I've been cheated on (most likely) in the past with my first girlfriend. I didn't know what I was doing, I was neurotic and insecure, and I had little experience with women at the time. Despite everything, I was hopeful we would work it out. We had good times and bad times. We fought a lot and fucked a lot. I completely let her in, she completely let me in. She loved me, there's no doubt, but women don't love men the way men love women. Women love men the way they love their dogs. It's all about convenience for them. They will love you as long as it's convenient. But one day, they're gonna pass by a new dog that's also cute, and now they wanna pet that one too, and for a brief moment, their dog doesn't exist to them anymore. Once she's done petting the new dog, she goes back to her dog covered in the new dog's hair, and continues petting her old reliable faithful dog that's always there. This comforts her. Comfort is good. Petting new dogs is also good. Feels good. If it feels good she'll do it. Some girls realize their dogs don't like it when they pet other dogs, they get angry at the whiff of another dog's scent. They don't like other dog hair around. Respectfully, she will clean herself up properly, and now her dog doesn't have a clue. No matter how much she loves her dog, there will always be other cute dogs out there to pet. Some girls will form a strong bond with their dog, they will know not to pet other dogs, so they won't, except, every now and again, she'll have strong urges to do so. She can only contain herself for so long before she slips up. Very few never slip up, but they'll get close. Dangerously close. This is "the one". This is the best you can hope for in a LTR woman in this world. Someone that will almost cheat on you, who will seriously consider it, but will resist the temptation. This is what you should set your expectations to. She's human, and so are you. You're not any more a perfect unicorn than she is.

With my first gf, I went through her phone one day after we were fighting, found out she met her ex-bf at a bar for drinks. Confronted her. Her excuse was she wanted "closure". Most likely they banged, or at least made out, but it's hard to say. Either way that was a hard line for me. I dumped her, and started my red pill journey. I think that first month was the most painful month of my life. I blocked her on everything. Everything. She created new email accounts and would send me long emails telling me how much she loves me. I sometimes mistakenly sent back angry emails. Pretty stupid of me. It just prolonged the pain. Went radio silent for a couple of months. Started dating a new girl. Virgin. Kind. Super into me. I was damaged from my last relationship. Went through her facebook messages one night. Poor guy from another country she's been talking to for the last few years, who was planning to move to be with her. Their messages were like a Disney fairy tale, except, the messages got colder since she met me. She was aloof, short, and distant with him in her messages. He noticed it. He asked her why she's willing to throw everything away, everything they've been planning for years. She couldn't tell him the truth. I confronted her. Demoted to plate. Banged her a few months, she started putting on some weight, I lost my attraction, dumped her. This was 6 years ago. She's still with him now.

Went on to plate my first gf after this experience. First gf was trying to win me back hard, I tried to ignore it. She was seeing another guy during the time I was plating her. Beta me was trying to rationalize getting back with her. Look at all this effort she's putting in. Driving hours to see me, giving me long blowjobs, wild sex, dressing up for me, etc. It was a slippery slope. One night I saw her other guy message her, and reality hit me like a truck... What the hell was I doing. I had to get out. I snapped at her and told her she messed with me the first time and there's no point in giving this another shot. Ghosted her for my own sanity. She freaked out. A couple of weeks later I started dating a cute nerdy Italian girl I've been casually chatting with over the last few months. She had a boyfriend the entire time I was chatting with her. I never thought much of it, I didn't think she liked me, I just enjoyed the conversations we had. When she and her bf broke up, she asked me to hang out. She came over with some friends, they brought drinks. She walked into my apartment looking adorably cute and put together. I asked her what's up how's life? She sat right next to me, looked at me with her big cute eyes, and told me she broke up with her BF. This was the first thing she said to me. I fucked her 8 times that night. Raw. She never had sex without a condom, thought she should try it out. She was on birth control (the ring) so I knew she wasn't lying. Wasn't a fan of condoms at that time myself. Came on her, in her, around her, everywhere. My ex gf found out I started seeing a new girl from one of my roommates that had a crush on her. She sent me long emails again. I read them, didn't respond, but was considering her words. Luckily I decided to move on for good, and became completely indifferent to her.

Dated the Italian girl for about 2 years. She had a couple of red flags at the beginning, I confronted right away, she took every step to fix everything. Eviscerated her beta orbiters. No going to parties without me or without checking in with me on her plans. If a guy messaged her anything dubious she would show me right away. No secrets. Met her family. Big family. They loved me. All of them. Nothing but nice things to say about me. She was on her best behaviour 24/7 with me. Not a single red flag, not a single bad gut feeling, completely polar opposite of my last girlfriend. This is the girl that guys dream about but never find. She was everything I thought I wanted. I got bored. Cheated on her. Opened the relationship up against her wishes, started fucking hotter smarter girls. I outgrew her. She was dying inside, I could tell, but she wanted to continue to work it out with me even though she had no interest in other men. I couldn't do it to her. Had to break up with her. She understood. We had breakup sex. She cried. She told me after that her family was disappointed in her, for not being able to make things work out with me. I'm an asshole, but it's what this world made me. I'm working on it, one day at a time.

Since then I've dated, I've plated, I've had ONS, I've broken hearts, I've even had my heart broken (sort of). I dated two amazing women, for a year, at the same time. Never let it get serious, but they were the highest quality women I've ever been with in my life. Still wasn't interested in settling down. It hurt that I had to leave them, but I can't stray from my mission. I caught the oneitis bug a couple of times too, when I let my guard down. But I never overly invested and always kept the girls at a distance. I have the weapons at my disposal to quickly get rid of my oneitis bug. It gets easier each time.

My first gf opened my eyes to women's nature. I ended up ghosting my first gf for like 5 years because I genuinely could not give a fuck about her anymore, because I definitely outgrew her. Last year she randomly popped back into my life through instagram. She had a bf, a house, a dog. She was getting married. 1 month before her wedding she was blowing up my instagram with DMs pouring her heart out to me. She hasn't been able to forget about me. Every single day she thinks about me. She's living a lie. She loves her fiancee but she loves me too. How could this be happening? I was her best she said. Best boyfriend she's ever had. She still watches videos from when we were together. She thinks I'm way hotter now. Wants to meet up. I amused it for a bit and teased her a bit, but then I put a hard stop to it. Reminded her she's getting married and to start acting right. Told her I have zero feelings for her, I've moved on. Nothing she can do. I'm fucking hotter, smarter, better women than her. I told her that I am happy for her, and I want what's best for her. I told her I need to block her, this isn't healthy. I will not fuck around with someone getting married. After a while of calming her down, she agreed that I needed to block her. I completely understand the term Alpha Widow now. She has a kid now with this guy.

I've been in crazy situations with women my whole life. Each one, a new story. Each one, totally crazy. Still growing, still learning, still improving. Nowhere near my peak. About to hit 30, plan on being single a long time. Long rant but I hope it helps some of you guys. I've had the bad girlfriend and I've had the perfect wifey girlfriend. Both didn't work out. At the end of the day, what you're left with is yourself.

Invest in yourself, not women. This is the true path to nirvana.