I still stand by it.
Your instinct is the one thing that will tell you if something is right or wrong. Paranoia isn't instinct. Instinct is the feeling that remains when you've finished sitting down, talking over your fears and his issues, resolving the situation. Instinct sticks around afterwards with nagging insistance and tells you what the problem is.
But no matter what you instinctively know deep down, nothing quite prepares you for the moment when you're lying in bed later that night and your Boyfriend says those three little words:
"There's someone else".
All the things that you suspected, the bits that didn't make sense, the snippets of information that didn't quite fit the jigsaw of what he was telling you are all confirmed.
Through all of it, your instinct is once again nodding knowingly.
But you don't care. You're in the bathroom, throwing up from the shock.
Everything has crashed.