So yesterday, my SO and I had a phenomenal day. Followed by a great night. Followed by amazing sex in the morning and a day of hanging out and having fun. I knew she had a date tonight and I thought I was mentally prepared. I even helped her get ready and she snagged one of the bottles of wine I bought for our party last night (I bought 6 or 7) to take with her over to his place...and I didn't sweat about it. (Thought, but didn't sweat.) Before she left she did an amazing job of making sure she cuddled me, and loved on me, and was extra sweet to make me feel better. But for some reason I'm freaking out.
She's been on dates where she's left from my house and gone out overnight. Dates that she's had sex on. With several different guys. But for some reason I'm freaking out.
Indications are she's not going to have sex for multiple reasons. One she usually waits until the 4th date at least (Though she didn't with me). There are also *cough* medical reasons why she probably wouldn't. But hey, wine and movies and touchy-touch goes in different places.
It's not even the idea of sex, it's just I want her here with me.
I'm learning several things about myself.
My birthday is Monday and she's expressed the wish to celebrate it on Sunday...so I know she's coming back. And I know she's coming back soon. Hell we have all kinds of long-term plans. I know she's not going anywhere totally.
I've been pretty decent with her being poly so far...but I'm just kind of freaking tonight.
Can anyone share their coping mechanisms?
She's been on dates where she's left from my house and gone out overnight. Dates that she's had sex on. With several different guys. But for some reason I'm freaking out.
Indications are she's not going to have sex for multiple reasons. One she usually waits until the 4th date at least (Though she didn't with me). There are also *cough* medical reasons why she probably wouldn't. But hey, wine and movies and touchy-touch goes in different places.
It's not even the idea of sex, it's just I want her here with me.
I'm learning several things about myself.
- I'm terrible at being alone.
- I've forgotten how to have fun on my own. As in "what fun stuff do I like to do?"
- I guess I'd have to admit that I base my entertainment on her. As in she's the source.
- I dwell too much and get in stupid thought patterns.
My birthday is Monday and she's expressed the wish to celebrate it on Sunday...so I know she's coming back. And I know she's coming back soon. Hell we have all kinds of long-term plans. I know she's not going anywhere totally.
I've been pretty decent with her being poly so far...but I'm just kind of freaking tonight.
Can anyone share their coping mechanisms?