I really hate the word “slut” as it is degrading and disrespectful and I would never call anyone by that name. But I have dated two girls who are considered “sluts” by society. They are actually really nice girls. Fun, energetic, outgoing, have great taste in music and art, and very physically attractive, but they are a bit simple minded to be quite honest. They were… academically challenged, so to speak. None of them graduated high school because they were too distracted by boys because they were really pretty and all the boys were on to them. They knew really well what effect they had on the boys, so they had choices.
They are smart in their own ways. Smart in tricking and manipulating people into believing that they feel guilty of their past and they have changed their infidelity ways in relationships. The ones I have had experiences with were really convincing in the way they provided reassurance. They weren’t teenagers anymore when I dated them, one was 27 and the other was a bit more mature at 33 years of age. I know really well of their past but I am one of the few that believe people can change if they wanted to, and when they feel like they need to change, because deep down they know that they want to change.
None of them proved my thoughts correct. The 27 year old one was secretly inviting different guys to her house during the times I was at work. She mostly stayed at my place during weekends. On weekdays, I had to go to work and I usually come home late, so there was less time to spend with her. In between times that I wasn’t with her, she was with different guys. But come the weekends, she would invite herself to my house. So in a way, she was a bit exclusive to me, because she said the most important time to spend with a loved one is during weekends. I didn’t really care at the time. As long as she contacts me and stayed with me and I could feel her true affection, it was enough. One day I came off work early and wanted to surprise her by showing up to her house bringing wine and dinner. When I parked my car at the driveway I saw a car parked outside her house. I rang her bell and she came out to open the door but she was so shocked, she was wearing her sleeping robe, the sexy revealing one. I laughed and asked who’s inside, and she said “a friend” but she didn’t invite me inside. I laughed more and handed her the wine and dinner, told her, you might get hungry after a few rounds. I left her and she didn’t say or did anything to make me stay. I wouldn’t have stayed anyways.
The second girl, who’s a bit more mature, was even more convincing in reassuring me that she had left her old ways behind since 2014. I believed her, as I have known her for 18 years but nothing had happened between us back then when we first knew each other in 2003. We were really good friends, we spent time, went on parties, slept on the same bed but with no sex involved as I had a girlfriend who gave me 100% trust, and I am the kind of guy that holds on to my integrity and responsibilities. Then in early 2020, we started going out on romantic dates. At first I was hesitant to date her as I have known her reputation since the first time knowing her. But after meeting each other again a few times I thought that she had become more mature in her way of thinking, more calm, and more graceful in her appearance, still very attractive and I truly believed that she had changed her infidelity ways. We had sex after the 5th date. My doubts were still there, but she was being so vulnerable with me, a bit insecure, and she asked me to promise to never ever leave her, she’s had enough of guys leaving her, sometimes without even breaking up with her first, they just leave her without saying anything. It made me feel so bad for her and I am not the kind of asshole that would leave a woman without proper closure. I promised her that I would never leave her. Our relationship went perfect the first 2 months and I feel madly in love with this sweet and caring woman. After that, signs of decay started to slowly show. She started to become more and more insecure, accusing me of having feelings for one of her best friends, which was total nonsense. I tried to reassure her that nothing is going on, it didn’t make any sense for me to have any feelings for her best friend, as I was already deeply in love with my woman. Her insecurities grew even more, she started to get jealous of my exes, getting jealous over instagram posts from 6–7 years ago. I even had to delete some posts just to sooth her jealousy and insecurities. Which I did without hesitation and regrets. I did everything I could to make her feel secure around me and believe that she was my one and only. She even wanted to get married with me and she wanted it to happen in a matter of months. I agreed to her idea of getting married. One day she went on holiday with one of her female best friends. During her time she was away I couldn’t help but feel that something is off, she wasn’t behaving the way that she usually does. She usually calls and texts to inform me what she’s up to, without me asking. I’m not the type of insecure boyfriend that texts and calls my girl constantly and ask them what they’re doing every other minute. But on her first night there she promised to call after she gets back to the hotel when they are done with dinner. She never did. Very unlike her. She would always call even if it’s only for 30 seconds, but she would call and let me know whats up and say she missed me and loved me. She didn’t reply to my texts and did not answer my calls until the afternoon. Turns out she got drunk and slept with a guy that her best friend brought along. That explains her insecurities of me having feelings for other girls, she was projecting her insecurities on me. Should have realised the obvious red flags.
So you see, people never really change, no matter how hard they try to convince you. The proverb, “Once a slut, always a slut,” truly will always remain true until the end of time. At least that is my honest opinion according to life experiences.
https://www.quora.com/Psychological...been-unfaithful-in-the-past-repeat-infidelity
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