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TIFU by thinking my boyfriend was cheating on me… with men.

So, I went over to my boyfriend’s place. He was hanging out and chatting with his roommates in the living room, so I went straight to his bedroom to chill while I waited. For context, I don’t currently have a phone, so when I’m at his place I usually use his to scroll or watch something.

His phone was lying on the bed, unlocked, so I grabbed it to put something on. That’s when I saw some pictures of naked men. At first, I thought, “Oh, he watches gay porn? That’s new, but okay, no judgment.”

But then I noticed green message bubbles on every photo, that’s when I realized it wasn’t porn, it was a dating app for gay men, my heart sank, There were so many conversations. One of them was him telling some guy how much he enjoyed what they did last time and asking when he could come over again.

I didn’t want to confront him in front of his roommates, I just wanted to leave. So I closed the app and went to open InDrive (a taxi app, like Uber), but then I saw the home screen.

It wasn’t my boyfriend’s home screen.

It wasn’t even his phone.

Turns out, it was one of his roommates' phones. They must’ve left it in his room to charge, using my boyfriend’s charger. I had picked it up without even thinking twice.

So yeah, I almost had a full-on emotional meltdown and ran out on my boyfriend over a phone that wasn’t even his.

TL;DR: Thought my boyfriend was secretly cheating on me with men after seeing gay dating app messages on what I thought was his phone… turns out it was his roommate’s

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