I just found out this weekend that my longtime, online boyfriend cheated on me. Another woman sent me a PM on Facebook telling me he sent her penis pictures and told her he loves her (Yes, that is cheating in my book.) I confronted him about it. He immediately admitted it. Tried to make up for it by saying he has really low self esteem and that's why he did it. Begged me to take him back. I refused. Cheating is a deal breaker for me. I have been cheated on many, many times. Too many to count. Each time hurts worse than the last. I gave my trust to this man. This man told me he loved me, cherished me, and adored me several times a day, every single day, for the last year and a half. He sent me gifts. He treated me like a queen. He told me he wanted to marry me. He planned to relocate to California next summer. What a crock of s***. I just turned 45 a couple weeks ago. At my age, I'm just DONE. I am done trusting men. I will be old and single forever. I refuse to let this happen again. If I turn out to be the crazy old cat lady in the neighborhood, so be it. I guess love wasn't meant for me. For now, I am depressed and having a hard time dealing with this. I don't need this right now. But such is life. Anyway, thanks for letting me vent.