Too Tired To Cheat

Cheating is not worth it; take it from someone who’s been caught in the act

Dear bitterSweet Readers,

For the next month, I need to take a break from everything, this blog included, to tie up some necessary loose ends - not such a mystery if you've noticed all the mentions I've made about a certain dissertation. But don't fret, I'm leaving you in the big strong hands of a man named Jozen Cummings. Some of you may already be familiar with his blog, Until I Get Married, some of you may not. Sometimes I agree with what he writes and sometimes I do not, but either way it's always thought-provoking. So, keep coming back 3 times a week for your dose of the bitterSweet from the male perspective. Don't worry, I'll be back in June! Now here's, Jozen

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I have never been married, so I didn’t have to be dragged through some embarrassing divorce hearing or anything like that, but I have been caught and, personally, the shame and guilt I had to endure in front of just one other person—as opposed to, say, a judge and lawyers—was more than enough to make me decide to change.

Ever since that messy time in my life, 3 or so years ago, I promised myself I would never cheat again. I wish I could say I stayed true to that promise. I suppose we can say I wasn’t cheating, simply because in all my years of running around, I was, on paper, single. I didn’t have any a girlfriend, as in I didn’t put a title on many of my “situations” with women I dated, but I also never told them they were one of three or four or five. There was always three or four or five.