OK, grab an 'oh shit' handle and hang on, this is a long post.
So a lot has happened since my last post. So I will outline the major events, and then get into details on each one. Here they are in chronological order.
1. I made the decision to open up our marriage again
2. I turned 60 y/o this past October
3. My meds are not as effective as they were during the time of my last post (this is a big deal)
So, to the first point. DAG and I have not had sex in a little over 3 years. I am not getting my sexual wants met with DAG, so I decided to open up our marriage again, just to get my wants met with someone(s) outside our marriage. This sucks and here's why. I feel that our sex life should at least be active (even if it rarely occurs, at least we're having sex) before I venture out to enjoy intimacy with others. I don't necessarily feel guilty, but it bothers me that I have to go out and find a play partner, when I have a perfectly (OK, maybe not perfectly) good husband/partner to be intimate with. It plays into my wants from a marriage. One of the many reasons I married DAG was to at least have sex on the regular (again, it doesn't have to be often, but at least I know at some point, we'll be intimate). I got tired of searching for a play partner when I was single. So now what am I doing? Looking for play partners. I've talked about this with DAG and all he has to say is that he feels at fault. I asked him why he thinks it's his fault and all he can say is: it's his fault
I know this: he still doesn't feel totally connected to me emotionally. Since he is demi-sexual, it means he needs to be more (if not fully) connected to me in order for him to feel comfortable in having sex with me. Due to my mental health issues, it's still an issue with him (see below). Also, see my initial foray into being intimate with others below.
Second point. This past October, I turned 60. YAY! I made it to a major milestone. With that, DAG and I decided to throw a nice birthday celebration for me. Balloons, decorations and a personalized cake. We invited several close friends to attend. One person I invited, T, and I have known each other for 20 years. We kept in touch, but have not seen each other in person for that amount of time. I told DAG I wanted to have sex and spend the night with T. I was giving myself and T a birthday present (I was giving myself the gift of sex with some I love, and I was giving myself to him) DAG gave the thumbs up, without reservation. It was a very special night, for several reasons. First and foremost, several friends from out-of-state came to celebrate with me. I was humbled and honored by their presence. I was not expecting that level of love, but it happened and I am very appreciative of it. During the party, they went around the room and gave reasons why they appreciate and love me. This was not planned or prompted. They just did it. The love I felt was overwhelming and I got emotional. OK, I was crying. Did I mention the night was magical? It was magical! No drama, no cattiness. Just great conversation with everyone engaging with everyone else. I should turn 60 more often.
Now to the after party activities. The party broke up and people were beginning to leave. I had packed a small overnight bag, and left the house with T. We went to his hotel and we had a wonderful night of sex and intimacy. Leading up to that event, I felt awkward about going, due to what I mentioned above regarding me opening up the marriage. During the intimate time, I wasn't thinking about it. I was fully present with T and really enjoyed our time together. I thought about DAG and the fact he was alone at home (turns out he wasn't. I'll get to that), but I didn't feel guilty about it, as we had agreed for this to happen. The awkward feeling went away as soon as we entered his room. I let myself enjoy it and be in the moment. This is the first time I've ever had sex outside our marriage. DAG and I had threesomes before, but nothing like this for me. The next morning, T takes me home, drops me off, and then drives to the airport for his trip home. I was still in 'OMG, I feel great!' mode. So to DAG. As it turns out, Polo and a buddy of his came to the house after the party, and had 'fun' with DAG. So DAG has himself a good time too. While we didn't talk about that as a possibility beforehand, I didn't (and still don't) have an issue with that. I'm actually happy that he had a good time too. T and I plan to not wait another 20 years to see each other again. I want to go to see him at some point in 2024.
Third point. When my psychiatrist and I adjusted my meds (changed the anti-depressant and added an anti-anxiety med), it all came together. I actually felt happy. The depression and anxiety felt much better managed. The feeling lasted for a few months, but began to slowly deteriorate. Not sure why, but maybe my brain was getting to 'used' to the medication and the effectiveness was wearing off. With that, my 'evil' side started appearing again. Also, my old habit associated with my 'evil' side started appearing as well. Anger, from a sense of being judged, wronged and harassed by DAG, has shown up again. The anger drove my verbal attacks on DAG, which exacerbated the his feeling less emotionally connected to me, thus, extending the period of no sex between us. I am upset and ashamed for myself. DAG can be a pain in the ass, but not to the extent were my acidic and explosive responses are required. This hurts me more than anyone knows. I hoped that my anger issues were resolved by counseling and medication. They have not. I am working with my psychiatrist to adjust my meds, but so far, with limited effectiveness. This also plays into my fears of using meds as a crutch, not a solution. I am fine with being medicated for the rest of my life, but I was hoping this round of treatment would last longer than it did. I haven't given up, but damn!
Added bonus, because you deserve that! Bruiser continues to live in my head, rent free. That's four years of rent he owes me, the fucker! My therapist said I am paying him to stay. Why would I hold on to shit like that? There are still unanswered questions, which most of them won't be answered (mainly because Bruiser will never darken our doorway again. Yes, I said never and I have evidence), because Bruiser is the only one with the answers. Drop it already! Anyway, I'm having a discussion tonight with DAG about questions I know he can answer, because he has firsthand knowledge. Why did Bruiser give a half-assed (from my perspective) effort to get to know me/engage with me? DAG swears up and down he tried, because they discussed me and how to approach/work with me. I call bullshit. In my view, he had plenty of obvious opportunities to get to know me, and didn't take them. For me, he only tried twice. Once, while we were at the movies and the other was the infamous Gay Gaymergate incident (yes, we both fucked that up, but I was already on the throes of fully getting him out of my life, and that incident made my decision easy). You may be asking 'WHY WOULD THAT HELP, AND WHY NOW?' These questions about Bruiser have been nagging me for years, and the answers would definitely help me put Bruiser out of my head. Why now? Because I have been working with my counselor in getting that asshole out of my head, and that hasn't helped as much as I had hoped. So now it's the direct approach to DAG, no matter how contentious the discussion gets. He and I have a meeting scheduled for tonight for these questions to be laid out on the proverbial table. If anyone is interested, I'll post up the results of the discussion.
But wait, there's more!! DAG now has a new relationship which for now, has a sort-of sexual component (evidently, lots of heavy petting, but no actual sexual conact. Is 'heavy petting' still a thing?). I am very happy for him. In my opinion, he could use another relationship in his life besides me and Polo (Polo and I are on the outs, so I don't care about him anymore). Red (as he will be known from here on) came to our house from out of state a couple of weeks ago. He comes across as a really good guy. Granted, I've only been around him for two days, but the initial impressions were good. He even brought me a bag of ground coffee as an introductory gift. No matter the gift, the action was greatly appreciated! I know no-one needs to recognize me or acknowlege me as DAG's husband/partner, but if they want me to be engaged with them, they better come with something with which to acknowlege me. If not, then I am not engaging with them. So, back to the action. Red scored major inital points, and I am more than happy to engage with him. However, I have an issue in doing so: Competition. Competing for time with him with DAG. At this point, Red and DAG talk on the phone daily and text each other quite a bit during the day. On the other hand, Red and I rarely talk on the phone and we might text two or three times a day. Granted, Red has a very busy life (as explained by DAG), as he has several friends, aside from DAG and is very busy with his creative professional life. Which leads to this: He and DAG are really engaged, so Red is able to find some time during his very busy day to talk or text with DAG. Me, not so much. Red is telling me that he wants to be more than just friends (good friends, not necessarily any romantic component anytime soon), but yet, I might get a few texts from him a day. Those are mostly superficial ('good morning, how are you' type of engagements). Which leads me to believe he's not that serious in engaging with me, even though he says otherwise. In turn, I am considering not engaging with him at all, as I have my own relationships to foster. So why do I need to waste energy on someone who appears to not be really trying?
WHEW!!! I wrote a mini-novel. Fair warning, more to come!