justalostsoul
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Hi everyone,
I hope this message finds you well amidst the ebb and flow of life's currents. I come to you today with a heart heavy with uncertainty, seeking wisdom in the shared experiences of this community.
Allow me to paint a picture of my journey. A decade ago, my wife and I made the decision to venture into the realm of non-monogamy. It was a choice rooted in our mutual desire for exploration and growth at the time. In our dynamic, she takes on the role of the primary breadwinner, while I have embraced being a stay-at-home father, tending to the needs of our shared offspring. I never sought to become a stay-at-home father per se, however the income difference being what it is, we decided it was for the best.
Recently, the tides of fate have thrown me into the whirlpool of conflicting emotions. It began innocently enough, a chance encounter with a kindred spirit about 7 years ago while in the pursuit of volunteer work. We shared commonality in that we were products of a rural upbringing, our families even share the same religious denomination, which we'd both left behind us. After the volunteering opportunity ended, we stayed in touch, she took a remote job, and we started meeting several times a week at the park where the kids could play and we could visit.
Eventually, she became my girlfriend. Over the course of the last 5 years, intimacy with my girlfriend has grown into something I never thought I could experience. She confessed to me that she has no desires for other men anymore, that I satisfy her in ways no man has before. I was her first to experience an orgasm with during sex. I don’t say that to suggest I am a stud, but I think about how special that level of trust and intimacy is which we have been able to reach together. My girlfriend has never pursued casual sex; in fact, she has had fewer sexual partners than I. And I know that shouldn’t matter to me, but I think if have become uniquely infatuated with the idea that it makes the intimacy we share feel so special.
I have done so much work to deprogram the idea of monogamy, and yet here I am experiencing the truest and most convincing joy of my life with this woman who is not at all what I thought I wanted, but who is everything I was taught to love during my upbringing. Almost like refugees hiding in plain sight, we share ideas about traditional values and religion with each other that we don’t dare share with others because they don’t understand.
My wife has embraced a modern suburban lifestyle in a hip city; we drive an EV, we recycle and compost. I do my best; I wash the yogurt caps to recycle 2 grams of aluminum, I gave up paper plates, and plastic spoons for the kids’ snacks… But I feel like a robot, like I am not actually living the way I was made to live. Not long ago, I developed a soft interest in homesteading. My wife thinks such an idea is ridiculous; in contrast, when I talk to my girlfriend about it, I am filled with inspiration and excitement. That is just one example of what my life has become. My wife and I have become disconnected, moving in different directions. We’ve not had sex in months, and I find that I have largely lost the desire to do so. And I am struggling with fantasies about a life I could have had if I had met my girlfriend when we were young.
I sat down and had a conversation with my wife about this, and it did not go well… She tells me that I am breaking her heart, and I do not know what to do.
I hope this message finds you well amidst the ebb and flow of life's currents. I come to you today with a heart heavy with uncertainty, seeking wisdom in the shared experiences of this community.
Allow me to paint a picture of my journey. A decade ago, my wife and I made the decision to venture into the realm of non-monogamy. It was a choice rooted in our mutual desire for exploration and growth at the time. In our dynamic, she takes on the role of the primary breadwinner, while I have embraced being a stay-at-home father, tending to the needs of our shared offspring. I never sought to become a stay-at-home father per se, however the income difference being what it is, we decided it was for the best.
Recently, the tides of fate have thrown me into the whirlpool of conflicting emotions. It began innocently enough, a chance encounter with a kindred spirit about 7 years ago while in the pursuit of volunteer work. We shared commonality in that we were products of a rural upbringing, our families even share the same religious denomination, which we'd both left behind us. After the volunteering opportunity ended, we stayed in touch, she took a remote job, and we started meeting several times a week at the park where the kids could play and we could visit.
Eventually, she became my girlfriend. Over the course of the last 5 years, intimacy with my girlfriend has grown into something I never thought I could experience. She confessed to me that she has no desires for other men anymore, that I satisfy her in ways no man has before. I was her first to experience an orgasm with during sex. I don’t say that to suggest I am a stud, but I think about how special that level of trust and intimacy is which we have been able to reach together. My girlfriend has never pursued casual sex; in fact, she has had fewer sexual partners than I. And I know that shouldn’t matter to me, but I think if have become uniquely infatuated with the idea that it makes the intimacy we share feel so special.
I have done so much work to deprogram the idea of monogamy, and yet here I am experiencing the truest and most convincing joy of my life with this woman who is not at all what I thought I wanted, but who is everything I was taught to love during my upbringing. Almost like refugees hiding in plain sight, we share ideas about traditional values and religion with each other that we don’t dare share with others because they don’t understand.
My wife has embraced a modern suburban lifestyle in a hip city; we drive an EV, we recycle and compost. I do my best; I wash the yogurt caps to recycle 2 grams of aluminum, I gave up paper plates, and plastic spoons for the kids’ snacks… But I feel like a robot, like I am not actually living the way I was made to live. Not long ago, I developed a soft interest in homesteading. My wife thinks such an idea is ridiculous; in contrast, when I talk to my girlfriend about it, I am filled with inspiration and excitement. That is just one example of what my life has become. My wife and I have become disconnected, moving in different directions. We’ve not had sex in months, and I find that I have largely lost the desire to do so. And I am struggling with fantasies about a life I could have had if I had met my girlfriend when we were young.
I sat down and had a conversation with my wife about this, and it did not go well… She tells me that I am breaking her heart, and I do not know what to do.