Hi,
When I met my boyfriend we were really united by the idea of an open relationship. We do have high libidos, he really likes company of women, I really enjoy company of men. Finally someone to whom I could connect, finally someone intelligent, finally someone with whom I could experience true love, a real deep relationship, and not limit my self with imposed rules by creating our own ones. I am so made for that.
Everything was really rainbows and unicorns in the ambiance of true openness, but very soon he fell in love with another woman (via internet), without us two even having decided our own rules and limits.
I clearly stated I was not happy with being presented with a fait accompli. He was dividing rapidly into two worlds, building a wall between me and her (and him) over a few months.
My idea of respect, cooperation and openness was confronted with a totally different reality. Separation, misunderstandings, defensiveness.
Meanwhile, the other girl was rainbows and unicorns with him, being presented an apparently beautiful view of a polyamoric relationship, with me in the background being torn down emotionally.
I stated many times I am not happy with it but I also know that I cannot and I do not want to limit another human being. He said he wants to see her anyway. So he did.
I know there is nothing that can stop love, not even common sense, I knew I cannot stop them. Fortunately she has some common sense and is aware that this is not going to work.
After a violent confrontation we now are in a beautiful triangle:
1. Me, unhappy and emotionally torn down, in love with him.
2. She, unhappy and emotionally torn down, in love with him.
3. He, emotionally torn down by two women that he loves, that do not tolerate each other.
Something that was supposed to join us together, now separates us.
I suppose she must be a great person (if my bf loves her, she must be a great person, no doubt) but I just see no way in which we could be friendly to each other. I understand the confusion that my partner feels, he's conscious of our pain and he has his own pain, too. I also understand her, she's in love, confused, torn down, as I am.
But in the end, in totally animal terms, she is an intruder in my territory, she didn't ask for permission to enter. He dropped her into my territory.
I just cannot accept her, it's not her fault, it's simply that I can't forgive the fact that things were done against my will. That's not how you do it. Difficult to be undone.
Time passes and things just don't go away themselves, she does not disappear magically. Despite our good will, the pattern stays the same. This is so dysfunctional in the long term, seriously.
Let time pass and we'll get used to it? I'm not very happy with that idea, it's like a stain in the fabric of your life that you can't just pretend is not there.
Leaving? I'm in love, I don't want to.
I'm also angry with him because she is getting all the rainbows and unicorns part now - which was mine before she appeared - in a dreamland internet world full of promises, totally separate from reality, the reality of daily life, frequent bad moods, washing the dishes, farting, hurtful comments, cleaning the toilet and cutting your nails. The part of reality that she does not know yet. Their bubbleland broke my bubbleland... and I miss my bubble as hell.
"I love you but I cannot force you to anything, if you're with me it's because you want it, you are free to go" - kind of something like that is what I hear, and it is true, though sounds ugly and hurts as fuck.
I invite you to sharing your thoughts, experiences and maybe possible solutions, points of view that I cannot see.
How to turn this mess into something that works? There must be a way.
Where's the opportunity that I cannot notice from my emotionally exhausted point of view?
Who the hell invented that polyamory thing anyway, Jaysus
Thanks guys. Love!
When I met my boyfriend we were really united by the idea of an open relationship. We do have high libidos, he really likes company of women, I really enjoy company of men. Finally someone to whom I could connect, finally someone intelligent, finally someone with whom I could experience true love, a real deep relationship, and not limit my self with imposed rules by creating our own ones. I am so made for that.
Everything was really rainbows and unicorns in the ambiance of true openness, but very soon he fell in love with another woman (via internet), without us two even having decided our own rules and limits.
I clearly stated I was not happy with being presented with a fait accompli. He was dividing rapidly into two worlds, building a wall between me and her (and him) over a few months.
My idea of respect, cooperation and openness was confronted with a totally different reality. Separation, misunderstandings, defensiveness.
Meanwhile, the other girl was rainbows and unicorns with him, being presented an apparently beautiful view of a polyamoric relationship, with me in the background being torn down emotionally.
I stated many times I am not happy with it but I also know that I cannot and I do not want to limit another human being. He said he wants to see her anyway. So he did.
I know there is nothing that can stop love, not even common sense, I knew I cannot stop them. Fortunately she has some common sense and is aware that this is not going to work.
After a violent confrontation we now are in a beautiful triangle:
1. Me, unhappy and emotionally torn down, in love with him.
2. She, unhappy and emotionally torn down, in love with him.
3. He, emotionally torn down by two women that he loves, that do not tolerate each other.
Something that was supposed to join us together, now separates us.
I suppose she must be a great person (if my bf loves her, she must be a great person, no doubt) but I just see no way in which we could be friendly to each other. I understand the confusion that my partner feels, he's conscious of our pain and he has his own pain, too. I also understand her, she's in love, confused, torn down, as I am.
But in the end, in totally animal terms, she is an intruder in my territory, she didn't ask for permission to enter. He dropped her into my territory.
I just cannot accept her, it's not her fault, it's simply that I can't forgive the fact that things were done against my will. That's not how you do it. Difficult to be undone.
Time passes and things just don't go away themselves, she does not disappear magically. Despite our good will, the pattern stays the same. This is so dysfunctional in the long term, seriously.
Let time pass and we'll get used to it? I'm not very happy with that idea, it's like a stain in the fabric of your life that you can't just pretend is not there.
Leaving? I'm in love, I don't want to.
I'm also angry with him because she is getting all the rainbows and unicorns part now - which was mine before she appeared - in a dreamland internet world full of promises, totally separate from reality, the reality of daily life, frequent bad moods, washing the dishes, farting, hurtful comments, cleaning the toilet and cutting your nails. The part of reality that she does not know yet. Their bubbleland broke my bubbleland... and I miss my bubble as hell.
"I love you but I cannot force you to anything, if you're with me it's because you want it, you are free to go" - kind of something like that is what I hear, and it is true, though sounds ugly and hurts as fuck.
I invite you to sharing your thoughts, experiences and maybe possible solutions, points of view that I cannot see.
How to turn this mess into something that works? There must be a way.
Where's the opportunity that I cannot notice from my emotionally exhausted point of view?
Who the hell invented that polyamory thing anyway, Jaysus
Thanks guys. Love!
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