I once thought that every guy was up for grabs. I hadn’t processed the idea of being in a fully committed relationship and thought, “I’m not the one cheating because I’m single. If he chooses to cheat, that’s on him.” This kind of careless and reckless behavior invited karma to come back and bite me in the ass.
I was caught in a love triangle.
He was a classmate who was on my school’s soccer and wrestling team. Since I was a news reporter for our school, I followed sports and interviewed athletes. That’s when I discovered that he had a girlfriend. And I knew her. Our families were old friends. I couldn’t believe that he put me in that situation. I was sharing a man that I thought was mine.
Still, I came up with excuses to stay with him. I talked myself into it, even though it didn’t feel right anymore. I knew he would never be there for me because I was sharing his time with another woman. He didn’t think it was a big deal. Finally, I did let go. When I broke up with him, he had the audacity to ask why. As if the answer wasn’t obvious enough. Even after the break up he would call and text from time to time. This made walking away even more difficult.
I don’t think he ever told her about us. If he did, maybe it didn’t matter as much to her; they are still together. I knew I deserved more. He just wasn’t worth the drama. Regardless, being in this situation left behind a trail of questions and broken hearts, just like any other love triangle.