I was....
..seeing a gorgeous girl from work and had been for about a year. I'd actually left my ex girlfriend for her and things were going great. Unfortunately, my ex girlfriend was a barmaid at my local. And at about this time I stupidly got drunk and took her home. This went on for ages as she was blackmailing me that if I didn't take her home with me on the end of a friday night then she'd find a way to tell my missus. She was a bit of a pyscho.

Eventually the ex's mum got wind of this and ended up phoning my missus up at work and telling her what was going on.

As if I wasn't ashamed of my actions before now, it got worse.

I lied to her, my mates and my family that there was nothing going on with my ex. I made them all believe me and everyone grew to hate my ex because they thought she'd made it all up. I even got family members (my mum) to vouch for me to my missus.

Eventually the weight of the guilt got to me and our relationship ended.

Can't believe I'd ever been so bloody stupid. And the shame of breaking everyone's trust haunts me now. Years later.
( Evil Bastardo, Fri 25 Nov 2005, 12:47, Reply)