My story is about betrayal, pain, and revenge. I am 26 years old and my partner is 31. We have been together for almost three years and we have two children. I thought my family was complete and happy, but I was wrong.
When I was my first pregnancy, I found out that he cheated on me. He went back to his ex and they got pregnant at the same time. I only found out when I caught their chat. It was like heaven and earth had covered me. It hurt so much. I slapped him, we fought, and I walked away. But he followed me and promised to stop. His reason, he said, was that he would choose me because his ex had an ectopic pregnancy. I forgave him despite the weight inside me.
After I was born, I was the one who brought us life. I went abroad for the family, to feed and send money. I came home for our son's baptism, then went back to work. But I caught him again. I saw on Instagram and on his phone who he was chatting with. When I confronted him, he just cried and explained. Even though I was so angry, I forgave him—because I didn't want our son to grow up without a father.
When our eldest child's first birthday was , we were okay at first. He had a job at an appliance center and I went abroad again, even though I was pregnant with our second child. No one knew. Only two months later, I found out that he was running away every night to drink and flirt with a coworker. While I was working 12–15 hours a day, even while pregnant, for them. It was so painful to think that while I was sacrificing, he was having fun with others.
That's where my downfall began. In so much pain, I learned to revenge. I met the woman's husband and we chatted. We even went as far as video call and something almost happened. Until I also met her friend and in my desire to get revenge, I had a relationship a few times. I admitted to myself that I had sex three times with someone else. I thought I would feel better, but I wasn't happy.
It's now 2025, almost a year since his last betrayal. We have a 7-month-old baby but the pain is still fresh. In my mind, if he cheated on me, I would get even. So since then, I've been like a “boy”. Not because I wanted to, but because I learned from his repeated mistakes.
The most painful thing for me was that he cheated on me while I was pregnant. At a time when I was at my weakest, he hurt me the most. He gave me the trauma that I carry to this day.
