I know I posted about this a couple of days ago but I'm hurting and need words of comfort. We met fourteen months ago, and this partner (Tom) was the first person I fell in love with after my primary partner and I opened our relationship four years ago. In his words, I was the first person he fell in love with after his primary partner. There was so much joy, so much intimacy until Tom found a (mono) partner and slowly started treating me as disposable because he felt like he had a greater responsibility towards a mono partner. We pretty much stopped meeting on weekends (something I'd always asked for) and I'd only see him on weekday evenings. There were things Tom and I planned to do (traveling together) which he never did with me, but did with his new partner within weeks of knowing her. In his own words, I was the "casualty" of his new relationship. He also broke trust in other ways (going barrier free with his other partner without letting me know for months. Tom and I were fluid bonded). Last month, after he told me about not using condoms with the other partner, I told him I couldn't trust him. Tom promised he would do anything to salvage the relationship and I truly believed him. I told him he needed to read and reflect and also see a therapist (all of which I've been doing). And now, I'm leaving the country for years and Tom is spending the last two weekends I'm in town seeing others, including spending the last weekend on a getaway with his other partner. I am still struggling to believe I meant so little. That our relationship meant so little. I'm heartbroken and can't make sense of anything.