Cat fishing my cheating boyfriend

UPDATE:

So it really didn’t go at all to plan, but I got there in the end. I decided that Catie would just stand him up (while I lurked and watched him get frustrated waiting for her). I was going to stroll up and act surprised to see him there since I’d phoned him to let him know I was going for a walk, and he’d told me he was still at work and wouldn’t be home for an hour or so. But he drove off before I could approach him, so that backfired.

He did keep messaging Catie, saying he understood she was busy, and actually invited her over later that night if she was keen. Even though real me was supposed to come over for dinner at 7 and sleep there... interesting 🤔

He then messaged me and said I should come over early since he couldn’t be bothered going for the run he said he would. So I came over and we went for a walk, where I tried to tease a confession out of him. I said he’d felt really distant and off, and I knew he’d been frustrated and I had a suspicion there was something he wasn’t telling me.

He kept denying and denying, saying I always bring this up and always feel suspicious, basically trying to put it on me. Then he changed tactic and tried to sweet talk me, acknowledge he hasn’t been communicating with me, giving me the affection I deserve etc.

Eventually we get to his house, and we go inside to his room and sit there in silence for a few minutes. I asked again to see the list of apps on his phone - he eventually conceded. But they weren’t there!! He must have deleted the apps just before I came over.

So I looked at him and just said point blank, “I’m Catie”. And then I sat there and watched a whole range of expressions cross his face - confusion, anger, embarrassment...

So then we had a real conversation about it. About why he was back on tinder. Why I catfished him. And the unexpected kicker was that this was the most honest we’ve ever been with each other our whole relationship - and it felt SO good to be honest and open. We talked everything over, laughed and cried about it all, hugged. But I said to him that we just keep hurting each other, and even if we could forgive each other now and try again, we’ve ‘tried again’ a number of times, and it always ends the same way.

So I gave him one last right squeeze and a kiss, said goodbye to him and his sweet dog (who I will miss 🐶), and then I walked out that door. And now here I am in a nice hot bath, with a beer in hand. Because just this once I think I deserve it 🙊🍻

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Ok, before you jump on the wagon and tell me this is a terrible thing that shouldn’t be done, I know, just hear me out.

Basically my boyfriend cheated on me before - both times I should have left, but for some stupid reason I found myself giving him a second chance. He obviously promised he’d never do it again, that he loved me more than anything in this world and he’d changed for the better.

Recently my spider senses have been tingling again and I’ve had my suspicions. Now yes, perhaps I should have just grown a pair and asked him outright if he was cheating, but instead I decided to make a fake tinder and bumble account (whom I named Catie) to see if he was on there.

5 minutes of swiping left on bumble and I found him. Swipe right. ➡️ While I waited to see if he would match with me, I tried to find out if bumble shows inactive users - maybe this was his old account and he wasn’t actually using it. But as it turns out, anyone you see on bumble has been active in the last 30 days. 😬

I was still hopeful he wasn’t using it, but I turned to tinder to try and get some more answers. I swiped through all the men in my area and didn’t see him. Sigh of relief. Maybe I’m just paranoid?

In the morning I wake up, and low and behold, I have a match on bumble. Another 2 minutes on tinder with some fresh faces and we match on there too. Caught red handed.

So him and ‘Catie’ strike up a conversation while he ignores real me. He tells her he’s looking to meet someone and see where it goes, but that he’d also like to get his dick sucked and return the favour. Yep, his actual words. Yuck 🤢

Before I knew it he was telling ‘me’ about the naughty things he’d like to do to ‘Catie’, he says ‘I’ seem like such a fun and adventurous person, and have a great sense of humour. He asks for nudes and sends a dick pic 🍆 It’s not much longer and he’s asking ‘me’ to meet up tomorrow. A time is set. Since there are no bars open, a walk at the beach after he finishes work at 3:30pm is agreed upon, with all things going well a short trip to his house afterwards.

Meanwhile real me is supposed to come over for dinner at 7:30 - 4 hours after he meets up with ‘Catie’. He casually lets me know that he’s going for a run after work so won’t be available for a little while. Little does he know that Catie and I are the same person. 😈

So now here I am, 3 hours away from his and Catie’s fateful first meeting, and I have no idea how I’m going to play this out.

Option which seems highly appealing, is that I show up to his and Catie’s meeting and inform him that she’s not coming and it’s finally over. The ensuing drama would be worth it just to see his face in that moment, knowing he’d been played at his own damn game.

Option B, which is the more sensible way to handle it, would be to have Catie ghost him or cancel, and then have a conversation with him later in the afternoon to tell him that I know he’s been going behind my back again and it’s over.

Either way I’ll be blocking him on all platforms afterwards, I’m not going to let him talk be into staying again.

I know it’s not a lot of time, but any insight, ideas or comments would be appreciated in handling this. And any similar or entertaining stories would likewise be appreciated 😁 Either way, please wish me luck!