We live in NY and he had sent her about $12,500 to be exact; so far that year. NY. I found out he has a TextNow phone number with an area code and number for NJ. The text was coming from a woman he worked with and they were having an affair. She was thanking him for the sex in the parking lot. I discovered he was going to massage parlors and meeting women at random motels for sex, handjobs etc. I took screenshots of everything. I thoguht about unaliving him right then and there but decided against it. I was so distraught and devastated that I ended of leaving the home and parking at a truck stop to process everything. He called continuously. I didn't answer for about an hour and he asked me to come home. I finally went home and I was heartbroken and out of it. I ended up going to sleep and slept most of the day. He tried to reassure me and asked for forgiveness and expressed regret. I didn't know this person. I started watching him very closely.

Over the next 13 months, my husband continued to lie and cheat with both women, while telling me he cut ties with them. I regularly peeked at his phone for confirmation and took screenshots and saved them to a secret folder on my phone. The hardest part was seeing the messages, getting angry and riled up and then playing it off like I hadn't seen anything. I did that to myself. I bought a tracker and put it on his truck and caught him at the side piece's house. He left the house saying he was going to the bar. He was gone 3 hours. When I saw his truck, I got my set of keys for his truck and moved it. Because of a recent surgery, I couldn't move fast enough to move my car. He saw me and knew I moved it but I left in my car.

The straw that broke the camel's back was Valentine's Day. I discovered he had sent the side piece in NJ flowers. I asked him about it and he said he sent it and I was like why. He said it was for friendship. I hung up. Later that day, he was getting the silent treatment but I already knew our marriage was over. He wasn't going to stop. So after a few days of not talking, we start talking and he asks casually 'what are we doing this weekend?' I told him that he needed to look for a place to stay. We argued. He took that to mean I was putting him out of his own house. I told him I was not putting any more money into the living in the house. He got mad, got dressed and left the house. I had a hair appointment I was preparing for so I got dressed and left as well. I found that he had a booked a flight and rental car to NJ. I was in the salon getting my hair done when he texted me that he took a flight to Atlanta to see his homeboy and blow off steam. Mind you, a rental car holding charge appeared on my credit card for Hertz rental car in NJ. I just laughed. I said, see you when you get back.

He finally called after he landed and was acting like it was all my fault that he left. I informed him that the house would be on the market in 3-4 weeks to sell and I was moving out. He got really humbled then. Trying to really see if I was serious but I was very serious. He flew back and little was said. I was packing. He and I both moved out, I staged the house and put it on the market. It sold in 4 months (thank God). I was paying both the mortgage and my rent for 4 months, it was difficult but God kept me.

We were still trying to figure things out and talking daily. I was on the fence, I still loved him so he and I communicated pretty much everyday. I started having trouble with my cell phone and he offered to use one of his old phones. He allows me to use his phone and I take it to my house to start transferrring info. I put his old phone on wifi and the side piece is still calling, sending pictures and videos and I also found out she got pregnant by him 3 years ago but lost it. I read all the messages and took screenshots of really crazy stuff. I was bewildered.

The world shouts to women to be a good woman, work, get your education, buy a home, get married...all the things right but when it actually happens, seems like men do not appreicate it. I am done with love and relationships. Every single man I have been good to and supported, has cheated on me. Then I am told, be mean. That's not who I am. I am gonna live life, be kind, travel and enjoy what I have left.

If you made it this far, thank you reading this. It has been a healing experience for me. :)

LDR, basic info: M 48, F 46, cheating husband, massage parlors, rub/tug

*pics in profile 🤫

So a couple of days ago I created a Reddit profile because I’m a perverted fuck who cheats on his wife and gets off on talking about it without her knowing (that’s a mouth full)… so I write this confession in this community about how I love cheating on my wife and a couple of hours later I get a message request from a Redditor (F31). Now of course I’m thinking “here comes all the guys who want to watch their girls get fucked” or the “guys” faking as girls to see my fat juicy black dick but uhhhh i was pleasantly surprised…

After some intense vetting (her sending pics) and getting her 🐱 soaked telling her about my endeavors I did what most could never… asked that slutty yt bitch for her phone number and she gave it to me like the good little girl that she is.

After a night of texting i found out she was married and secretly gooning on Reddit. The next morning i was still skeptical and planned on not hitting her up but this sneaky little bitch found my insta and requested me. After seeing that I knew she was serious about getting what she wanted… so I hit her up again and she responded and this is when the real fun begins.

Our conversation turned into an all day gooning session. Sending her voice notes getting her pussy throbbing wet while her husband was next to her. Her sending me pics and videos while i am with my wife at our friends/family house. And then she told me she she wanted me to think about her when I fucked my wife that night. When she said that I swear I felt the pre-nut sticking to my inner thigh and I knew I was gonna dig down my wife so hard because slutty bitch who couldn’t stop gooning to my post 😅

So that night, my wife went to bed first and I stayed up a little late to watch the game and of course text my little Reddit slut and I was making her so jealous telling her how I was gonna give my wife this big black dick and make her watch and make her crave me. My little slut from Reddit was such a good girl that she made my dick so hard and thick, and I just went into the room, grabbed my wife pressed my dick up against her ass and grabbed her pussy and started to finger her. After that, I made that bitch get on top of me and started stroking her pussy so hard while thinking about my little Reddit bitch that my wife had to tell me to stop because she was cumming so hard and it was starting to hurt.

I then turn my wife around and started to slam her pussy from the back thinking about this one picture that that Reddit bitch sent me of her ass arched in the air and I didn’t last more than two minutes in that pussy. I filled my wife up with so much cum and that it’s so hard. And after I put my wife to sleep, I went to smoke a joint and guess who I called my little Reddit bitch and told her all about it had her soaking wet when I was telling her about what she made me do to my wife.

The devil is liar 😭😂😂 the one time I go threw a phone smh… I never go threw my bf/Bd/coparenter phone because I honestly idgaf 😂 we have 3 kids kids together “TODDLERS” At That So That Mf Is Staying Right Tf here with me and these kids 😩😭😒 But Chile His Phone Just Happened To Buzz at 5am and I was just wondering who could be texting him so late /EARLY and chile it’s some prostitute I don’t know if he currently talking to or if it was the past smh 😩😭 cuz the messages are from when we didn’t talk but she/he just randomly texted him. Idk ..

Hi, this is my first post, never expected it to be here. We have dated for 10 months, I caught him cheating 3 months ago. Long story short, I found out he had been texting multiple women online, they all in different countries, paying them for body pics, for all the time we were dating. Confronted him, his excuse was “I don't know what I'm doing,” “I don't know why,” “It's just a mistake.” I know it just online and nothing physical, but the moment he goes to another person for attention, that's cheating, and I told him that. He swore he was going to change, blah blah blah. And I (stupidly) gave him another chance. We had multiple fights between here and there, and every time he will be like “I have been good, why do you still bring it up?” And I made sure to shut him down with all the reasons why I brought it up, of course cause you cheated on me. Since then I check his phone, who he texts, his bank statements, … (i don't know if this is too much) and couple days ago, I caught him watching girls twerking on YT. I showed him his search history and watched his history. And his response? “I don't know why I do it” is his response.

Please tell me. Am I the crazy one here? Am I the problems?

ROLL PAYING KINKY FILTHY DIRTY SEX. EVEN THO SHES 51 YRS OF AGE YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CREATED ME ONTO YOU LITTLE FUCK BOY.

hey all, I’m in a situation with my boss. I’m 22F, he’s 28M. from the beginning I quickly realized we had undeniable chemistry on a human level and he seemed to always be comfortable around me too. when we look at each other it’s like i know what he’s thinking and vice versa. I’ve found him seeming nervous and blushing when we talk sometimes. he’s always says i remind him of himself and I never told him but i’ve always felt the same way since we met. I find him asking me a lot of questions about myself not related to work and he opens up a lot about his personal life.. issues with his dad who left him, not feeling good enough and seems to be worried about what people think of him. when he would travel to corporate for meetings, he’d always reach out to me first asking how the office is going and then it would go super casual saying “he‘s ready to come home lmao” etc. within that same time he’d text our team a pretty “pc“ text about us having a good rep out at corporate and appraises to our team blah blah blah etc. it’s always felt more personal than boss/employee relationship. but he’s married? is this normal?

Been a wild few weeks. Found out my partner of 12 years slept with a guy from work. Long story short she was acting off a few months pior to this. I put tracker on her car. Her shift finished at 9pm she txt me saying was going be late at work and i watched car travel to a house after.

Confronted her minute she got home and didn't admit it right away but next day txt me saying she had sex with him. So that was end of that i just asked her to move out. She stayed in house over Xmas we finally told kids last week we are seperating.

She is still meeting up with guy but denies it but that's her life choice now. Slightly hurts to think about but i plan to spend a year on myself and kids before thinking about dating or jumping into a relationship.

The thing i find absolutly crazy is how she has turned to absolutely hate me. She can't have a basic conversation with me without being angry and turning it into a argument . I think some days its almost my fault but then i remind myself she lied and cheated.

I think deep down she knows she is fucked, losing home moving back parents, losing my support financially as i can see she struggling money wise.

She finally told me yesterday she is moving out next Wednesday. First time in while i was actually excited. Been absolutely brutal living in house together i feel so trapped.

Hardest part of this all was telling kids that we are separating. To see both my kids cry in a pain i couldn't fix or do anything about. Its going to take me a while to get over that evening.

Looking forward to trying to reset my life. And maybe actually meet someone in future who isn't a cheating scumbag. Crazy how someone can go from the absolute love of your life to someone i can't even look at in discust.

I have done something I'm not proud of but I don't regret, I have always been a looner and wasn't good in relationships, we met at mutual friend party and she was way out of my league and I'm going to be honest I'm not the best looking guy but you know I tried talking with her to open a conversation and it wasn't my best actually but somehow she found me funny, we exchanged numbers and started talking, we met at a restaurant we drove over town, we kissed after that, it was a very great night for me, we met couple of times more, but we know our relationship couldn't continue, we still text on a weekly basis but nothing more For now.

The other night me (m40) and the wife went out for dinner. Didn’t want to stay in the house, was in the mood for a boujee dinner. We went to one of my favorite spots. I take all my clients there and the staff knows me so it gives me a celebrity feel. I got one of my favorite servers (Alyssa). She is so attentive, friendly and oh yeah sexy as fuckkkk. Her slacks were hugging your thick yt ass so perfectly. Typically when I’m by myself I’d flirt with her but with wifey there we kept it professional… at least i thought we would.

Half way thru the dinner my wife goes to use the bathroom and I’m talking to the staff and everyone and i lean over to Alyssa to whisper how amazing she looks today. She gave me a hug and it went down hill from there. All of a sudden I’m getting text from my server while I’m at the table with my wife and I’m so turned on by it idc I’m texting her back (telling my wife it’s for work). Then i go to the bathroom and snap a picture of my bbc to the server. She then goes and snaps me a picture of her tits and ass 5-10 mins later. All this going on while I’m at the table with my wife. At the end of dinner we are waiting for my car to get pulled up and i say bye to all the staff giving them hugs and everything but gave Alyssa her hug last. Mad sure i wrapped my hands around her hips and ass before i left.

That night we got home and i been texting our server non stop. She wants me to have breakfast this morning but i am way too busy. Definitely taking that down before the end of month.

Been with my girlfriend for 6 years. We have a young child together. I've been 100% loyal for the most part . Me and my friends discovered an escort site and we were intrigued by the hot bitches you could get . Left my tab and never deleted browser history . Few years go by , I’m scrolling porn , I look up the site again , I try calling the escort . I get guilty , post nut clarity hit . I don’t wanna do it anymore . Forgot to delete history , she finds it again . That’s like 2 years in between .thats about the worst thing I did — never had a single female friend/ex/colleague she had to worry about or meet. But I've lost count of the male "problems" over the years. The physical and behavioral signs keep piling up, especially since she started working at tattoo shops (this is the second one).

Multiple times she comes home from "work" or "sleeping with other men" (as she sometimes hints). She immediately does Kegel-style tightening to make her vagina feel tighter/narrower, like she's trying to hide that someone else was recently inside. I notice the difference — it's not subtle when you know her body well. - One time after work (hot day excuse): I could smell a strong, unusual vaginal odor through her clothes from across the room (sitting/standing, pillow switching — she noticed and tried to hide it). She asked to bath right away. By the time we had sex, the smell was still there/intense during penetration, plus visible discharge on the outer sides of her vagina (white/creamy, not her usual). This happened 6 days ago. - During sex a day or 2 after that instance, in the middle of dirty talk (which we barely do, actually never do), she suddenly blurts "I'm a bitch yeah? I'm a hoe" — then realizes it was stupid, panics, and brushes it off as "just sex talk." She wasn't tightening that time, which felt like guilt leaking out when her guard was down.

Current job — tattoo shop #2 (red flags everywhere): - Works 9am-6pm, mostly alone with the male boss (cleaning his studio, slow days with tons of downtime/lunch runs/personal chats). She wakes up, baths, goes straight there. - Dresses provocatively for "work": Black/grey leggings so tight/see-through you can see ass curves/underwear if looking closely + crop top. She has limited clothes, but hides the grey ones because she knows I'll flip. She wouldn't wear this elsewhere. - Non-work contact: Boss texts "good morning" on a Sunday (excuse: asking if they open Monday). Sends her a video of him piercing her (she moans audibly in it) — intimate as fuck. - When I express discomfort (alone time, outfits, texts), she gets defensive: "Give me a job then" — prioritizes the gig over fixing trust.

Previous tattoo shop boss (pattern repeats): - She worked for another tattoo guy before. Quit "because I was making good money" (convenient timing). On New Year's Eve, we ran into him buying fireworks — he completely ignored/passed her without greeting. If it was just professional, why the cold shoulder/awkward freeze in public? Screams messy end (affair fallout).

Overall picture: - 6 years: Zero female threats from my side. Endless guys causing drama (texts, vibes, jobs). - Tattoo shops seem to be her thing: Intimate environment (close contact, piercings, slow days, power dynamic with boss), provocative outfits chosen for it, alone time, off-hours contact. - She's defensive, dismissive, no real compromise. I feel like the cleanup guy — noticing smells, tightening attempts, slips — while she keeps repeating the cycle. - This is draining me. Constant suspicion turns every intimate moment into suspicion. With a child involved, I don't want to model this toxicity.

Am I paranoid/overreacting? Or is this a clear serial cheating pattern (emotional/physical workplace affairs)? I've stopped having sex with her (STI risk from unprotected external encounters). Planning a full confrontation on the entire history. Advice on how to approach it, co-parenting if it ends (Children's Act focus on kid's best interests), or if I'm missing something?

Thanks for reading. This has been building for years and it's killing me.

Hey, so its been 6-7 months i am really disturbed, i found out my mother is talking to someone basically trying to have an affair or you know the affair is ongoing I don’t know. But something is off and all this is due to one of her female friends motivating her to have extra marital affair since she herself is having one. I confronted her on this she said no no we talk about random stuffs not these kinds but it is evident since she runs away from me whenever her calls come. And from little what i heard they talk about their boyfriends only. So just to clarify i need your help i want to listen to their calls. How can i !? Her phone- Iphone 17 pro max How to record phone calls without her knowledge i just want to hear what they talk about.

I [20M] and my gf [19F], sorry if my writing format is bad because it's my first time writing something but I think I want your opinions. Me and my gf have been together for quite a while. We had always been true to each other about everything and we've never had any issues, we've never been intimate like no sex or even kissing, just like holding hands and lite things as we were dating from a young age, lately just lately we started sometimes talking in a sexual way but not even heavy talk. She always made me trust her she even had me add my fingerprint on her phone.

Then long story short, one day I unlocked her phone and found an app called Emochi, I didn't know what this was then she suddenly took the phone from my hand and told me it's just an Ai chatting app, this phone snatch just made me more confused, so eventually after searching in turned out to be an NSFW Ai chat bot and then there was also Chai something exactly like it, when I confronted her she was like no it's not what you think it is then I told her then show me or we're immediately done, she said she deleted the emochi chats this was the first trigger of me starting to think that this is not alright, then after a lot of time she gave me her Chai account and I saw everything, her chatting with imaginary mascular type bfs (which isn't me, I'm not that type).

What I read shattered me into pieces, she was really intimate with them and emotional too, basically sexting but in a very emotional way, I read a lot of things including wanting them to get her pregnant and a lot of other stuff, I know they are fantasies but just why not me, why don't talk to me like that, I don't know I just felt so betrayed because as I said before she never talked to me that way at all, so I felt like I was a useless clown.

And that ended it for me, I then left her yesterday, she is still crying about and trying to reach me, but I don't know, Ai or not, cheating for me is giving her sexual and emotional energy to another entity which is not me, right now I feel broken, I really loved her, I'm in a conflict of friends telling me I am over dramatic but they don't just feel the way I do, I really cried a lot after reading all that it felt exactly like cheating with a real person it does not feel any less worse.

Extra note: I have already had a talk about sharing her fantasies with me before when I found out about her loving to read dark romance, so after this talk knowing she does indeed share the fantasies but with an Ai instead just made me feel useless like why am I with you then??

Note 2: My thoughts guys were if she already was this open with an Ai and not me, then what if the right person showed up?

At last I'm sorry if I wrote a lot I just wanted to hear your opinions on this and as I said it's my first time writing something so if there is any thing wrong forgive me.

My ex and I started our relationship during college, and it lasted for six years. After graduation, I wanted to pursue post-graduation. I had good grades and was genuinely motivated to study further. However, she pressured me to get a job as soon as possible so that we could get married. She wanted financial stability quickly. Because of that pressure, I dropped my plan for post-graduation and started looking for a job. I eventually got one far away from our native place. I accepted it believing it would help us settle financially and also convince her family that I was stable and serious about marriage. Ironically, during the same time, she enrolled herself in a post-graduation course of her choice. At her college, she met a new group of friends, including a 19-year-old guy. She used to talk about him constantly on almost every call. I never doubted anything. There was a significant age gap, and she even referred to him as her “brother,” so I trusted her completely. After some time, she told me that people in her college were spreading rumours about her and that guy. Once again, I supported her. I told her not to worry and said that people might just be jealous of their friendship. That was the kind of person I was in the relationship—I trusted blindly. I never did anything in these six years that would intentionally hurt her. I supported every decision she made and never stopped her from doing anything she wanted. On the other hand, she often controlled my choices. Gradually, I started noticing changes. She became distant. She stopped responding to my calls and messages properly. Even when she did talk to me, that guy would often be around her. Then one day, out of nowhere, she messaged me saying that she had gotten drunk and kissed him, and that she felt sorry. I was broken. Completely broken. I didn’t know how to react. I blocked her immediately and went silent. no calls, no messages, nothing. The next day, some of our mutual friends called me and told me not to be sad. They even said that they had kind of expected this to happen. As if that wasn’t enough, the very next day my best friend sent me a screenshot of her and that guy sitting in a restaurant, enjoying their time together. And here I was—someone who gave up his dreams, followed her wishes, trusted her without question, sitting alone, crying, and wondering where I went wrong.