Oh I always have been, but now I'm pretty addicted to mumsnet, some of these threads fill me with horror.
It looks like men cheat because they can, because they're bored, because they're pissed, because they're egged on during a stag do, because they want to, because someone makes a pass at them. Men can have the most perfect lives and still shag someone else. They can be "normal", faithful, loving husbands and then for some reason decide to have an affair. I feel sick for the women on these boards who are left to pick up the pieces, and I don't really get how they do it. Hats off to these ladies, btw.
I never think I'm good enough, never have. I could spend 5 hours getting ready and still be upset that my hair doesn't look right. As a consequence, I don't understand how DP can like me so much. He's always affectionate, close, always wants me sexually (sorry if tmi) but I just don't get it. I'm only 24, but we've had three babies and I don't know why the fuck he's with me, stretchmarked me with saggy boobs, when technically he could go and fuck/be with the perfect girl (he's quite popular round here, in an everyone-knows-him type way).
We're engaged, but I'm actually terrified to marry him because I think once we're married then I really am the stereotypical wife who is too tired for sex and nothing like the risk-taking, exciting girl he met. And this all boils down to me being absolutely convinced he will cheat on me eventually.
Don't know why I wrote all this down, was good to get it out I suppose. Congratulations to anyone still reading!