When I found out that I was cheated on, I felt worthless. I had been dating him for 3 months, but we were best friends for a year before. I had previous trust issues from my mother leaving and having several friends walk out on me. The last thing I needed was for someone who I found so much of my sense of worth in to betray me in such a degrading way. He too had trust issues. His mom did-and still currently does-hard drugs like meth and crack. His father is currently in jail and also left him at age 8.
I thought to myself, "If someone who has been hurt so bad throughout their entire life feels that I, someone who has been a constant supporter and a girlfriend who has given him my all, isn't good enough, then what is my worth?" I am not skinny. I am not the most beautiful girl in the world. So I almost felt WORTHY of this betrayal. I felt unworthy of love. If EVERYTHING I said to him, gave to him, thought for him, prayed for him, was not good enough, then I must be a foolish and ugly girl of no value, right? That is where I was wrong.
Another cheater's decision does not define you. However, for a while I let it. I was in love with him, and although he cared about me, it wasn't enough to keep him from making that decision. And that's not my fault. I stalked the girl he cheated on me with over social media and I compared myself to her. She was skinnier, and I thought that maybe had been the reason. No matter what the reason was, I did nothing wrong. I was a loyal, kind, faithful, dependent girlfriend. And I have unmeasurable worth! And so do you!
P.S. Rihanna, Beyoncé, and countless other beautiful women were cheated on. It just made me feel better for some reason.