He's cheating on me and I'm not doing a thing about it...

I'm writing to openly admit that I know my SO is cheating on me and I'm not doing anything about it... Well at least not right away.

We have been with each other since we were teenagers and have one child together. I started to feel he was cheating about 2 years ago. But I ignored the signs.

Recently, I snooped and found out he has been messing with women our entire relationship. I was beyond hurt thinking our relationship felt solid. I wondered what I had done wrong...

At first I cried and then I got angry and then I was depressed - really depressed (I mean really fuckin depressed). But then I got the fuck over it and moved on.

No ladies - I didn't simply accept his cheating ass. I realized that he was not the one for me and I want more for myself. That fuckin day I began my exit strategy. I said to myself: I'm moving out on my terms and I wanted things to stay "the same" while I got my shit straight.

I moved on. I stopped crying... Quelled my anger... Nursed my depression with self love and a lil' Sauvignon blanc. I improved my credit score, paid off debt, saved money, changed my career path, went on some much needed trips with my girlfriend's, a little more Sauvignon blanc, 6 months of CrossFit

Side bar: BTW when I say a "little" Sauvignon I mean a whole fuckin tub.... Bottoms the fuck up!

He has no idea that I know about his cheating. We have sex all the time because guess what?? It's good and he knows what I like. Why should I miss out on all the fun?? We started using condoms the moment I found out what was going on. I say it's because I don't want to get pregnant. But really I'm just getting some "D" like all the other women he's screwing.

When I'm ready I'll leave with all my dignity, good credit, money in the bank, clear mind... I'll be over sexed and my mind will be in full gear.

This is what they mean when they say "You can never play a real player". Never let them see you sweat and stay classy. I love him but I got to go...