I have a feeling I already know the answer to this one, but here it goes. So a little backstory:

Girl I'd been in love with since high school but was too big of a chicken shit to make a move at the time wound up as my girlfriend (BETA game success story with a little Alpha sprinkled in) about two and a half years ago. At the time I was lifting 5 days a week, looked great, and had some red pill characteristics that came naturally. Fast forward until about 2 weeks before our 2 year anniversary. I'd let myself go and the relationship got stale. She dumped me, I was crushed. It sucked for a week then I committed to trp. I got back in the gym and started gaming women. I fucked 6 over the course of the summer. It was fun to some extent, but left me feeling kinda empty as well. Was no contact with ex, all was well except I couldn't shake the feeling yada yada yada.

Fast forward to the beginning of the school year. After a summer of ignoring her I just continued when I ran into her at the bars. One night, in particular, she watched me close an HB 8 and was very clearly jealous. Naturally, the next weekend she cornered me and begged for me back. Being the weak man I am I caved. She sold me the bill of goods about how she'd been with no one else and missed me so much... She made a point to ask me how many women I'd been with and I didn't tell her. I'm sure most of you know the drill.

Fast forward 6 weeks later and her friend let it slip she'd been seeing some dude since right around the time we broke up. This wasn't a casual thing either. She went on a vacation with him, introduced him to the fam, whole nine yards. And after she moved back to my city for school, she cut it off with him as soon as I came back into the picture. I'm not proud of it, but I read her texts and all the messages confirm it.

On one hand, I love this chick. Feel about her a way I've never felt about any woman. When she broke up with me 5 months ago I felt a pain I'd never experienced in my life and don't care to experience again. But on the other hand, I know what women are capable of. And I feel like I'm just a convenient option at this point to be discarded at her earliest convenience.

Sorry for the long post, fellas. So let's hear it, brutal truth. I need it.