I have gone back and forth about whether I should write this or whether it’s even worth it. But I need to, for me. When you cheated, it felt like the floor disappeared beneath me. One moment, I thought I knew where I stood with you, with us—and the next, everything was in pieces. You were not just someone I loved; you were someone I trusted with the most vulnerable parts of me. And you chose to throw that trust away like it did not matter. It never crossed my mind that I’d one day be writing this. When I trusted you, I believed in our connection and in the promises, we made to each other. But your decision to cheat shattered that belief—and it changed me in ways I am still trying to understand. It was not just about physical betrayal; it was emotional. It was not just about what you did. It was the lies. The pretending. The way you looked me in the eyes and acted like everything was fine, while I was unknowingly being hurt. Something broke in me. I started questioning everything my wor...