- She was following me on Instagram,
and said that I should meet up with her and her boyfriend.
- I was just like, is this a movie?
- Looking back, I was like, red flag!
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- I am gonna talk about my worst relationship.
It was horrible, and I hope that nothing like that
ever happens to anyone, or to me again.
- Today, I'm gonna be talking about
how I found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me.
- This is one of the craziest
and most unexpected things that's ever happened to me.
Especially in a relationship.
- In the moment, I felt totally shocked.
Like, this can't be real.
- I was 18 at the time, and I was living in Boston,
and my girlfriend at the time was living in New York.
She was a little older than me,
and she was kind of like,
the first person that I was really in a relationship with,
in a serious relationship.
We lived four hours apart from each other,
so I really only used to see her, like,
twice a month, or something like that.
So, she used to work on Saturdays,
so basically, Friday, we would like, hang out all day,
and Sunday we would hang out all day,
and then Saturday I was basically,
like, by myself at her house,
and I would just, I dunno, do whatever,
like go to the mall, cook, watch TV,
watch Netflix, something like that.
Nine months into our relationship,
I was visiting her for that weekend.
This specific Saturday, I was alone,
and I was cooking for myself,
and then I hear this like, knock on the door.
And I was like, that's weird, like,
she's home, like, really early.
So I was like, maybe she came home
on her lunch or something?
But it didn't make any sense to me.
I opened up the door, and there was this guy there,
in like an army uniform, he had like, bags and stuff.
The whole shebang.
I was really worried at first, actually,
'cause I thought, like, something happened,
I'm sitting there, thinking like,
oh my god, somebody, like, died.
And this guy is here to like, give her the news.
And he like, looked at me,
and he was like, "who are you?"
And I was like, "who are you?"
I was looking at him, he was looking at me,
we were looking at each other.
We were basically both lost and confused.
And, come to find out,
it's her husband of like, five plus years.
She was married, and I didn't know about it.
We didn't know what to do,
because he didn't know about me,
I didn't know about him, and like,
we were both kind of like, just confused.
Usually, you find out, like, someone is cheating on you,
through, like, a text message,
to be like, confronted was so weird.
After we had our little confrontation,
I got in my car and I drove away.
I drove to the mall.
'Cause I didn't know what else to do,
I didn't know where else to go, I didn't know anybody there.
I called her, and I basically was like,
I don't know, some guy showed up at your house,
and said that he was your husband
and that he was looking for you.
And she basically was like, "oh."
Like, she said, "oh."
She's like, I'm sorry, like, this shouldn't have happened,
and I basically cussed her out.
I was super upset about the situation.
I didn't know what to say.
I was basically kinda just like,
"you know what? I'm just gonna...
Go."
We broke up after that.
It was just, like, such an awkward, like, little ending.
And honestly, I probably should've known,
because on the back of her car,
she had like a bumper sticker,
that said, like, United States Army.
From what I know, I think they got back together,
and then they ended up getting divorced.
I was basically a homewrecker without knowing it.
- I was dating a guy who was a little bit older than me.
And I remember having such a huge crush on him,
because he was into all the nerdy stuff that I love,
like, he was into video games, and anime,
and I was like, oh my god, we have, like, so much in common.
Like, I'm in love.
I think we'd been dating for about,
like, four to five months.
I remember, though, that he had mentioned
he was friends with some of his exes.
It was like, my first relationship,
I wanted to be like, cool, and chill about it.
And everything seemed, like, pretty platonic,
so I tried to feel, like, you know,
it's okay that he's friends with his exes,
you know, they're obviously just friends now, nothing to it.
One day, he mentioned that he was
going on a weekend trip with one of his exes.
And I was like, oh, okay, I mean, again,
I was a little bit nervous about it,
'cause I knew that they had, like, history,
but at the same time, I was like,
you know what, I trust him,
they're gonna go on a weekender trip, it'll be fine.
He ended up leaving on this trip,
and it was like a road trip, so he was gone all weekend.
And I didn't hear much from him.
And he came back, and he was like, hey, I wanna hang out,
I wanna show you pictures from our trip.
And I was like, oh, great, like, you know,
I was excited to see him again.
We ended up going out to dinner and going back to his place,
and he was showing me pictures from the trip,
and everything seemed good, like,
it just looked like two friends that were on a trip.
And he ended up, like, leaving the room to like,
go grab water or something.
I made the mistake of swiping too far in the pictures,
and I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me,
because I swiped into a picture
of him and two of his exes having a threesome.
And I was like, oh, my god.
It was like, clear that they had some sort of,
like, camera setup off to the side,
and they were literally getting every picture of,
like, all the action that was going on.
They were completely naked, in the middle of having sex,
so, yeah, I saw everything.
It was my first relationship, so with him,
it was like, he was my first kiss, like, you know,
I had never done anything like that before,
and I was just so stunned to see him
in these, like, super explicit photos.
When he came back into the room,
and found me looking at the picture,
I was so stunned, I didn't even know what to say.
I remember that he was like,
super embarrassed that I had found it,
even though it was like, there with
all the other pictures that he had taken over vacation.
I remember being so shocked,
I was just kind of staring at him,
and he was talking at me,
but I didn't really remember or like,
process exactly what he was saying.
He went on the road trip with one of his exes,
and then the second ex met them
at the place that they were staying.
So, it was like, a meetup situation.
At some point, I just got really angry,
'cause I was like, you lied to me about this trip,
you obviously lied to me about
just being platonic friends with your exes,
and you cheated on me.
I remember having this like, fight with him,
right then and there, which,
obviously wasn't much of a fight,
it was mainly me just like,
staring at him and being mad, and like, yelling at him.
And then we ended up breaking up.
It was honestly one of the, like,
most surreal moments of my life.
- I started dating this guy, we're gonna call him Joe,
we had met at a mutual friend's wedding.
He was a groomsman and I was a bridesmaid.
He was a musician, and I'm very, very into music,
and so we kind of found a mutual passion.
He lived in Michigan, and I lived in California,
and so we would travel and fly back and forth
to see each other often.
We would send each other letters,
I would send him records in the mail,
and we just dated for a few years.
And every few months, he would take his van,
and drive across country to come visit me in California.
And on his last and final road trip,
he came and visited me, and we decided to
drive up the PCH and visit our friends in San Francisco.
I could tell, though, his energy was a little off,
and he was a bit different than he typically was with me.
We were in San Francisco, at our friend's apartment,
and we were staying in their living room,
and there was a coffee table, and through the night,
we both left our phones on the coffee table.
And, in the morning, he woke up to take a shower,
and one of the phones lit up,
I didn't know if it was mine or not,
so I looked over, saw it was his,
and saw this girl named Elizabeth, and she had texted.
Obviously, I looked at it.
It said something along the lines of,
"I can't wait for the sun to kiss my face
and for me to kiss yours."
And immediately, it was like, red flags.
And I freaked out internally.
But I'm not a very confrontational person.
So I let myself think on it for a little bit.
That day, we had decided to go surfing.
I felt so uncomfortable and so uneasy all day,
and there was an opportunity when our friends went surfing
and he and I were on the beach sitting,
taking a break together.
Very calmly, I tell him what had happened,
and how I had found this text from a girl on his phone,
and I didn't go through his phone
beyond the text that was on his screen,
because I wanted to hear what he was going to tell me.
Immediately, he got extremely defensive.
He was yelling at me, like,
"why would you go through my phone,
why would you invade my personal property,
what were you looking at?"
And for me, I felt very innocent,
like, our phones are next to each other,
and one lights up, obviously I'm gonna look at it.
And he storms off down the beach and runs away.
That, for me, was an admission of guilt.
I decided that I needed more proof for myself.
So, I go back to the van, I do go through his phone.
When I did that, I had found out
they had actually been dating kind of seriously
back in Michigan for eight months.
I was obviously blown away.
Going through all of these texts,
reading that they have pet names for each other,
reading that she's his girlfriend,
and that she spends time with his family,
and that they love each other.
And I'm just like, (groans) dying.
I decide to call this girl.
She had no idea who I was.
Apparently, she had found letters from me,
and he had told that I was just a friend and a pen pal.
She had road tripped out to California with him,
flown back to Michigan, and she was flying back in
the next day to drive home with him.
I hang up the phone, I put it back where it was.
I destroy his favorite CDs in the car,
and throw the pieces under each seat,
so he would have maybe trouble finding them.
I take my things, and walk away.
I get back to the city, I grab my things,
I leave Joe a long letter and left it in his duffel bag,
and that was my farewell.
And I come home, and I'm sitting on my couch,
super defeated and upset, and just trying to figure out
what my next move was gonna be.
And I look out my window, and there's Joe.
He immediately realized that I see him,
and he turns around and starts walking away.
I run outside, and I just start screaming at him
down the street, like, "what are you doing here,
how could you do this to me?"
But he's just running back to his car,
and obviously, I chase him to his car,
and he rolls down the window,
and he's just sobbing and really upset and apologetic,
and I was like, serves you right.
I was like, "where are you headed right now?"
Because I knew he was headed to LAX
to go pick up his girlfriend at the airport
so they could drive back to Michigan together.
And that's what he told me.
And I say, "see you never."
- A couple years ago, I was on Tinder,
and I matched with this girl.
And she was gorgeous.
I showed her photo to one of my best friends,
and my best friend was like, "oh my gosh, I know this girl."
I was like, "oh, well, is she cool?
Should I text her, should I go out with her?"
And she was like, "yes, you have to."
We chatted, and decided to meet up.
Three to four months later, you know,
we've been on all these dates,
concert dates, dinner dates, bedroom dates,
I mean, we were like, dancing in the kitchen dates,
it was romantic.
You know, we were developing a relationship.
We were talking about fourth of July,
I was asking her what her plans were.
She was like, "oh, there's something I need to tell you."
I was like, "okay, go on."
And she goes, "there's this guy that I've been seeing
for the last two to three years, but he's from Dubai,
it's fine, like, he knows about us,
he's cool with us seeing each other."
At first I was just like, what is she telling me?
Just totally in shock.
And then she keeps going,
and she's telling me all about him,
she's telling me how he owns this camel farm,
how he's a prince in Dubai, and like,
how he has a 10-year-old son,
and he brought his son back to the states last year,
and because their religions are different,
he had to pretend that she was his son's nanny,
because he would've been shunned from his family.
I'm just sitting there, like, oh.
Clearly, had no idea who I was dating at this point.
And then she says, "so the reason I'm telling you this
is because he's gonna be here for the fourth of July.
And if you want, you know, you can come over at night."
He could get a hotel room
for the nights that I wanted to come over,
and at that I was just, like, no.
No, no, I'm done.
I just had to tell her, you know,
I'm not trying to have this type of relationship,
and I think it's best if we don't see each other anymore.
When I ended things, she was totally fine.
It seemed like she had no remorse.
I had been following her on Snapchat.
And saw that when he arrived,
they had been on every single date that I had taken her on.
Dates that we had talked about going on.
That was just kind of a slap in the face.
I realized that I left a couple of my blankets at her place.
I asked her if I could come get them,
and so I went back to her place.
As she was handing them to me,
she said, "there's a gift
in between these blankets for you."
So I took the blankets, and went back to my car.
I lifted up the first blanket,
and there was a blouse and a dress
which I would never wear.
They had been bought by her boyfriend from Dubai,
'cause they had the currency on the tag.
Well worth over $500.
I decided to take them to Goodwill and donate,
and never have seen her again.
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