Why do men cheat?

I started my active dating life at 17, and I call this part of my life: being stupid.  Because at that time I really believed in love and soulmates and in living happily ever after like in those fairy tales and romantic books. Well, I know by now that they are fairy tales too. Anyway, since I was hot,  my head was dizzy from “ I  love you” almost every week and unfortunately as a being stupid I had no clue that  it needs  to be translated to “ I want you” .

Only later, in my other life, I call it: being crafty, I asked guys about why do men always make up that “ I love you” crap on the first date?. Many said that they really mean it when they say " I love you" . Wow,  I found it amusing and definitely like "one of a kind" answers.

Anyway, I was so obsessed with finding a true love that got myself into engagement and disengagement for  a few times,  into marriage for awhile, and other sweet -romantic  and not quite  so relationship.

In one of such inspirational days, I met someone special.  He was an artist, a guitar player with a deep beautiful voice. He was also a very gentle and carrying person. We were officially in love and  talking about moving in together. I have to say, that was really extremely happy period of my extremely being stupid life. But one day everything changed forever. 

Did you ever have to go on a business trip for a 3 month period? I did.  My boss was sending me abroad and my honey was crashed by that news. On the wings of his misery, he even wrote a song about ‘how a happy man suddenly becomes unhappy when the love of his life leaves him alone ‘.  I just realized recently that suffering is a part of the artist’s inspiration,  the time for creation.  But back then, I was so touched by his emotional breakdown  and straggled with dilemma to go or not to go, and finally decided to go. I convinced myself that it is not a big deal  and we will survive it somehow. How stupid I was…

We agreed that we will phone and email each other every day and when I landed  few emails were waiting in my mailbox. his emails  were sweetest things I ever read. He always had the same finishing line: yours forever. I guess it was just like a signature but I cried like a silly girl over it. That  saying is really true” men love by eyes, women love by ear”. Anyway, he wrote almost every day for  quite 
awhile, first 3 week or so, then less and less and by the end of my business trip there were no emails anymore from my dearest honey.

Of course, I called him many times but couldn’t reach him, except once when he answered the phone. He said that he is extremely sorry but has to run, busy at work. Sound familiar? Anyway, although he said nothing, I instantly knew that something did happen.

I have arrived back home and the first thing he said “we need to talk”, sound familiar? If someone  said it today I would laugh  but back then I wasn’t laughing at all. So, he was extremely nervous and said” I don’t know how it happened, I didn’t want it to happen but I slept with other woman but still love you”.  He explained that his friend was throwing a party and because I wasn’t in the city he went there alone. The girl was one of the guests, she approached him and invited to dance and the rest just happened… Just happened, how do you like it?  We broke up. Later I found out that my honey  got married.  Yep, to  the same girl, just like that …  

And me? His betrayal was so a hellish turmoil that I had to quit my job and move to another city but I learned my lesson. I wasn’t a silly girl anymore…

Sometimes I think about what would happen to us if I didn't go to that trip. We might be  living  a happily ever after life buy now, but.. you never know.     

So, years passed, a lot of things happened, continents changed but people do not change. I still observe unfaithful husbands and boyfriends  everywhere and still confused with the reasons why do men cheat?