I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend for six years now. I met him while I was still in high school and he was already working because he’s a couple of years older than me. I am still madly in love with him. I know he’s my soulmate.
We have been there for each other through every important stage of our lives. He was my prom date, he helped me through university and he also decided to study with me. Although his major was completely different from mine, we had no problem helping each other study. We both graduated with a difference of a couple of months. Now we’re both working and trying to save up for our future.
You can imagine how many things can happen in only one month. Multiply that by the seventy-two months that we’ve been together. We went to hell and back. Last year was the worst year of our relationship. We had many problems we couldn’t resolve. The biggest issue of them all was that I was getting calls from a woman who fell in love with him. She was much older than him and he worked with her for a while. She fell for him and wanted to be with him so she treated me like I was nothing to him. It’s funny that I haven’t even met her in person. She would call me or text me, telling me to back off and that he was going to leave me because of her. Imagine my surprise when she told me that. I was going crazy. I started panicking after every one of her calls. I told my boyfriend what was happening. He denied ever being with her. He even called her to tell her not to call me ever again. He swore that he had never slept with her.
I didn’t know if I should trust him. Some people told me they saw him with another woman somewhere. I asked myself: could it be that he was really cheating on me or was the whole world against us? I couldn’t get my shit together. If my soulmate was cheating on me, what should I do? I was crying all the time. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. He denied everything. He was telling me that he was going nowhere, he wouldn’t leave me and we would have a happy life together, that all those who lied to me would be jealous of our happiness.
I was trying to keep it together and do the right thing. I talked to everyone I cared about, desperately searching for decent advice. My mother was my biggest support. She knows how much we love each other and she hated seeing me so unhappy. She kept telling me the same things my boyfriend was telling me. Both of them were convincing me that it was all lies.
He was acting like nothing was happening, while I was debating in my head if I should leave him. He was sweet and nice as always. He didn’t seem to care about anything other people said. But I couldn’t put up with my thoughts anymore so I decided to break up with him. He didn’t let me do it. He wasn’t even angry at me for trying to leave him. He just got angry at all those people who told me he was cheating on me. His words cut deeper than any knife. I felt his love in those words. He kept saying that nothing should be able to break up two people who had what we had.
I’ve chosen my truth. I’ve chosen to trust him and stay with him. We continued where we left off. We’re planning our future together. But there is still a bit of suspicion in me. I’ve chosen to believe that he never cheated on me but deep down I somehow know that he wasn’t faithful to me. Will I ever be able to trust him again? I’m not sure. I hope I’ll forget about all this. Even if he cheated on me, I don’t want to know the truth. He’s the man I want to spend my life with and that’s all I need to know. If I ever leave him, I don’t think I’ll be able to fall for someone else. So I’ve decided to live the truth I’ve chosen. I can’t deal with anything else but love. I can’t and won’t forget all this time we’ve spent together. He’s too valuable to let go of because of something I’m not even sure about. We’re going to live happily ever after, or I hope so.