So my boyfriend and I were long distance (he’s military), but he flew out to see me in September and he asked me to be his girlfriend, told me he was in love, and called me his girlfriend from then on... We had late night phone calls for hours, spoke every single day... It seemed very serious, we had very personal and intimate conversations and the time we spent together in person was very intense. I just moved in with him a month ago, so we are no longer long distance.

He uses a Google Pixel phone and it just so happens that Google records all the apps you use, and you can view this history from Google Chrome on your laptop. All the search history, apps downloaded, the date & time when they’re used... everything you do on your phone is recorded in this “Google activity” history.

So my curiosity got the better of me and I scrolled through his history... And found out he’s been using Tinder like crazy for the last 3 months we’ve been dating :/

In November we took a 2-week camping trip around the Southwest, and everything was absolutely beautiful and felt perfect. When I flew back home, it was so hard for me to leave him at the airport, I cried a couple times on the plane.

I saw that he didn’t even wait for my plane to leave before he downloaded Tinder again. He only deletes it when we’re together.

We spent Christmas together for a week and I ended up pregnant during that trip. He downloaded Tinder the night before I left. He fucked someone else on New Years <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">Eve</a>, which was literally the day after I left.

I moved in two weeks after that, January 15th. He downloaded Tinder again a few weeks later while sitting right next to me. Just a few days before my birthday.

I don’t know what to think. I thought we were serious while we were long-distance, but maybe there was miscommunication and I was more serious than he was. I can understand that. But the fact that he was fucking other girls for literally 3 months while we were supposedly “dating” just hurts.

Especially after all the beautiful moments we had together, holding each other in a tent by a campfire in the Grand Canyon... making love under the stars on the edge of a cliff in Utah... and how deeply I fell in love during those moments.

And he just couldn’t wait to put his dick into someone else as soon as I left.