Some of you know from past discussions that I'm a staunch monogamist, and simply cannot understand polyamory. My wife came out as poly to me in June, and ever since, it's brought our marriage to within inches of being over. She hadn't slept with anyone (which I believe), but did become emotionally involved with someone who lives in another state.
I wrestled between attempting to accept this side of her, despite the shock of feeling like I was looking at a stranger, while the woman I've known for 20 years was gone forever, and refusing to live in a situation where I could never be comfortable. Ultimately, after a little over a month, I gave her the ultimatum... Either she completely removes this person from her life, or I walk. It was the hardest thing I've had to do, but I knew that I would never be able to accept having to share her with another.
She agreed to to cut it off, and stay with me - to which I was relieved - even though it bothers me that the circumstance ever came up where such a choice should have had to be made. A huge part of me still feels that the only reason she made the choice, was because I had to place the ultimatum to begin with, rather than stop on her own accord once she saw how much pain this has caused. My philosophy in marriage has always been... Never say or do anything that would hurt your husband/wife. And if you do, then stop it immediately.
It's been 2 months since this guy has gone away (assuming she's telling the truth). And while things have seemed to improve in our relationship at home, I find myself still reeling in what may, or may not have been going on for the previous 8 months. We've talked about it over & over to the point where there is no need to continue discussing it without making things worse. But the feelings of rejection & having been replaced during an already difficult time (my father had passed away shortly before, and was also recently diagnosed with clinical depression) still remain.
She tells me that she never had any intention on acting upon anything, nor was she going to put any pressure on opening our marriage. But, to me, even the desire to sleep with someone else feels like a slap in the face to me. And loving another means less place in her heart for me.
I know that most will see this and wonder what I'm so upset about. She did what I asked... I "got (my) way". On an intellectual level, I agree. But emotionally, I cannot seem to make these feelings go away.
I wrestled between attempting to accept this side of her, despite the shock of feeling like I was looking at a stranger, while the woman I've known for 20 years was gone forever, and refusing to live in a situation where I could never be comfortable. Ultimately, after a little over a month, I gave her the ultimatum... Either she completely removes this person from her life, or I walk. It was the hardest thing I've had to do, but I knew that I would never be able to accept having to share her with another.
She agreed to to cut it off, and stay with me - to which I was relieved - even though it bothers me that the circumstance ever came up where such a choice should have had to be made. A huge part of me still feels that the only reason she made the choice, was because I had to place the ultimatum to begin with, rather than stop on her own accord once she saw how much pain this has caused. My philosophy in marriage has always been... Never say or do anything that would hurt your husband/wife. And if you do, then stop it immediately.
It's been 2 months since this guy has gone away (assuming she's telling the truth). And while things have seemed to improve in our relationship at home, I find myself still reeling in what may, or may not have been going on for the previous 8 months. We've talked about it over & over to the point where there is no need to continue discussing it without making things worse. But the feelings of rejection & having been replaced during an already difficult time (my father had passed away shortly before, and was also recently diagnosed with clinical depression) still remain.
She tells me that she never had any intention on acting upon anything, nor was she going to put any pressure on opening our marriage. But, to me, even the desire to sleep with someone else feels like a slap in the face to me. And loving another means less place in her heart for me.
I know that most will see this and wonder what I'm so upset about. She did what I asked... I "got (my) way". On an intellectual level, I agree. But emotionally, I cannot seem to make these feelings go away.