I’ve been a serial dater from the very first “Will you be my girlfriend?”
That was nine boyfriends ago.
During my time with boyfriend number eight– let’s call him Brandon–, I invited an old friend with benefits to my apartment.
We didn’t have a full-on affair; we didn’t even have sex. But we cuddled on my couch, and I let him squeeze my butt a few times.
I knew full and well that I was taking advantage of that fact that Brandon was away in Mexico, and I didn’t care. I’d always dreaded being cheated on, but here I was doing to someone else what I feared.
And I’ll be the first to say: that’s f***ed up.
We can do one of two things here: throw our hands up and yell, “She’s a cheater!” “We’re done with her!” or we can understand why it is that this happened.
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My relationship with Brandon started at the same time my previous boyfriend left me. I was in shambles.
Boyfriend number seven, Smith, and I talked about a future together. We planned to move interstate the next year. We talked about marriage. I even looked past that one time Smith choked me during an argument.
But we ended. And like a knight in rusty armour, Brandon swooped in to console me. After several rocky months, Brandon officially became boyfriend number eight.
But what Brandon was working with was a sombre, broken version of myself. I was hurt by Smith and covering it up with Brandon’s affection.