About two weeks ago, I sat down with my friend Mia* at a coffee shop in the middle of Asheville, North Carolina. We were talking for about an hour when she mentioned that she cheated on her boyfriend back in Iowa, and that was why they were no longer together. As we started talking a little more in depth about her infidelities, I began to become more and more interested in her reasonings behind them.
I think anytime someone hears the word “cheater”, they automatically assume the person is a heartless and terrible one. But after talking to Mia about everything, I am not so sure anymore. I know Mia is a good person and has a really good heart because I have seen it almost every day since we met. I don’t feel she would ever intentionally hurt someone, especially someone she once cared about, and I knew there had to be a good reason for doing what she did.