So just dump him. You already know the truth about him.

But you also now know the truth about yourself, which is that you're not ready to be in a healthy relationship. A healthy relationship requires trust. What would have happened if he had declined to hook up? You show up at the date, all adoring and happy, "Oh honey, you passed the test, I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you!," and he responds, "...Wait. That was a test? You don't trust me?" And he dumps you on the spot.

You're allowed to have trauma from your previous relationships. But bringing it into your next one is a recipe for trouble. You need to overcome it first.

"Another one? Well, I've been ignoring it all this time; I can probably keep ignoring it."

No you don't. Love transcends the superficial accidents of appearance.

>My question is how do I know what the right decision is ? I don’t wanna regret it at the end. Any advice ?

Decide what you would regret more. There is no right decision, there's only the question of what is right for you.

In my opinion, sex is just sex: having a partner that is slightly more aesthetically pleasing doesn't make a big difference. That said, this is both my opinion and something I've learned through personal experience. Without wishing to sound callous, it may be possible that you can't learn this lesson unless you also learn it by experience. It may be the best path for you to throw away a functional relationship in search of a big booty, and then regret it, because then at least you know where your priorities are.

And so ultimately that's my advice to you: whatever it is you decide to do, make sure you learn from it.

Could you live with this for the rest of your life? No? I think that's all the answer you need.

Yes.

"No, I'd like to keep my phone to myself." "Cool, hand it over. u/tinaxbelcher said it was the right time if I asked, regardless of whether you consented."

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I've found that it's some of both. Yes, I still love and care about the people I used to date, but not anywhere near as much as I did when I was actually dating them. And, even at the height of our relationships, I never loved them as much as I love my actual wife.

The two of you agree on everything the two of you find important.

Shit like this is why I always roll my eyes when people of an older generation insist that, simply because they are older, they must be wiser. It's true that an older person may -- may -- have been given more opportunities to learn, but there is absolutely no guarantee that the person has actually taken those opportunities. For instance, here your mother shows that she has not learned one of the most basic facts about relationships: they take place between people, not bodies.