Just split up with my girlfriend of a year today. Absolutely devastated. I found out on Tuesday that while she was on a night out on Monday, she kissed a complete random, apologised 10000000x times, and said nothing else happened. I was abit suspicious, I know there had been a lad sniffing around her for a few weeks that was out with her that night, but she insisted it wasn't him.
I was one of the first people to comment in this thread that cheating is cheating, and can never be forgiven. It took every fibre of my being, but I said we could work past what happened. I told her that I would have trust issues, she accepted it as she was willing to have me back at any cost. I was at hers today, she was downstairs, and I stumbled onto her phone, and found out she had told her sister that it was infact the shitbag that had been sniffing around her, and not only was it a kiss but she slept with him too. I gave her numerous opportunites to confess it was him, as something really didn't add up about the whole situation. Now that she's been found out, I am getting called paranoid and all that shite for looking at her phone. I have never been the kind of lad to do that, but after what she did I don't even know what kind of a lad I am at all now.
It took me 2 years after my last relationship to be able to say "I think you're ready to try this game again." as I was cheated on then too. And I thought it would be unfair to jump into another relationship with trust issues, as there isn't much hope for any relationship with trust issues. Especially if the poor girl had done nothing wrong to deserve them issues.
On a strange note though, I had a dream we would break up 2 weeks ago.
I also had a dream last night that my dad had to give Karl Pilkington a lift to the airport. Its worth not killing myself just yet to see if this comes true.