(Update) My [24f] otherwise AMAZING boyfriend [27m] peed in my cat’s litter box. And I don’t know if I can get past it.

So this post was a totally different thread at first. I just deleted it and replaced it with an update. <br><br>First of all, I was blown away by the number of comments, messages, etc this post got. I have been overwhelmed with the kindness, compassion and understanding. Thank you all so so much. Your words meant so much to me. <3<br><br>Honestly, I didn't even know what to expect. I wasn't even sure if I should continue with the relationship. I wasn't sure if I could get past it. It was just so beyond bizarre and like you all said, it was just so unhygienic and gross. <br><br>Back to the story<br><br>That night, I wrote the first post. I was in my bedroom, alone, just feeling so upset and alone. He was in the living room. He was upset and angry at the situation, mostly at himself. That night, he came in to check on me and just asked how I was doing. I told him I wasn't doing well and was very upset. He just said ok and went back to the living room. I was expecting him to try to talk it through with me, even though I didn't want to talk. But his reaction was very standoffish. So that night, I decided to just go to sleep and handle it in the morning since it was already late. <br><br>Not to throw him under the bus he was hungover the next morning. I had already left for work. We did talk on the phone and he did apologize profusely. He said that he had no excuse, he was wrong, it was completely his bad and he was deeply sorry. I told him I needed some time to process. When we talked again, I told him I didn't know if I could get past it. He agreed he couldn't blame me for that. I said I didn't even know if I could look at him the same. He agreed he couldn't blame me. I told him I couldn't even be in the same house as him. He agreed and said he was going to stay with his parents for the time being. I told him I couldn't even look at him until he got therapy. <br><br>Well, he did get therapy. Within the next few days. He said the therapist specializes in addiction and he thought that would be the best fit. I agreed. So<br><br>Fast forward to this past weekend. We met up to talk. He told me all about what the therapist had said. The therapist said that his actions were impulsive and a direct result of his addiction. I said I understood that and I knew he couldn't help it. He also agreed that he couldn't help it. However, I told him I didn't know if I could ever feel comfortable around him again. He was understanding. I told him I didn't know if I could look at him the same or feel the same way about him. But surprisingly... I did. When I saw him it was like everything went back to normal. I felt my heart flutter. I felt the butterflies. I just felt normal again. Like nothing had happened. <br><br>I told him this. I said I don't know if I can ever feel comfortable around you again after this. But as soon as I saw you, it just felt normal again. And he smiled. But then I said I don't know if I can ever trust you again after this. And that's what's killing me. I don't know if I can ever trust him again. <br><br>So we're trying to work through this. He's still in therapy. I'm willing to give him another chance but I just don't know if I can ever feel that same trust and comfort again. <br><br>So we'll see. <br><br>Thanks again to everyone for your kindness and compassion. <3<br><br>TLDR: I told my boyfriend I didn't know if I could ever trust him again after he peed in my cat's litter box but I was willing to try to work it through.