2 years ago, I met someone like no other. He literally took my breath away because I'd never met someone so well matched.
At the start of the relationship, he said he wanted to be with someone who let him have female friends. No problem with that, right?
We fell in love, both 100% certain of our future together - we'd both never met such a perfect partner. The relationship was great, amazing in fact, bar one thing: his female friends. The first one I had a gut instinct about. They'd clearly slept together but he denied this time and time again, even when I found evidence. He tried to force her friendship on me. He then went on holiday with her and her family. I'd just fallen pregnant and sadly miscarried early due to the stress of him being away with her. He eventually cut her off. (I found out at the end that he had been sleeping with her before we met.)
Female friend 2: I fell pregnant again. He went on holiday with his other female friend. Luckily, I didn't miscarry as I was confident their friendship was platonic. I trusted them together.
We had a break a few weeks before baby was born (hormones, stress - totally my fault). He started hanging out with her.
Had baby and both decided we wanted to make it work. His friend visited us in hospital and she visited us every weekend after that. She'd make the odd snidy comment but I brushed it off. I started to realise she liked him and had to tell him to not let her come round every weekend as we were meant to be getting our relationship back on track. But it was too late. We had no time to build up what we had.
During all this, I had discovered he had a porn addiction, I had PND, self esteem was a mess, and 9 weeks after baby was born, on the 2nd anniversary of my mum's death, I couldn't handle it all and had a mental breakdown. I walked. I wanted to work things out the next day but he never spoke to me about it and still hasn't months down the line.
As soon as I left, she was with him at every moment possible. Now they are official and she gets to have the family she wanted with him - my family.
He said he wanted female friends and I trusted him. I can't believe I accepted her into our home when all along she just wanted to steal what I had.
I can't believe how someone who wanted a future with me could treat me so poorly. Has anyone else been in a similar situation?