Something I've been meaning to write about for a few days but haven't had time...
There were several threads recently where women mentioned that they don't think poly women are ever truly ok with their husbands falling in love with someone else, or that they would never date a married poly guy because of the possibility of jealousy and drama from his wife. So I've been trying to figure out, am I that wife?
It's strange because there's this total split in my mind. When I read stories here or imagine Andy dating again, I get flurries of panic. But then I remember that my husband already has girlfriends and I love it and it doesn't bug me at all.
I think I just assume every woman is a cowgirl until proven otherwise. Or if not quite a cowgirl, someone who will eventually want cohabitation and financial support and kids from my husband. And those are things I don't think I could handle.
Stephanie was in Andy's life long before I was, and I never had any worries that she'd suddenly change her mind and want that stuff with him. Anna-Louise was someone we'd all known for years before she and Andy became close. Both of them are very independent and happily single (well, they both call themselves single but do what folks here call solo-poly). And both have made it clear that if they ever do seek a life partner, they want to be someone's ONLY full blown life partner.
With both of them, I have had zero jealousy and zero competitive feelings. They love Andy and make him happy. That's it. I don't mind that they sometimes need him to rush over in the middle of the night, or jump on a plane to go see a sick family member, or whatever. In fact I'm usually the one shoving him out the door.
But when I imagine some as yet unknown new woman, I freak out. I picture some woman conspiring against me, plotting to take more and more of my husband from me. Wanting to move in, or have Andy stay with her almost every night. Wanting kids with him, or wanting him to help raise the kids she already has. Expecting him to support her and those kids. Basically, I imagine someone pushing and clawing her way into my world, making me miserable and then making me the bad guy for not being happy she's there.
Why? Where does this fear come from? It's never happened to me or to anyone I know (and I know a lot of nonmonagamous people).
Andy and I have always been crystal clear on the few boundaries we have - no one moves in, no kids, no financial entanglements. Of course, those rules are meaningless, really. Either one of us could change our minds. The "big three" as we call them are just mutually agreed upon "if you do this, I will leave you so fast, I'll look like a cartoon blur" boundaries. But what if Andy didn't care? What if he was so crazy for some woman he would let me leave?
It's telling that I imagine this in the context of a scheming, manipulative new partner. Our marriage is solid, and happy, and I can't see Andy ever deciding to just give up on us. But I am afraid of some woman basically pushing me out by creeping past the few hard limits we have. I worry about Andy wanting the living together and kids thing with another partner, and me deciding to leave because the situation makes me miserable. I don't worry about *Andy leaving me*. I do worry about *me leaving Andy* because I don't want to live with another partner of his.
So maybe I am "that wife"... At least when it comes to potential partners I don't know. Guess I should be glad Andy hated online dating
