I want to share with everyone what I’ve been through recently. I’m a college student, and I’m now in my fourth year. To be honest, I’ve always hated, or even despised, the idea of a third person involved in a relationship. This stems from the fact that I’ve witnessed firsthand the destruction of my family because of someone else interfering. For me, a third person in a relationship is someone who is completely unforgivable. But as the saying goes, “You become what you hate.” I sadly ended up becoming the very thing I despised. The truth is, I didn’t know I was interfering in someone else’s love life until recently. I had been dating a guy for about two months before we officially became a couple.

Like many other couples, we were happy to be together. Our relationship lasted about 1.5 months. One day, I accidentally overheard someone mention that my boyfriend was actually in a relationship with another girl back in his hometown. Specifically, they were in a long-distance relationship—he was here in the city for college, while she was attending a community college back home. At first, I couldn’t believe it. When I was around him, I never noticed anything unusual. Luckily, one time I borrowed his phone and managed to discover that he had hidden a photo of his girlfriend from home. At other times, the photos he showed me seemed completely normal, so I had no reason to doubt him. But then I found out he actually had two Facebook accounts.

One account was for chatting with me and his friends here in the city, while the other was his old account from back home, used for messaging his friends and his girlfriend. Honestly, I’m still in shock. I feel more shocked than angry or sad!