When I was 20yrs I was madly in love with my high school sweetheart. We’d been together since we were 17yrs old and as far as I was concerned I would end up marrying that guy.
That was until on a girls’ night out, an acquaintance of both of ours let it slip that she’d heard my BF had hooked up with some hostesses at his job (we were both waiters at the time).
I was drunk, furious, and devestated. I confronted my BF over the phone and he admitted that what I’d heard was true. We were living together at the time and I decided to move away to another state to live with my parents and put my life back together. He was very apologetic and tried his best to make it up to me. As much as I wanted to go back to normal I just couldn’t. However, I continued to engage in a long distance relationship with him hoping eventually things would get better.