When I agreed to an open relationship with my boyfriend, I thought it was the best thing for us. Not because I wanted to have sex with hundreds of guys and also be loved by my boyfriend, but because I thought it would mean I could keep my platonic male friends, get my occasional flirt on, and not have to feel guilty. The arrangement didn't really change my life at all and, honestly, since our relationship has flourished, I rarely spend time with those guys. But what did change is my boyfriend. He's suddenly out all the time -- going on dinner dates and hanging out with groups of girls I've never met. He recently began to disappear for nights at a time, and when I asked him about it, he just said, "Don't ask, don't tell." Last week, I found a condom wrapper under his bed, and we never use condoms. I guess I should be happy he's being safe with these other girls, but it ripped my heart out of my chest to know he had someone else in "our" bed. Now I want this open relationship to be closed. But I'm not sure if it's too late to stop this train wreck.
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