I met my husband on an online dating site.
He was everything I was looking for in a man and I fell head over heels in love with him. We had lived in the same town all our lives but our paths had never crossed. We had a whirlwind romance and within 6 months we were wed at the registrar’s office after I fell pregnant.
That was 2 years ago. Everything was fine at first and I was blissfully happy. Then slowly things started to unravel. I started to catch him out with his lying, little lies at first like where he had been, what he had spent his money on, the kind of thing everybody lies about.
Then I discovered he had been telling me bigger porkies like the fact he had been married before. He denied it at first then he came clean and admitted it was true. Why lie about it? Truthfully it would not have bothered me.
The final straw was when I was told by a girlfriend that she had seen my other half coming out of a Gay bar with some other bloke. I was aghast. He denied it was him, said he was playing darts at the local pub that night but I checked with the barmaid and she said he couldn’t have been cos someone had nicked the dartboard.
I kept badgering him and eventually he admitted it was him but there was no funny business. He had simply met an old school-friend for a catch up. His mate had recently 'come out' hence the Gay bar. Nothing to make a fuss about.
But I had enough of his lies and I kicked him out. He keeps contacting me telling me how much he loves me and misses me, how he will stop with the lying.
To tell you the truth I am swithering, I do miss him. I just don’t know if I can trust him.