I don’t condone cheating (except when I do)

a confession about principles, loopholes, and what happens when morality meets temptation

A few months ago, I wrote an essay about cheating. I got all self-righteous on the page, declaring I don’t condone it, dragging men who betray their girlfriends, and generally standing tall on my podium of principles.

But last week, I hooked up with someone’s boyfriend. Yes, I knew. No, he didn’t lie about being single.