Nearly 4 years ago a very smart, good looking, fun, successful man took an interest in me at work. I was recovering from a bad car accident and he offered to give me a ride to work and even took me to my college classes. He was very sweet. We are 14 years apart.
We spent time after work just chatting about anything and everything. I soon started to like him and we talked as often as we could. It was very innocent in the beginning. It took him 3 months get the nerve to kiss me. I was so excited. I was a late bloomer in High School I hadn't really had a boyfriend before this. So this was all very new and exciting to me. 8 months after our first kiss we told each other that we loved each other. Soon after I went with him on a business trip and at 21 years old I gave him my virginity. I was so happy. We held each other all night. He was very sweet and romantic, it was a perfect movie moment. Now, I'm sure there are a few of you ready to rip my head off, saying he's playing you. But for just a moment go against your instinct to hate him and me. And believe for a second that we did both love each other.
This relationship was extremely difficult I've cried myself to sleep many nights.
We were together for nearly four years. He told me that him and his wife did not sleep together that they were good roommates nothing more then just friends. He said he was afraid to leave her because he didn't want to be a weekend dad to their two sons.
He came over last week, to help me celebrate my birthday and my graduation from college. As we laid in bed watching tv holding each other he said that things at home were weird and because of that we couldn't sleep together. After I pressured him for answers he told me that out of the blue in the last 2 weeks his wife had been want to have sex which of course he had to participate. This was a huge shock to me because they hadn't slept together in years. I could tell he felt terrible which made me feel happy. He was nearly in tiers telling me. He said that his heart still felt the same for me and that he's problems with his wife were still there. But that he couldn't sleep with me if he was going to sleep with her.
I of course was crushed. Never in my clearest mind did I ever think this was right, but I justified it, because she wasn't nice to him, because they didn't sleep together and because he loved me and I loved him.
Now I'm 25 years old, only been with one man, only loved one man... and am emotional distraught.
I'm looking for advice, how do I pick up the pieces after this relationship? How do I move on? I'm so confused, I have so much hate and love for him. I'm so angry at him, myself. I'm so hurt and feel so betrayed. I have vengeances in my heart. I want him to hurt as badly as I do.
He still wants to be friends, he says he wants to help me find a job, and check in on me from time to time. I know that this wasn't' a game to him, and I know he loves me. If you believed that to be true, what would your advice be? He looked very hurt when I told him we shouldn't talk anymore.
Should I just tell his wife? Is that even right?
This wasn't about sex, remember he made me wait 8 months before we slept together, I had ask him a million times before to be my first but he said it should be special and perfect. He set candles in the hotel room at sunset.
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