Janye
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The Ask: I am looking for some perspective. I need to get out of my own head, and I’m hoping that some folks here can help me figure out/explain why I feel neglected by my primary.
Context: I am the mono addition to an established couple. What was originally intended to by a purely physical relationship between the husband and me, very quickly evolved into a full-blown romantic relationship between the two of us. His wife has, been absolutely wonderful about making space for me, and for us to grow and explore together. They are currently moving to another coast. I was informed of this before the first time that we met, as well as their plans to take a month to road trip their way to their new home. We also knew that there'd be days where they'd be completely out of reach while they've playing around caves and camping and whatnot. This is supposed to be their big, romantic adventure before the wife heads off to school again in the fall. Fair enough. He was very upfront from the beginning about his preference for the three of us to be a unit, and they have both been upfront and explicit in making sure that I don’t feel pressured into that decision. On that same note, we’ve been pretty intentional about making sure that all three of us have had time together and individually—we’ve moved plans around and everyone has had to bend and flex to make those times happen. I was invited by the wife to a very private, very special goodbye send off from their closest group of friends (during a time that was originally blocked out for them). It was a big, HUGE deal. And it was that gesture and experience from that weekend that I really got comfortable enough to trust that we could do the long distance thing. (For clarification purposes: The Man and I are dating and in a committed relationship, and the wife and I are very tentatively exploring something other than platonic friendship).
I have to say that to say that I love my metamour; she’s awesome and has consistently been an integral part of moving my relationship with The Man further, much quicker than we would have at our own pace—which is a good thing. The last time that we were all together, they gave me a commitment ring that all of us share and wear at all times. I’ve been collared. I’m in love with the guy—and this is my first love, first D/s, and first poly relationship all rolled into one and it’s equal parts amazing and terrifying. So it’s a full blown thing that’s happening.
I had a pretty rough adjustment (read as: fully blown emotional break) with the way that our communication has been scaled back on their trip. I simply wasn’t ready, and it came back in bit me in the ass. So, we worked that situation out, and things have been pretty steady the last two weeks of their travels—there are times where he’s gone for a few days and others where we can send a text or two a day and everything is cool.
The Problem is this: We’re basically through the month long trip (a few more days), but a few words were exchanged the last day or two that have me on edge and agitated. Last night I received a text message that said that they’d wouldn’t be reachable for the weekend to try to get in that final together time the last full day of their trip. Perfectly fine, no problems there. But it was sent at 11 o’clock in a, “I’ll maybe be able to talk to you Sunday night!” type of way that just pissed me off.
Can I get a phone call, or something that doesn’t make me feel like an afterthought? It grates, and it extremely irritating that I’ve been trying to do as I’ve been told. I write the daily notes, I do the rituals, I’ve tried really hard not to be obtrusive into “their time”. To be fair, they’ve done the same in trying to make me not feel like I’ve been forgotten. So why do I feel like I’m being ignored? Or like my emotions are being tabled for when they have time for me. I don’t mind being secondary, I’ve got my own life and shit that I want to accomplish with my career (which is super important to me), so I don’t really need attention because I don’t have other things to do. I just don’t feel like I’m in a relationship right now.
Don’t send me a text message at 11 at night saying that you’ll be out of communication for the next two days without any warning at all after an entire month of spotty connections. That was the last straw to something, that I can’t quite name, that’s apparently been building for a while now. I don’t know how to explain why I’m feeling ignored, because I know that he hasn’t been ignoring me. I don’t know how to explain why this month has made me feel like I’m not an important part of their lives, when I know that’s not true. And I don’t know how to explain any of that without feeling like I'm dredging up old things. Or without sounding ungrateful, whiny, & needy—which I absolutely abhor.
This is a pretty intense deviation from my norm—I don’t generally feel like I need such constant contact with someone to feel like I’m connected to them, so I honestly just don’t know what to do about it. It hurts and it makes me feel like I’m being ignored. I’ve been trying to work on myself and handle my own shit, because—I get it. He can’t be there every time that I need to talk. They’re off having this awesome trip and I genuinely want for them to have a good time and enjoy each other. I like hearing about how things are going, and I’m so grateful that it hasn’t been total radio-silence throughout the month. But, fuck everything, you’ve got to give me something.
Context: I am the mono addition to an established couple. What was originally intended to by a purely physical relationship between the husband and me, very quickly evolved into a full-blown romantic relationship between the two of us. His wife has, been absolutely wonderful about making space for me, and for us to grow and explore together. They are currently moving to another coast. I was informed of this before the first time that we met, as well as their plans to take a month to road trip their way to their new home. We also knew that there'd be days where they'd be completely out of reach while they've playing around caves and camping and whatnot. This is supposed to be their big, romantic adventure before the wife heads off to school again in the fall. Fair enough. He was very upfront from the beginning about his preference for the three of us to be a unit, and they have both been upfront and explicit in making sure that I don’t feel pressured into that decision. On that same note, we’ve been pretty intentional about making sure that all three of us have had time together and individually—we’ve moved plans around and everyone has had to bend and flex to make those times happen. I was invited by the wife to a very private, very special goodbye send off from their closest group of friends (during a time that was originally blocked out for them). It was a big, HUGE deal. And it was that gesture and experience from that weekend that I really got comfortable enough to trust that we could do the long distance thing. (For clarification purposes: The Man and I are dating and in a committed relationship, and the wife and I are very tentatively exploring something other than platonic friendship).
I have to say that to say that I love my metamour; she’s awesome and has consistently been an integral part of moving my relationship with The Man further, much quicker than we would have at our own pace—which is a good thing. The last time that we were all together, they gave me a commitment ring that all of us share and wear at all times. I’ve been collared. I’m in love with the guy—and this is my first love, first D/s, and first poly relationship all rolled into one and it’s equal parts amazing and terrifying. So it’s a full blown thing that’s happening.
I had a pretty rough adjustment (read as: fully blown emotional break) with the way that our communication has been scaled back on their trip. I simply wasn’t ready, and it came back in bit me in the ass. So, we worked that situation out, and things have been pretty steady the last two weeks of their travels—there are times where he’s gone for a few days and others where we can send a text or two a day and everything is cool.
The Problem is this: We’re basically through the month long trip (a few more days), but a few words were exchanged the last day or two that have me on edge and agitated. Last night I received a text message that said that they’d wouldn’t be reachable for the weekend to try to get in that final together time the last full day of their trip. Perfectly fine, no problems there. But it was sent at 11 o’clock in a, “I’ll maybe be able to talk to you Sunday night!” type of way that just pissed me off.
Can I get a phone call, or something that doesn’t make me feel like an afterthought? It grates, and it extremely irritating that I’ve been trying to do as I’ve been told. I write the daily notes, I do the rituals, I’ve tried really hard not to be obtrusive into “their time”. To be fair, they’ve done the same in trying to make me not feel like I’ve been forgotten. So why do I feel like I’m being ignored? Or like my emotions are being tabled for when they have time for me. I don’t mind being secondary, I’ve got my own life and shit that I want to accomplish with my career (which is super important to me), so I don’t really need attention because I don’t have other things to do. I just don’t feel like I’m in a relationship right now.
Don’t send me a text message at 11 at night saying that you’ll be out of communication for the next two days without any warning at all after an entire month of spotty connections. That was the last straw to something, that I can’t quite name, that’s apparently been building for a while now. I don’t know how to explain why I’m feeling ignored, because I know that he hasn’t been ignoring me. I don’t know how to explain why this month has made me feel like I’m not an important part of their lives, when I know that’s not true. And I don’t know how to explain any of that without feeling like I'm dredging up old things. Or without sounding ungrateful, whiny, & needy—which I absolutely abhor.
This is a pretty intense deviation from my norm—I don’t generally feel like I need such constant contact with someone to feel like I’m connected to them, so I honestly just don’t know what to do about it. It hurts and it makes me feel like I’m being ignored. I’ve been trying to work on myself and handle my own shit, because—I get it. He can’t be there every time that I need to talk. They’re off having this awesome trip and I genuinely want for them to have a good time and enjoy each other. I like hearing about how things are going, and I’m so grateful that it hasn’t been total radio-silence throughout the month. But, fuck everything, you’ve got to give me something.
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