Mr Maple
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This is not a happy story. My wife and I have been married for about 13 years, together about 17. We have 3 kids. For the past 10 years I have felt like I was not making her happy. There has been a lot of stress in our lives, mostly money. But there have been others, too.
She had started to make comments about sharing me with other women. I was not sure if she was joking or not, but it was a common thing to let her single female friends use me, as she works hard, overworks herself. I try to be a loving husband and remind her that I have desire for her and always will. But because she gets tired and just wants to sleep most of the time, the offer to let me out came up as a means for me to be able to have sex, in general, because she just didn't have it in her and didn't want me to "suffer." (I don't do casual sex. It's personal for me.)
Feeling that she was not only stressed beyond reason, but sometimes by her own actions, I realized that what she needed was another person to talk to, someone with whom she could have her girl time and have human contact, that wasn't her husband. I figured that poly was the answer to maybe being able to make her happy, by having another person live with us that we could find together, someone that could be her second support in the home, someone to be a best friend, or more.
Sex was never the priority for me. It was about trying to help my love (not that I would complain).
I didn't want to have one of us just open the door and introduce a "new" person out of nowhere, possibly isolating one of us.
She confessed to me that she was more interested in doing an open marriage than poly. I said okay. But we agreed on some rules that nothing ended up in the bedroom.
Last week, she found out that a co-worker was attracted to her, and she became interested in him, as well. They started to hang out and things were getting personal between them. She has only visited him twice.
I did not care if they hugged and I thought it was clear that their kissing was that of friends. But it was not. I could see it and hear it in how she talked that they would eventually sleep together. I will not stop her if that will make her happy. Even though I told her what I felt, I will not stop her from feeling happy, because I cannot. She told me she would put the brakes on everything because she never wants to hurt me, even though I agreed to it.
I know she still wants to see him as a friend, and I support that. But I know she still has feelings for him.
I asked her how far she wanted it to go, how far she was willing to let it go. She had no answer.
I know that they will eventually sleep together.
I do not have another person of my own. I am not the most sociable person out there. I am always full of self-doubt in very destructive ways.
I sit at home with her only feet away from me and there is no conversation between us, even though I try to talk about anything. She was able to find someone to feel this way about. So again, I am alone to hide all my feelings, as I just exist.
I am mostly doing what I can for my kids.
I don't have a question to ask.
She had started to make comments about sharing me with other women. I was not sure if she was joking or not, but it was a common thing to let her single female friends use me, as she works hard, overworks herself. I try to be a loving husband and remind her that I have desire for her and always will. But because she gets tired and just wants to sleep most of the time, the offer to let me out came up as a means for me to be able to have sex, in general, because she just didn't have it in her and didn't want me to "suffer." (I don't do casual sex. It's personal for me.)
Feeling that she was not only stressed beyond reason, but sometimes by her own actions, I realized that what she needed was another person to talk to, someone with whom she could have her girl time and have human contact, that wasn't her husband. I figured that poly was the answer to maybe being able to make her happy, by having another person live with us that we could find together, someone that could be her second support in the home, someone to be a best friend, or more.
Sex was never the priority for me. It was about trying to help my love (not that I would complain).
I didn't want to have one of us just open the door and introduce a "new" person out of nowhere, possibly isolating one of us.
She confessed to me that she was more interested in doing an open marriage than poly. I said okay. But we agreed on some rules that nothing ended up in the bedroom.
Last week, she found out that a co-worker was attracted to her, and she became interested in him, as well. They started to hang out and things were getting personal between them. She has only visited him twice.
I did not care if they hugged and I thought it was clear that their kissing was that of friends. But it was not. I could see it and hear it in how she talked that they would eventually sleep together. I will not stop her if that will make her happy. Even though I told her what I felt, I will not stop her from feeling happy, because I cannot. She told me she would put the brakes on everything because she never wants to hurt me, even though I agreed to it.
I know she still wants to see him as a friend, and I support that. But I know she still has feelings for him.
I asked her how far she wanted it to go, how far she was willing to let it go. She had no answer.
I know that they will eventually sleep together.
I do not have another person of my own. I am not the most sociable person out there. I am always full of self-doubt in very destructive ways.
I sit at home with her only feet away from me and there is no conversation between us, even though I try to talk about anything. She was able to find someone to feel this way about. So again, I am alone to hide all my feelings, as I just exist.
I am mostly doing what I can for my kids.
I don't have a question to ask.