I cheated on my ex. Peculiar situation, she was my first and only girlfriend, we were a few months shy of making it to 8 years together. I was 14 when we started dating, and almost made it through college without cheating.
Honestly, staying with her after high school was a mistake. She was always worried sick about me cheating, and she became extremely controlling. She always had a jealousy streak in her, but I always let it slide cause I thought it was a good problem to have -- she has to really love me if she's worried about losing me, right?
Unfortunately, I grew sick of her demands. I had a lingering and growing resentment where I felt like my college experience was getting fukkd up cause I was always trying to coddle and appease her insecurities. So it drove the wedge between us that finally culminated in me just saying fukk the relationship.
She never found out, or rather she never discovered any proof of me cheating. It was shytty because we actually had a good relationship, but we were clearly still growing and learning about ourselves, and slowly found out that we weren't meant for each other. We should've deaded the relationship sooner instead of holding each other back.
Obviously, other personal circumstances and insecurities contributed to my desire to cheat, but the main one was that I was just unhappy with her.
I never felt shytty or guilty about cheating.
I never did it cause I got a rush or nothing, I just wanted to date other people.