Would that even constitute cheating?
*This is long, bare with me, as I'm also using this thread as a vent session since this just happened last night*
It's been a while since I've posted. I had joined the dark side. Spinning plates was fun... amazing, even. End of 2013 was a good time for me in my life. I bettered myself in a lot of ways. Got a lot of my grown-up life together (purchased another house, big promotion at work, etc). Had major success meeting people, confidence was through the roof, had 2-3 plates at any given time.
I enjoyed all of the progress and success and I continue to enjoy it. Unfortunately, I got attached to one of my plates. I was duped into thinking that this woman was of very high quality. (those of you not familiar with what that looks like: she's young, attractive, takes direction well, very pleased by pleasing me, submissive, no history of being a slvt, undamaged, great at secks [the beejays were phenominal], extremely low maintenance, and generally very easy to get along with) Knowing women of that caliber quality is few and far between, I naturally spent more and more time with her. Other plates fell off as a result. Generally, getting attached isn't a problem for me. My approach with women is very hands-off when beginning a relationship. I work 40-50 hours a week, have many close friends, and do like going out on weekends, so my free time for dating is limited. I let plates know very early that I really only have 1-2 opportunities/week for dates and quality time.
After dating for 5 months or so, she began to ask 'what we are'. My answers were generally aloof and I let her know that I didn't quite have the time for a full-time commitment (which was true, I was going through the home-buying process, putting in big hours gunning for a promotion). At that point, she was already complaining about not seeing each other enough, but never showed any signs of being unhappy with our situation.
I've developed the ability to sniff out red flags pretty easily over the last few years. This girl literally had none. She checked-in with me daily, always called and let me know when she was going out and who with, had fits when I took too long to contact her back, and she's really busy with both work and school (i tend to like when women keep themselves busy, keeps them outta trouble).
One night after the 4th of July this year, I had just returned from a weekend camping trip with my friends and had a few residual bug bites. One on my neck. She saw it and immediately accused it of being a hickey. I, not being fond of false accusations, asked her politely to leave my house and didn't speak to her for ~2-3 days. Within that timeframe, she apparently had sex with some guy (no clue who he is or how she knows him) one night.
Fast forward to last night... we hung out for the first time this week. Dinner, came back for cuddles (boomboom time) and netflix. Everything was good as usual. She always falls asleep before I do, so i was laying there, watching SportsCenter, thinking.... I've never snooped in almost a year of dating. I'm not proud of what I did, but I grabbed her phone and scrolled through some things.
I know she doesn't have too many friends because: 1: she's a woman, and they lose friends like keys, 2: her busy schedule. Knowing this, everything I read was very uneventful. One of her friends is a known slvt, so figured if I find anything, it'd be in that text thread. There was a lot of her singing my praises, which was nice and almost made me put the phone down, but i continued and found ONE message at the very top from 2 months ago that said...
"I fvcked <mike> last night then smoked weed with <so & so> then went about my day blah blah blah"
Next message read...
"I feel so guilty, i got too drunk"
Her friend responded...
"about <my name>?"
Her response...
"yes"
Just about floored me. I'm feeling some anxiety as I type this and don't know how to approach the situation. I woke her up and asked her to leave because an emergency happened at work that needed me. I couldn't sleep next to her, I was pretty grossed out by my revelation. I couldn't sleep. Still have anxiety. I've ignored all of her messages since last night....
How should I proceed in a way that will preserve my dignity and will not make me look like an insecure fool? My only mistake was getting attached, which is more a risk than a mistake. I have no tolerance for lying. So unless she admits, is remorseful, and is willing to gain trust back, I will be cutting her outta my life on the spot permanently. If she does do the above things, we will still be terminating the relationship, but I will leave possible parole an option.
Yes, spinning plates cures oneitis, but I do have goals of being married & having kids someday. You can't get there without taking these kinds of risks. Please be subjective to my issue with your advice.
*This is long, bare with me, as I'm also using this thread as a vent session since this just happened last night*
It's been a while since I've posted. I had joined the dark side. Spinning plates was fun... amazing, even. End of 2013 was a good time for me in my life. I bettered myself in a lot of ways. Got a lot of my grown-up life together (purchased another house, big promotion at work, etc). Had major success meeting people, confidence was through the roof, had 2-3 plates at any given time.
I enjoyed all of the progress and success and I continue to enjoy it. Unfortunately, I got attached to one of my plates. I was duped into thinking that this woman was of very high quality. (those of you not familiar with what that looks like: she's young, attractive, takes direction well, very pleased by pleasing me, submissive, no history of being a slvt, undamaged, great at secks [the beejays were phenominal], extremely low maintenance, and generally very easy to get along with) Knowing women of that caliber quality is few and far between, I naturally spent more and more time with her. Other plates fell off as a result. Generally, getting attached isn't a problem for me. My approach with women is very hands-off when beginning a relationship. I work 40-50 hours a week, have many close friends, and do like going out on weekends, so my free time for dating is limited. I let plates know very early that I really only have 1-2 opportunities/week for dates and quality time.
After dating for 5 months or so, she began to ask 'what we are'. My answers were generally aloof and I let her know that I didn't quite have the time for a full-time commitment (which was true, I was going through the home-buying process, putting in big hours gunning for a promotion). At that point, she was already complaining about not seeing each other enough, but never showed any signs of being unhappy with our situation.
I've developed the ability to sniff out red flags pretty easily over the last few years. This girl literally had none. She checked-in with me daily, always called and let me know when she was going out and who with, had fits when I took too long to contact her back, and she's really busy with both work and school (i tend to like when women keep themselves busy, keeps them outta trouble).
One night after the 4th of July this year, I had just returned from a weekend camping trip with my friends and had a few residual bug bites. One on my neck. She saw it and immediately accused it of being a hickey. I, not being fond of false accusations, asked her politely to leave my house and didn't speak to her for ~2-3 days. Within that timeframe, she apparently had sex with some guy (no clue who he is or how she knows him) one night.
Fast forward to last night... we hung out for the first time this week. Dinner, came back for cuddles (boomboom time) and netflix. Everything was good as usual. She always falls asleep before I do, so i was laying there, watching SportsCenter, thinking.... I've never snooped in almost a year of dating. I'm not proud of what I did, but I grabbed her phone and scrolled through some things.
I know she doesn't have too many friends because: 1: she's a woman, and they lose friends like keys, 2: her busy schedule. Knowing this, everything I read was very uneventful. One of her friends is a known slvt, so figured if I find anything, it'd be in that text thread. There was a lot of her singing my praises, which was nice and almost made me put the phone down, but i continued and found ONE message at the very top from 2 months ago that said...
"I fvcked <mike> last night then smoked weed with <so & so> then went about my day blah blah blah"
Next message read...
"I feel so guilty, i got too drunk"
Her friend responded...
"about <my name>?"
Her response...
"yes"
Just about floored me. I'm feeling some anxiety as I type this and don't know how to approach the situation. I woke her up and asked her to leave because an emergency happened at work that needed me. I couldn't sleep next to her, I was pretty grossed out by my revelation. I couldn't sleep. Still have anxiety. I've ignored all of her messages since last night....
How should I proceed in a way that will preserve my dignity and will not make me look like an insecure fool? My only mistake was getting attached, which is more a risk than a mistake. I have no tolerance for lying. So unless she admits, is remorseful, and is willing to gain trust back, I will be cutting her outta my life on the spot permanently. If she does do the above things, we will still be terminating the relationship, but I will leave possible parole an option.
Yes, spinning plates cures oneitis, but I do have goals of being married & having kids someday. You can't get there without taking these kinds of risks. Please be subjective to my issue with your advice.