I have been in a fairly serious relationship with a girl for some time. A girl I love very much. In fact, when I say some time, I mean it. She just so happens to be the girl I gave my first kiss to, and now we’ve ended up together again. I still don’t know how I got so lucky. I really do love her, there’s no doubt in my mind, but I can’t live with myself for what I’m about to confess. My brother’s ex girlfriend always wanted to keep in contact with me after she left my brother. A few nights ago, on the rare occasion that I actually agreed to call her for a chat, she convinced me to have p******** with her. I just don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I know some of you are thinking it’s not that serious, but I feel like I can’t live with what I’ve done. I love the girl I’m with. I want to be everything I can be to make her happy. That’s why I can’t figure out why I’ve done what I’ve done. I just can’t keep living with this horrible thing. I feel like I’m not living at all. Can someone tell me what I’m even doing anymore?