I’m sorry that I cheated on u for cash
I've been holding something for a long time, and I can't lie to you anymore. I cheated on you. And not just once. I made decisions that crossed every boundary, and I didn't do it because you weren't enough, or because I wanted someone else, or because I didn't love you—l did it for money.
I wasn't okay. I was disconnected from myself, ashamed, and doing what I thought I had to do just to get by. It wasn't love, it wasn't emotional-it was survival, but it still doesn't excuse anything.
You didn't deserve that. And the worst part is, even while I was doing it, I still cared about you. That's what makes me sick. That's why I hid it. Because I couldn't face being the person who did this to someone who actually gave a **.
You had every right to doubt me. Every instinct you had was right. And I hated myself every time you questioned me because I knew you were sensing something real.
This isn't for forgiveness. This isn't to make it okay. It's just the truth, because you deserve to know who you were really with.
You were loyal, and you stayed. And I broke that. I'll live with that. I just couldn't keep pretending I didn't.
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