Have you ever lived a lie without really knowing it?

So, my now ex-boyfriend who I was with for 2½ years, confessed to me that he has never loved me in any way other than a friend with benefits (I’m starting to feel like a broken record here). He said he was sorry for being so dishonest with me for so long, and that he hopes to remain friends.

Today I was starting to come to terms with it, and even found myself in a good mood, looking forward to growing as friends, and making a new life for myself.

Then this evening he confessed to me that he still has feelings for our very good friend, who also had a little relationship fart recently (that couple has since gotten back together though), and part of the reason he dumped me was that not only was he tired of being dishonest and pretending to love me (he did a damn good job!) he was hoping that he might have a chance with this other girl now that she and her boyfriend are no longer living together.

I just don’t know what to think any more. This whole time he’s been so sweet and kind to me. Practically pandering to my every need. He makes up adorable nicknames for me and texts me just to say that he loves me. He supported me for six months while I looked for a job, and helped me through some rough spots of depression. He buys me presents (Like an entire god damn drum kit!), and acts in every way like he is madly in love with me for two and a half years. He kisses passionately and we have the best mind blowing, and passionate sex that I’ve ever had. He has me, and absolutely everyone we know convinced that he is in love with me.

He sounds so miserable over the phone right now.

And now he says that none of it was sincere. What the hell? What should I believe? Have you ever lived a lie that you were blissfully unaware of? What was your reaction when you found out, and how did you come to terms?