I’ve(24F) been on and off with B(24F) for 2+ years now. We deeply love each other, but things like mental health, long distance and life circumstances caused us to break 2 times during these 2 years. Until recently, she was the only person I’ve been with. I’m also bi sexual.
B broke up with me in early November, and it was really messy and left me feeling extremely hurt. I wasn’t sure she ever wanted anything to do with me. In a bid to try to get over her, and to boost my self esteem (I struggle with really low self worth, am in therapy for it), I made an hinge account.
One day, after a party at my place, I was very drunk and high and lonely and decided to invite a totally random guy to my place to hookup. We did it and afterwards he left. I felt extreme guilt and shame in the morning when I was clear headed and decided that hookups weren’t for me. Two weeks after that, I was similarly drunk and high, and ended up inviting a random guy again to hook up, felt the same shame and guilt and self hatred the moment u was clear headed.
Yesterday, I was hanging out with a friend, and we were drinking and getting high and watching a movie. He started to make a move on me, and despite the fact that I am not attracted to him at all and had no desire to do anything with him, I didn’t stop him. I let him take off his and my clothes and then I guess I finally make to my senses and stopped him and made him swear to never tell anyone because i felt extremely shitty about it and didn’t know how to deal. I promptly left his place but the event and the shame and guilt are still going through my head.
B reached out to me about a week ago and said she wanted to be my friend and that she wants to eventually be with me, but she doesn’t feel ready yet.
I just feel like an incredibly shitty human. I am feeling so much shame and self loathing about these random hookups that I didn’t even enjoy, and know that I never want to do again. But I knew that after the first time, then why did I do it again? Why didn’t i stop my friend the moment he started hitting on me? Does this all make me a horrible person? And should I tell B about all this? It wasn’t cheating because we weren’t together, but I still feel like I betrayed her somehow. If I should tell her, how should I go about it?
My head is spinning and I would appreciate any advice you guys have.