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I'm in a happy relationship now, but I'm constantly fighting the urge to cheat.
It was difficult to admit that I cheated in a few of my past relationships & had emotional affairs, long-distance & one in-person affair as well.
But I'm trying and trying to do the right thing.
To avoid cheating, I decided to be polyamorous in November 2018 (which is around the time I came out - who knew that coming out to my relative would be my biggest regret, but anyway).
Fast forward to January 2024, and I felt it was necessary to just be monogamous again, like I was in my early 20s (I'm 27 now & had been poly since I was 22 and had just left an abusive relationship).
After that, I still do - occasionally - fight the urge to cheat on my current boyfriend.
He is wonderful to me, but I don't know why it's still tempting all of a sudden.
Some stories that could possibly explain my past cheating:
1. In a "past life" (where I was the nerd with glasses, in school) I was very unattractive, was bullied, and basically threw myself at every girl and guy I had a crush on - I had no inhibitions and was brutally honest about it. One time, I even wrote a list of all the guys (and I think one or two girls) I had crushes on in school, and went around school showing it to all my friends (Why the HELL would I do something so stupid like that? Knowing I wanted to stay closeted? I was so stupid back then......)
Anyway, always being the nerd - by the time I got older - became something I resented; my family and friends used to tease me about it, and they take no accountability for how it made me feel - so I dropped the glasses and went from prep school clothes, to sweatpants and turtlenecks, but sometimes T-shirts and rarely polo shirts.
If I had known then, what I know now - especially about dating and desirability - I would have probably stayed single until I was 27; but news flash, I didn't.
I was a serial dater; by 2023, I'd dated more than 150 people (both men and women, but mostly men), and all of them were long-distance, except for four of them - two women (who both cut me out their lives) and two men (both of whom were abusive to me - I'm glad one of them stopped stalking me, in fact).
I also come from an abusive family dynamic & a huge family on both sides.
My siblings, basically "absentee siblings", were all born and raised overseas or in New England (I'm in New Jersey) and have never been active in my life - my mom admitted to me 2 years ago that my sister (who, at that time was 26 years old and I was a toddler of about 5) was jealous of me, since our dad moved to the US and my sister felt abandoned by him.
So her solution was to only visit America to speak to our dad, while always disrespecting me - I was visibly anorexic, and she not only skinny shamed me, she went as far as to say in 2005, "If you don't eat, you're going to get osteoporosis!"
Little things like that, always stuck with me - and I've since tried to reach out to my siblings, but they consistently ignore me.
Or my sister will go several years in and out my life - we stopped talking in 2012, spoke once in 2013 (she threatened me), and we never spoke again until 2017-18, and then she up and left again.
Having recently accepted that I have abandonment issues (obviously from my siblings), I felt it necessaruy to silently cut my siblings out my life; my eldest sister (the one I've been mentioning) is a 48 year old grandmother; I'm literally a 27 year old great-uncle who's only met two of his nephews, one time and briefly met my niece, but I'm sure she doesn't remember me.
The last time I even saw my sister was when our dad died in 2010, and she argued with my mother over his organ donation - my mom decided she wanted to do it, and my sister yelled at her, "WE (Bermudians) don't do that here!"
And my sister insisted our dad be buried in Bermuda - if I had a say in the matter (which, obviously she didn't want me to, since she sees me as her fourth son, despite us having different surnames) I would have insisted our dad be cremated and both my sister and I split his ashes.
He also died intestate, so my sister had him buried in Bermuda to spite my mother (who's her stepmother) and myself.
My parents were married for 16 years; my mother admitted she wasn't around, while her whole family basically defamed my father every chance they got - and they still do today, because they know I have no problem exposing them as liars - he was never abusive toward me, never cruel, and nothing like how they wanted me to perceive him.
My mother, however?
My mom and her shady family have god complexes - she said to one of my relatives years ago (about my sister taking me to Bermuda), "I don't want him going to Bermuda because she might abduct him!"
My mom met my sister when she was 19, in 1994; my mom was 31 - and my other sister was 3 years younger - and she's having delusions in the 2000s about my sister kidnapping me?
Who says that about their stepdaughter and their son?
Long story short, I moved out my mom's house 2 months ago, due to her constant abuse toward me.
She also had me falsely hospitalized and she drugged me; due to the drugging, I became addicted to pills for 7 years (all of this was done without my consent).
But looking back now, I presume my addiction stemmed from the abandonment from my siblings (and of course, them having zero empathy for me and not caring to even visit me, for 27 years) and to an extent, my mom's abusive behavior (which only got worse because I got sober in 2020; I'll be 4 years sober on March 17th in fact).
So due to my mom's abuse turning from medical abuse & verbal abuse (she'd start arguments with me on a daily basis) and progressing more recently into physical abuse (3 separate incidents of DV, which I previously spoke about on LPSG actually), I knew if I force myself to leave, that's the only way out.
It's been 2 months since I left, and I couldn't be happier.
Today, the new problem is me trying very hard to prevent myself from cheating, since I've been trying to turn my life around and cut my mom off permanently (which hasn't worked out so far).
I have a second job interview in the morning - for a marketing job - and it's my only way out of my rough situation (I literally have only $58 in my bank account) - so wish me luck!
In the last 3 months, every job I interviewed for, turned me down - until now.
I got this job to pay for my bus ticket to Nebraska, since my abuser refuses to help me move, but she's paying for my current apartment (and I had to get on government assistance, since she refused to help me, while I got back on my feet - and she's also mocked me for that too, while committing certain crimes - I will not say - for her personal & financial gain).
2. One of my exes, from Argentina - who I previously wrote about in 2022 on LPSG - basically exploited me.
We were friends for a year and a half, before we started dating on October 7, 2021.
He's a college student and lives on his own - but basically used me to achieve those goals.
In my day, we called that "gold digging" and "selling your soul", but I wouldn't quite say that's the case, despite the fact we did meet on OnlyFans (which is where we spoke, for the entirety of our relationship).
October 5, 2022 comes around and I was preparing to propose to him at the time; I woke up on Oct. 5th and found he had ghosted me.
So I was heartbroken and wrote a lengthy letter to him in November 2022 - to which, he only said, "I'm sorry, I was depressed", as the reason for him ghosting me (he'd also ghosted me, once before, for about 4 months).
A friend suggested he may have cheated on me - I don't know if he did or didn't, since we split up 2 years ago - and someone else suggested he was taking advantage of me financially, so I moved on.
And 2 1/2 years later, here I am, in a happy 10 month relationship with my current boyfriend.
So long story short, I do not want to mess anything up.
But also, I hope I was able to offer context.
Now - What do you think are some ways I could work on resisting the urge to cheat?
I haven't cheated, but I'm just trying to heal from my past and make sure I don't end up losing my boyfriend, who I definitely see a future with.
He's working on moving to the US to be with me, in fact - so I'm especially making sure to stay grounded.
It was difficult to admit that I cheated in a few of my past relationships & had emotional affairs, long-distance & one in-person affair as well.
But I'm trying and trying to do the right thing.
To avoid cheating, I decided to be polyamorous in November 2018 (which is around the time I came out - who knew that coming out to my relative would be my biggest regret, but anyway).
Fast forward to January 2024, and I felt it was necessary to just be monogamous again, like I was in my early 20s (I'm 27 now & had been poly since I was 22 and had just left an abusive relationship).
After that, I still do - occasionally - fight the urge to cheat on my current boyfriend.
He is wonderful to me, but I don't know why it's still tempting all of a sudden.
Some stories that could possibly explain my past cheating:
1. In a "past life" (where I was the nerd with glasses, in school) I was very unattractive, was bullied, and basically threw myself at every girl and guy I had a crush on - I had no inhibitions and was brutally honest about it. One time, I even wrote a list of all the guys (and I think one or two girls) I had crushes on in school, and went around school showing it to all my friends (Why the HELL would I do something so stupid like that? Knowing I wanted to stay closeted? I was so stupid back then......)
Anyway, always being the nerd - by the time I got older - became something I resented; my family and friends used to tease me about it, and they take no accountability for how it made me feel - so I dropped the glasses and went from prep school clothes, to sweatpants and turtlenecks, but sometimes T-shirts and rarely polo shirts.
If I had known then, what I know now - especially about dating and desirability - I would have probably stayed single until I was 27; but news flash, I didn't.
I was a serial dater; by 2023, I'd dated more than 150 people (both men and women, but mostly men), and all of them were long-distance, except for four of them - two women (who both cut me out their lives) and two men (both of whom were abusive to me - I'm glad one of them stopped stalking me, in fact).
I also come from an abusive family dynamic & a huge family on both sides.
My siblings, basically "absentee siblings", were all born and raised overseas or in New England (I'm in New Jersey) and have never been active in my life - my mom admitted to me 2 years ago that my sister (who, at that time was 26 years old and I was a toddler of about 5) was jealous of me, since our dad moved to the US and my sister felt abandoned by him.
So her solution was to only visit America to speak to our dad, while always disrespecting me - I was visibly anorexic, and she not only skinny shamed me, she went as far as to say in 2005, "If you don't eat, you're going to get osteoporosis!"
Little things like that, always stuck with me - and I've since tried to reach out to my siblings, but they consistently ignore me.
Or my sister will go several years in and out my life - we stopped talking in 2012, spoke once in 2013 (she threatened me), and we never spoke again until 2017-18, and then she up and left again.
Having recently accepted that I have abandonment issues (obviously from my siblings), I felt it necessaruy to silently cut my siblings out my life; my eldest sister (the one I've been mentioning) is a 48 year old grandmother; I'm literally a 27 year old great-uncle who's only met two of his nephews, one time and briefly met my niece, but I'm sure she doesn't remember me.
The last time I even saw my sister was when our dad died in 2010, and she argued with my mother over his organ donation - my mom decided she wanted to do it, and my sister yelled at her, "WE (Bermudians) don't do that here!"
And my sister insisted our dad be buried in Bermuda - if I had a say in the matter (which, obviously she didn't want me to, since she sees me as her fourth son, despite us having different surnames) I would have insisted our dad be cremated and both my sister and I split his ashes.
He also died intestate, so my sister had him buried in Bermuda to spite my mother (who's her stepmother) and myself.
My parents were married for 16 years; my mother admitted she wasn't around, while her whole family basically defamed my father every chance they got - and they still do today, because they know I have no problem exposing them as liars - he was never abusive toward me, never cruel, and nothing like how they wanted me to perceive him.
My mother, however?
My mom and her shady family have god complexes - she said to one of my relatives years ago (about my sister taking me to Bermuda), "I don't want him going to Bermuda because she might abduct him!"
My mom met my sister when she was 19, in 1994; my mom was 31 - and my other sister was 3 years younger - and she's having delusions in the 2000s about my sister kidnapping me?
Who says that about their stepdaughter and their son?
Long story short, I moved out my mom's house 2 months ago, due to her constant abuse toward me.
She also had me falsely hospitalized and she drugged me; due to the drugging, I became addicted to pills for 7 years (all of this was done without my consent).
But looking back now, I presume my addiction stemmed from the abandonment from my siblings (and of course, them having zero empathy for me and not caring to even visit me, for 27 years) and to an extent, my mom's abusive behavior (which only got worse because I got sober in 2020; I'll be 4 years sober on March 17th in fact).
So due to my mom's abuse turning from medical abuse & verbal abuse (she'd start arguments with me on a daily basis) and progressing more recently into physical abuse (3 separate incidents of DV, which I previously spoke about on LPSG actually), I knew if I force myself to leave, that's the only way out.
It's been 2 months since I left, and I couldn't be happier.
Today, the new problem is me trying very hard to prevent myself from cheating, since I've been trying to turn my life around and cut my mom off permanently (which hasn't worked out so far).
I have a second job interview in the morning - for a marketing job - and it's my only way out of my rough situation (I literally have only $58 in my bank account) - so wish me luck!
In the last 3 months, every job I interviewed for, turned me down - until now.
I got this job to pay for my bus ticket to Nebraska, since my abuser refuses to help me move, but she's paying for my current apartment (and I had to get on government assistance, since she refused to help me, while I got back on my feet - and she's also mocked me for that too, while committing certain crimes - I will not say - for her personal & financial gain).
2. One of my exes, from Argentina - who I previously wrote about in 2022 on LPSG - basically exploited me.
We were friends for a year and a half, before we started dating on October 7, 2021.
He's a college student and lives on his own - but basically used me to achieve those goals.
In my day, we called that "gold digging" and "selling your soul", but I wouldn't quite say that's the case, despite the fact we did meet on OnlyFans (which is where we spoke, for the entirety of our relationship).
October 5, 2022 comes around and I was preparing to propose to him at the time; I woke up on Oct. 5th and found he had ghosted me.
So I was heartbroken and wrote a lengthy letter to him in November 2022 - to which, he only said, "I'm sorry, I was depressed", as the reason for him ghosting me (he'd also ghosted me, once before, for about 4 months).
A friend suggested he may have cheated on me - I don't know if he did or didn't, since we split up 2 years ago - and someone else suggested he was taking advantage of me financially, so I moved on.
And 2 1/2 years later, here I am, in a happy 10 month relationship with my current boyfriend.
So long story short, I do not want to mess anything up.
But also, I hope I was able to offer context.
Now - What do you think are some ways I could work on resisting the urge to cheat?
I haven't cheated, but I'm just trying to heal from my past and make sure I don't end up losing my boyfriend, who I definitely see a future with.
He's working on moving to the US to be with me, in fact - so I'm especially making sure to stay grounded.