Hoodwinked and bamboozled, in denial and depressed, our weak hearts choose to accept, ignore or forgive the lies and inconsistencies in every excuse, story, and alibi. We do this, not because we are blind but because we fear the inconvenient and sometimes obvious truth, we are dating someone unfaithful. We try to rationalize our irrational willingness to pretend it never happened, to pretend it’s not happening, or to pretend that it will never happen again. Our mind comes to an otherwise obvious conclusion: we are better off without that person. But our fickle hearts convince us it was a forgivable transgression that can be resolved with an apology and promises of good behavior from here on out. In that moment, you toss all common sense aside and listen to your pathetic, little, clingy sentiments.
I believe in forgiveness. But forgiving someone doesn’t mean you owe them a second chance. There are circumstances that are understandably complex in nature when it comes to love. These are situations that require more compromise and less conflict; problems and dilemmas that bring you closer together rather than pull you apart because they are not a product of someone’s selfishness and inconsideration, but are a product of life’s trials and the toll they can inflict on a relationship. However, cheating is not one of these negotiable predicaments because it’s a selfish act that erodes the very essence and core of what relationships are built upon: trust, honesty, respect.
We owe it to ourselves to be happy. But when we are in a relationship, we not only owe it to ourselves, but we also owe it to the other person we are with. The moment someone cheats on you, they’ve jeopardized your happiness, and the moment you cheat on them, you’ve jeopardized theirs.