16 years of friendship..... apparently not a factor

So, this post has been a long time coming. I got side tracked with life and let's face it, WINE. (All of the events I am about to describe are from January) Last post I was happy and in love with an old friend thinking fate had really started to take the drivers seat in my life. Boy was I wrong. Matt and I hit the 6 month mark and everything went sour. His work ethic was honestly starting to drive me crazy, and paying for everything was making me BROKE. But that's a pattern i apparently fall into when I say I throw EVERYTHING into a relationship, I include the bank. One night after hanging out with friends we were chatting on the couch, things were good. And then he got a text, awkwardly went outside and I followed, his phone then rang...... It was this girl in New Orleans he claimed the whole time was just a friend. So answer it I said, but he wouldn't..... Because it wasn't a conversation he could have in front of me. He was planning to go see her in two weeks, to see if they really could work. A few months prior when he was supposedly having a "guys weekend" she was here visiting. I start to pry and yell and pry and cry.... only to find out what a fool i had been the last 6 months. He had been telling her he loved her and making plans to move there with her the ENTIRE TIME we were together. How could I have been so foolish? Over the next few weeks in talking to mutual friends and his friends SO MANY lies came out that it hurt less VERY fast. Let's just say you don't mess with the Queen of Baden and live to tell about it.... he has been excommunicated and now resides in New Orleans with his clueless GF.