I caught my boyfriend cheating on me, six years after we met in September of 2009, and I lapsed into depression and made some bad decisions.

When we first met, I made him wait three months before sleeping with me, because I was nervous about him. All I asked once we started sleeping together was he be faithful and honest since my last long-term relationship ended with finding out he had cheated and went into a severe depression.

The week after I found out he had cheated with his coworker, I found proof of more affairs and he admitted to sleeping with other women after we met for a total of six women. At one point in 2009, he was sleeping with four of us at the same time: myself, Carol, Amber and Rachael and all of them knew he had a girlfriend, but none of them knew he was fucking another mistress or even two other mistresses. In September of 2010, he admitted that the total number of women is unknown because of his drinking - that it's more than six, but not as many as 15.

What a pathological liar. How could I have trusted him so much? How could I have not known or suspected? Even his best friends didn't know; we all thought he was a very different man than he turned out to be.

I tried kicking him out when I first found out, then the week later when I found out there were more, I had had it. But he begged and cried and told me he was afraid that he would kill himself, that he couldn't be alone, that he loved me and wanted to work it out.

In October, 2009, I found his phone, which brought a whole new level of understanding. He was having sex chats with women from the neighborhood to all over the country. He would send his own masturbatory photos out and receive them from more than 10 different women.

These are photos and emails that I found on my computer (he uses mine for his work) and I am not done putting new items up. I have lots of emails where I email women whose business cards I find and ask them how they know him and they are shell-shocked that he has a girlfriend.

Secrets are meant to be shared. Like this nugget from one infidel to another:

"I want to sit on your face and suck you off for the rest of your life."