I never thought I’d be in this position—asking for advice on what to do about my cheating husband. It feels so complicated because it’s not just black and white. I’m 32 years old, and my husband is in his late twenties. We don’t have children yet, but that’s not the real issue. The real issue is that he keeps cheating on me.

Don’t get me wrong, he does everything for me. He’s a good man in so many ways. He supports me, he takes care of things, and if you looked at us from the outside, we’d seem like the perfect couple. But beneath all that, there’s this constant heartbreak that I can’t shake.

There was a time when I confronted him about his cheating. He apologized, said he was sorry, and told me it was a part of his past, a life he used to live before we got together. I wanted to believe him, and for a while, I did. But the truth is, he hasn’t completely changed. I can tell. The signs are there, and every time I think we’ve moved past it, something happens that breaks my heart all over again.

I’ve forgiven him in the past because, deep down, I do believe he’s remorseful when he says he is. He promises me he won’t do it again, and part of me holds on to that hope. But lately, I feel like something is missing. We haven’t had sex in two weeks, and to be honest, I feel like that part of our relationship is dead. It’s like I’ve emotionally distanced myself because I don’t know if I can handle being hurt again.

The hardest part is that my husband wasn’t always like this. When I met him, he was a lost sheep, living recklessly. It was the love he had for me that made him change. He fought for me. He was the only man who ever truly stood by me. Before him, I faced so much disappointment. Men came into my life, made promises, and then left without a second thought. Some even met my parents, only to vanish afterward, leaving me heartbroken and questioning myself.

But my husband was different. He fought for us, and that’s why I’m struggling so much now. I love him. I truly do. I just don’t know how much more I can take. I want to believe that he can change completely, but part of me is scared that he never will.

So, here I am, asking for advice. How do you keep loving someone who keeps hurting you? How do you forgive when you don’t know if they’ll ever stop betraying your trust? I’ve been through so much, and I don’t want to give up on the man who fought for me. But I also don’t know if I can keep living with this pain.