NeedASmile
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This post is attention to guys...
I would like to know is first love really so unforgettable?
Recently my husband lied to me that he went to Johor with his friends. Fate has it that my friend actually spotted him with another lady. Consider it fortunate that he could not recognize my friend. So my friend secretly took photos of him and this lady, then sent it to me.
The moment I saw it, I was devastated. Upset that he lied. There were no signs of intimacy in the photos. But my friend described to me as "they had a comfortable silence between them". She was definitely someone he had known for a very long time.
For a few days to a week, I kept silent about my knowledge of this lie. But he was exceptionally nice to me after he was back from that trip. Or at least I felt he was. He offered to pick me up from work for 3 days in a row. Now that was really exceptional, especially when my work place was far from his. This sudden abundance of gentleness actually hurts me. It made me cry in secret a few times. On top of that, he became extremely sticky with his phone. Finally I could not take it anymore, I asked him, "Can I see your phone?" He struggled to say, "Okay..."
The minute I got his phone, I opened up his WhatsApp. Just then a fresh new message from a pretty faced lady came in, "Ok la I need to sleep already." That lady was from the photos I saw. The previous conversations had been deleted intentionally. He panicked and tried to snatch the phone back from me. I gave it back to him in the end, saying, "Do you know I am aware of her existence for quite sometime? Do you know how hard I tried to keep it within me?" With that, I broke down infront of him. We had a small argument but I sensed his guilt. He came to say sorry to me and promised he would not contact this lady again.
I thought I could be at ease for a while but my sixth sense told me I could not trust him still. When he was not aware, I checked his phone again. This time I noticed he had a lady contact named "M". The picture was the same lady. I confronted him again.
After a few days of questioning, he finally told me who this lady was. The name's Irene. The very first girlfriend of his life during his school days. As I recalled, he once told me he ran into her while shopping one fine day. That was years after they broke up. He got her contact from then and after sometime they started hanging out like friends all over again. She was already married but had an unhappy marriage. He told me that soon after their feelings rekindled but broke up shortly because she already had a son and could not divorce because of that. Few years later he met me.
He clarified to me that he looked her up again solely as a status of a friend.
Obviously I could not trust that. At the same time, I could never really blame him. I admit that our relationship had gone downhill based on a few factors. One common factor is in-laws. But very often during our quarrels, he threatened to go out and find someone, which made me doubt his feelings even more.
To make matters worse, I told him I was really hurt. He told me he was hurt by me as well. When I asked him how had I hurt him, he could not answer.
Why is this so?
And the question again: is first love really so unforgettable?
I would like to know is first love really so unforgettable?
Recently my husband lied to me that he went to Johor with his friends. Fate has it that my friend actually spotted him with another lady. Consider it fortunate that he could not recognize my friend. So my friend secretly took photos of him and this lady, then sent it to me.
The moment I saw it, I was devastated. Upset that he lied. There were no signs of intimacy in the photos. But my friend described to me as "they had a comfortable silence between them". She was definitely someone he had known for a very long time.
For a few days to a week, I kept silent about my knowledge of this lie. But he was exceptionally nice to me after he was back from that trip. Or at least I felt he was. He offered to pick me up from work for 3 days in a row. Now that was really exceptional, especially when my work place was far from his. This sudden abundance of gentleness actually hurts me. It made me cry in secret a few times. On top of that, he became extremely sticky with his phone. Finally I could not take it anymore, I asked him, "Can I see your phone?" He struggled to say, "Okay..."
The minute I got his phone, I opened up his WhatsApp. Just then a fresh new message from a pretty faced lady came in, "Ok la I need to sleep already." That lady was from the photos I saw. The previous conversations had been deleted intentionally. He panicked and tried to snatch the phone back from me. I gave it back to him in the end, saying, "Do you know I am aware of her existence for quite sometime? Do you know how hard I tried to keep it within me?" With that, I broke down infront of him. We had a small argument but I sensed his guilt. He came to say sorry to me and promised he would not contact this lady again.
I thought I could be at ease for a while but my sixth sense told me I could not trust him still. When he was not aware, I checked his phone again. This time I noticed he had a lady contact named "M". The picture was the same lady. I confronted him again.
After a few days of questioning, he finally told me who this lady was. The name's Irene. The very first girlfriend of his life during his school days. As I recalled, he once told me he ran into her while shopping one fine day. That was years after they broke up. He got her contact from then and after sometime they started hanging out like friends all over again. She was already married but had an unhappy marriage. He told me that soon after their feelings rekindled but broke up shortly because she already had a son and could not divorce because of that. Few years later he met me.
He clarified to me that he looked her up again solely as a status of a friend.
Obviously I could not trust that. At the same time, I could never really blame him. I admit that our relationship had gone downhill based on a few factors. One common factor is in-laws. But very often during our quarrels, he threatened to go out and find someone, which made me doubt his feelings even more.
To make matters worse, I told him I was really hurt. He told me he was hurt by me as well. When I asked him how had I hurt him, he could not answer.
Why is this so?
And the question again: is first love really so unforgettable?
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