This is, by far, the worst and most conflicting turmoil in my almost 20 years of off/on polyamory.
My wife and I are in our 30s, and were long distance. She's a Brit who almost exclusively spends her time online with Americans. haha. Anyway, she had this question of feelings about one of her friends before (let's call her F), but was unable to acknowledge or pursue anything at the time. So when we got together 4.5 years ago, I let her know that's something I'm okay with her exploring. That's basically how we initially opened up our relationship.
This is where I started screwing up. I brought this girl back in her life, like, "Yo, I know you got feelings for my girl and I'm fine with that. You don't need to run away, because I'm not the same kind of partner she had before."
She was kind of a douche, but tbf I was encouraging her out of the closet. (She's married to a man who is also comfortable with all this and has always adored my wife anyway.) I understood that, as a gay, non-binary recovering catholic. haha
Anyway, there are a few instances of things that I feel like just accumulated.
First and foremost, this girl F is like a diagnosable narcissist who abuses everyone around her, her husband, friends, etc. I didn't know how irredeemable she was.
My wife and I have a very open policy, even when we were initially mono. She went from, "My messages are always right there for you to look through, if you ever get anxious." (because she overstepped boundaries in wife's previous relationship. I know I'm stupid.) I never ever did, because I trust her, and because her openness further proved to me that there was no shadiness.
But then I notice they're talking on Snapchat, almost exclusively. Those messages disappear, so at that point, I did get a little anxious, like, "Hey, what's going on? No problem, but I didn't know you had added each other on Snap." As we just let each other know stuff, not ask permission. My wife basically bit my head off. That's left a certain distrust in me, I think. Just the fact that there was freedom of access, then it was pulled away without even letting me know, and then when I tried to bring it up, I was shoved right back down, like I was so wrong for daring to even ask about it.
Whatever. Fast forward. I try my best to trust my wife and get over my feelings, because we've both always been abused and controlled, and I didn't want her to feel anything remotely close from me. Meta and I became friends of sorts, with like a flirtatious edge. Pretty chill for the most part.
*TW*
Last year (1 month away and it's 1 yr) my best friend (M) of 15 years took her own life while I was in the UK with my wife. I posted a Snapchat story in memoriam, heart aching, about a week after it happened. I already have complex grief and PTSD from my dad dying when I was 11, so losing my best friend left me extremely angry and reactive,especially because I would absolutely have gone to her funeral and I couldn't.
I have never been so explosive in my entire life (and I'm bipolar and bpd. lmao). Anyway, F messaged me off my story. I'm not joking when I say she literally just started degrading my late best friend.
M started an international animal rescue with her own 2 hands. I helped her build her reptile sanctuary portion and get her first baby arctic fox.
F is an online attention-seeker. When I say F is a narcissist, I'm not even judging. I'm being literal. I have expertise in abnormal psychology. I think it was an envy thing, as M was internationally famous and desired, without begging for attention. She had apparently been talking ish to my wife about M before messaging me, for some reason.
Anyway, F insulted M and me, so I lost my head at her. I called her pathetic, see through, and all that jazz, which I know triggers narcissists. Maybe it was toxic, but I just saw red. She locked up, called me names, blocked me, tried talking badly about me to my wife, who was basically just like "Look, that's between you 2. I don't wanna hear about it."
I am extremely segregated as a person. Your partners and friendships are yours, and shouldn't rely on me or how I feel about whoever. I have always been vehement with that. So I literally asked for it. But unfortunately, a year later, I'm still obsessing about all of it. I've spoken to a doctor briefly, who has pegged me as having complicated grief, in part because of F's actions and words to me when it was all raw.
The part I can't seem to deal with is feeling betrayed by my wife. You still want this person around?? I've had despicable things done to me throughout my life, and this is genuinely the most hurt and let down I have ever felt by anyone.
Our marriage hasn't been the same since then. I trust her completely, except for when it comes to F. That's closer to NO trust at all. I get the urge to look through her phone, which isn't me. I want her to throw this POS in the bin, which I don't ethically agree with, because it's still about me.
This is all fueled as well by the fact that F has also manipulated and abused my wife.
It's like this situation has turned everything just overwhelming and unmanageable for me. My ethics don't agree with what my soul feels like it needs. I'm just so broken. I don't want to leave her over this. But I feel like I can't grieve properly, even with my wife, because then I just think about the fact that she chooses to have the worst person in her life still, after she directly was partially responsible for my grief going sideways.
I know I have vulnerability factors, emotional issues and all that. I have done so, so much work on myself since I was 12 years old, and it's like it's all been lost. I don't know what to do. So I end up paralyzed, silently sobbing in the kitchen or the bathroom, talking myself out of worse things and I don't say anything. I don't have anyone else I can talk to. I don't know how to salvage my marriage without betraying what I feel is just ethical polyamory (i.e., you need to cut F off, or whatever). I don't want to lose her. I don't want to betray my ethics, but I'm going to die if I keep going like this. Please someone, any pointers or anything..
My wife and I are in our 30s, and were long distance. She's a Brit who almost exclusively spends her time online with Americans. haha. Anyway, she had this question of feelings about one of her friends before (let's call her F), but was unable to acknowledge or pursue anything at the time. So when we got together 4.5 years ago, I let her know that's something I'm okay with her exploring. That's basically how we initially opened up our relationship.
This is where I started screwing up. I brought this girl back in her life, like, "Yo, I know you got feelings for my girl and I'm fine with that. You don't need to run away, because I'm not the same kind of partner she had before."
She was kind of a douche, but tbf I was encouraging her out of the closet. (She's married to a man who is also comfortable with all this and has always adored my wife anyway.) I understood that, as a gay, non-binary recovering catholic. haha
Anyway, there are a few instances of things that I feel like just accumulated.
First and foremost, this girl F is like a diagnosable narcissist who abuses everyone around her, her husband, friends, etc. I didn't know how irredeemable she was.
My wife and I have a very open policy, even when we were initially mono. She went from, "My messages are always right there for you to look through, if you ever get anxious." (because she overstepped boundaries in wife's previous relationship. I know I'm stupid.) I never ever did, because I trust her, and because her openness further proved to me that there was no shadiness.
But then I notice they're talking on Snapchat, almost exclusively. Those messages disappear, so at that point, I did get a little anxious, like, "Hey, what's going on? No problem, but I didn't know you had added each other on Snap." As we just let each other know stuff, not ask permission. My wife basically bit my head off. That's left a certain distrust in me, I think. Just the fact that there was freedom of access, then it was pulled away without even letting me know, and then when I tried to bring it up, I was shoved right back down, like I was so wrong for daring to even ask about it.
Whatever. Fast forward. I try my best to trust my wife and get over my feelings, because we've both always been abused and controlled, and I didn't want her to feel anything remotely close from me. Meta and I became friends of sorts, with like a flirtatious edge. Pretty chill for the most part.
*TW*
Last year (1 month away and it's 1 yr) my best friend (M) of 15 years took her own life while I was in the UK with my wife. I posted a Snapchat story in memoriam, heart aching, about a week after it happened. I already have complex grief and PTSD from my dad dying when I was 11, so losing my best friend left me extremely angry and reactive,especially because I would absolutely have gone to her funeral and I couldn't.
I have never been so explosive in my entire life (and I'm bipolar and bpd. lmao). Anyway, F messaged me off my story. I'm not joking when I say she literally just started degrading my late best friend.
M started an international animal rescue with her own 2 hands. I helped her build her reptile sanctuary portion and get her first baby arctic fox.
F is an online attention-seeker. When I say F is a narcissist, I'm not even judging. I'm being literal. I have expertise in abnormal psychology. I think it was an envy thing, as M was internationally famous and desired, without begging for attention. She had apparently been talking ish to my wife about M before messaging me, for some reason.
Anyway, F insulted M and me, so I lost my head at her. I called her pathetic, see through, and all that jazz, which I know triggers narcissists. Maybe it was toxic, but I just saw red. She locked up, called me names, blocked me, tried talking badly about me to my wife, who was basically just like "Look, that's between you 2. I don't wanna hear about it."
I am extremely segregated as a person. Your partners and friendships are yours, and shouldn't rely on me or how I feel about whoever. I have always been vehement with that. So I literally asked for it. But unfortunately, a year later, I'm still obsessing about all of it. I've spoken to a doctor briefly, who has pegged me as having complicated grief, in part because of F's actions and words to me when it was all raw.
The part I can't seem to deal with is feeling betrayed by my wife. You still want this person around?? I've had despicable things done to me throughout my life, and this is genuinely the most hurt and let down I have ever felt by anyone.
Our marriage hasn't been the same since then. I trust her completely, except for when it comes to F. That's closer to NO trust at all. I get the urge to look through her phone, which isn't me. I want her to throw this POS in the bin, which I don't ethically agree with, because it's still about me.
This is all fueled as well by the fact that F has also manipulated and abused my wife.
It's like this situation has turned everything just overwhelming and unmanageable for me. My ethics don't agree with what my soul feels like it needs. I'm just so broken. I don't want to leave her over this. But I feel like I can't grieve properly, even with my wife, because then I just think about the fact that she chooses to have the worst person in her life still, after she directly was partially responsible for my grief going sideways.
I know I have vulnerability factors, emotional issues and all that. I have done so, so much work on myself since I was 12 years old, and it's like it's all been lost. I don't know what to do. So I end up paralyzed, silently sobbing in the kitchen or the bathroom, talking myself out of worse things and I don't say anything. I don't have anyone else I can talk to. I don't know how to salvage my marriage without betraying what I feel is just ethical polyamory (i.e., you need to cut F off, or whatever). I don't want to lose her. I don't want to betray my ethics, but I'm going to die if I keep going like this. Please someone, any pointers or anything..