Questioning
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Hi. I am not sure of anything lately in my relationship. Perhaps you folk can help me understand us a bit better. This post is a long time coming, so might turn into an epic.
Not sure what's about to come out, but I sure need to get it out.
As a young man I drank too much and cheated on pretty much every girl I went out with. I then hated myself profusely, drank more, and reinforced my 'worthless' behaviour with more cheating. I learned to equate sleeping with other than a primary partner as an act of cheating, a disrespectful and dishonest thing. I was always looking for the next partner because I "couldn't make relationships work" - possibly because I was a drunken unemployed absentee boyfriend scouring bars for 'the one'.
I've come a long way. I no longer self destruct, but lately, I have almost gone off the rails, for a girl I suspect is polyamorous but does not understand it yet.
I met M 18 months ago at university. We spent months talking, I didn't even fancy her sexually at first but she is attractive. She wore a mask. As I got to know her I began to look forward to our talks, and then one day I truly saw her, she wore a flower in her buttonhole for daffodil day, and I read between the lines of all the tomboy feminist angry and ecologically outraged front and I saw her as a strong passionate caring woman, from that moment on I was completely smitten. We slept together 4 weeks later, it was the best we'd ever had. She holidayed, came back, I visited and she said "You don't want to get involved with me" I'm seeing someone else, it's complicated". I said I'll go then, she said "but I really like you" and away we went having the blissful honeymoon period that new lovers do, with months of summer off school to enjoy it all. We fell in love and I was so happy I thought I might swoon with it.
M had been seeing Mark irregularly for 2 years prior to us getting together. She had a couple of dinner dates with him a few months into our dating etc. I began to get jealous. Root causes - fear I am not enough, fear she is leaving me (remember, when I cheated, I was looking for the next partner), fear I will always be alone, fear the woman I love doesn't love me... Horrid stuff. I began acting out. Sulking, cold shoulders, walking off, accusatory rants. After months of my being insecure and unstable she had to pull the plug. I was broken, but I rebuilt, got counseling, and six weeks later, still in love, I won her back.
Another period like the start began, but better, she said it was possible I was the man for her, no more emo crap, and we'd be ok. We were so happy. And it was wonderful, then I found out she'd slept with Mark just before we split (when I was being unbearable), and another guy while split (a mistake, but trying to replace me), and Mark again.
More emotional crap. Despair, loneliness, suicidal thoughts, terror. I was so in love with this girl and the more I tried to work it out the more I messed it up. I asked her to please let me have time and adjust. She gave time but I didn't adjust very well. Another old beau, who she'd said she would see when he's in country, sailed in, and she spent a week with him. I wanted to die. A weekend with Mark again shortly after that, and last week, four days with him.
I think she is polyamorous. That I am her primary, Mark her secondary, the sailor another secondary who has been phased out as she's realised he doesn't love her just wants sex. The mistake guy was her trying to replace me as I was unstable for a long period. I still feel very hurt and confused by things, but I'm really trying to understand, and reach some kind of acceptance around everything.
She does love me, or I wouldn't still be in the picture, and she wouldn't have tried to be honest about everything right from the start. I was very hard work for a long time when I was all broken and jealous. I am mostly loving and supportive today, but am on thin ice, a man should be a rock, not a wreck.
She believes she is some kind of horrible person, but the evidence is to the contrary, only this behaviour is evident, everything else is loving, hard working, caring, passion, consideration...
I'm trying to heal. To not be jealous. to not be insecure. To love without conditions. I've tried explain polyamory to her, she thinks she's not, she thinks there's something wrong with her and I should leave her for my own sake. She has a history of messing relationships up in similar manner. She has a history of hiding stuff to try protect those she loves. She hates to hurt people, wants love but thinks she is doomed to a life of singledom if she can't stop being 'slutty'. She's not. My friends think there's something wrong with me for sticking it out. All that pain. But she's worth it.
I really love her. Take away all the sex and favours and I miss her yes, but I still love her. I am willing to accept polyamory and work through jealousy, and am doing remarkably well lately, I guess I'm here for support, advice, guidance.
Am a bit lost. Think I'm monogamous, or just afraid if I was polyamorous somehow my love would be untrue or diluted as in my past confused formative years, and somehow her love is diluted to me due to mark etc.
Basically, if she is polyamorous I'm willing to accept secondary lover/s. The jealousy and insecurity are less. I have to do daily self help to keep it together though. It's the not knowing where we stand that is scariest now I guess. I wonder if it is all worth it, but have decided not to give up. I love her, she loves me, I want her to be happy, and her I.
Help.
Not sure what's about to come out, but I sure need to get it out.
As a young man I drank too much and cheated on pretty much every girl I went out with. I then hated myself profusely, drank more, and reinforced my 'worthless' behaviour with more cheating. I learned to equate sleeping with other than a primary partner as an act of cheating, a disrespectful and dishonest thing. I was always looking for the next partner because I "couldn't make relationships work" - possibly because I was a drunken unemployed absentee boyfriend scouring bars for 'the one'.
I've come a long way. I no longer self destruct, but lately, I have almost gone off the rails, for a girl I suspect is polyamorous but does not understand it yet.
I met M 18 months ago at university. We spent months talking, I didn't even fancy her sexually at first but she is attractive. She wore a mask. As I got to know her I began to look forward to our talks, and then one day I truly saw her, she wore a flower in her buttonhole for daffodil day, and I read between the lines of all the tomboy feminist angry and ecologically outraged front and I saw her as a strong passionate caring woman, from that moment on I was completely smitten. We slept together 4 weeks later, it was the best we'd ever had. She holidayed, came back, I visited and she said "You don't want to get involved with me" I'm seeing someone else, it's complicated". I said I'll go then, she said "but I really like you" and away we went having the blissful honeymoon period that new lovers do, with months of summer off school to enjoy it all. We fell in love and I was so happy I thought I might swoon with it.
M had been seeing Mark irregularly for 2 years prior to us getting together. She had a couple of dinner dates with him a few months into our dating etc. I began to get jealous. Root causes - fear I am not enough, fear she is leaving me (remember, when I cheated, I was looking for the next partner), fear I will always be alone, fear the woman I love doesn't love me... Horrid stuff. I began acting out. Sulking, cold shoulders, walking off, accusatory rants. After months of my being insecure and unstable she had to pull the plug. I was broken, but I rebuilt, got counseling, and six weeks later, still in love, I won her back.
Another period like the start began, but better, she said it was possible I was the man for her, no more emo crap, and we'd be ok. We were so happy. And it was wonderful, then I found out she'd slept with Mark just before we split (when I was being unbearable), and another guy while split (a mistake, but trying to replace me), and Mark again.
More emotional crap. Despair, loneliness, suicidal thoughts, terror. I was so in love with this girl and the more I tried to work it out the more I messed it up. I asked her to please let me have time and adjust. She gave time but I didn't adjust very well. Another old beau, who she'd said she would see when he's in country, sailed in, and she spent a week with him. I wanted to die. A weekend with Mark again shortly after that, and last week, four days with him.
I think she is polyamorous. That I am her primary, Mark her secondary, the sailor another secondary who has been phased out as she's realised he doesn't love her just wants sex. The mistake guy was her trying to replace me as I was unstable for a long period. I still feel very hurt and confused by things, but I'm really trying to understand, and reach some kind of acceptance around everything.
She does love me, or I wouldn't still be in the picture, and she wouldn't have tried to be honest about everything right from the start. I was very hard work for a long time when I was all broken and jealous. I am mostly loving and supportive today, but am on thin ice, a man should be a rock, not a wreck.
She believes she is some kind of horrible person, but the evidence is to the contrary, only this behaviour is evident, everything else is loving, hard working, caring, passion, consideration...
I'm trying to heal. To not be jealous. to not be insecure. To love without conditions. I've tried explain polyamory to her, she thinks she's not, she thinks there's something wrong with her and I should leave her for my own sake. She has a history of messing relationships up in similar manner. She has a history of hiding stuff to try protect those she loves. She hates to hurt people, wants love but thinks she is doomed to a life of singledom if she can't stop being 'slutty'. She's not. My friends think there's something wrong with me for sticking it out. All that pain. But she's worth it.
I really love her. Take away all the sex and favours and I miss her yes, but I still love her. I am willing to accept polyamory and work through jealousy, and am doing remarkably well lately, I guess I'm here for support, advice, guidance.
Am a bit lost. Think I'm monogamous, or just afraid if I was polyamorous somehow my love would be untrue or diluted as in my past confused formative years, and somehow her love is diluted to me due to mark etc.
Basically, if she is polyamorous I'm willing to accept secondary lover/s. The jealousy and insecurity are less. I have to do daily self help to keep it together though. It's the not knowing where we stand that is scariest now I guess. I wonder if it is all worth it, but have decided not to give up. I love her, she loves me, I want her to be happy, and her I.
Help.