Forgive the essay. There's an actual question here. For the impatient, I've bolded it.
Fifteen years ago, I met a girl. We became best friends shortly thereafter.
It was not love at first sight. But I did fall in love with her. But by the time I told her, it was too late. She already had a boyfriend. She couldn't wait to tell me. She was so happy. She married him, too. I was her guest of honor.
I did tell her how I felt then, shortly after she got the boyfriend, before their marriage. That was a decade ago. He answer then was no. She wasn't in love with me.
I expected that we would drift apart, and that I would forget about her. I did not. We always maintained a friendship.
Then she moved practically next door. Hardly more than a block from me. And then things began to get interesting. We were still just friends, but we did to hang out together quite a lot.
Then... she got pregnant (by her husband), had a baby, and started breastfeeding. In front of me. And things got really interesting. That was about 18 months ago. I had never fallen out of love with her.
One day, a chance comment brought a whole new possibility. The kid was treating Mommy's boobs more as a toy than a food source just then. "You'd never let me to that, would you?" I said.
"Probably not." A pause. "But I can envision a scenario that would require careful negotiations with my husband."
Three days later I asked her if she'd really meant that, and if she loved me, too. This time the answer was more complicated, but boiled down to yes.
She wanted a year to think about it, though. And didn't want me to bring it up till then.
Well, it took only a couple months. She did ask her husband. He actually agreed easily. Of all things, he was happier about it than either of us.
So we went there.
Now things are complicated. Not between us so much, but between the world at large. She's the only girl I've ever loved. And likely will ever love. And we can be a couple... but not publicly. And that's eating me up.
In the intervening years, I've been pretty well asexual. Not really by choice. But there just WASN'T anybody who I was really able to fall in love with. And I think sex without love is pretty pointless. I didn't want that. People around me tend to think I'm gay (which isn't so bad anymore)... or... nevermind. Which is.
I want a public relationship. Badly. How to come out of the closet? Without ruining anybody's life or job in the process. Her job is the biggest concern. She works for the police (not as a cop, a secretary of sorts). Her coworkers tend to be conservative.
And then there's the child, whom I adore. She's still pre-verbal. How to behave? Not only am I new to poly, this is my first real relationship of any kind. I haven't have the faintest clue how to handle this.
Feeling lost. And confused. And I want for all the world for things to go well with her. I would not have ever considered a relationship of this kind if there was another way I could be with her. But I've had a too-long case of unrequited love. And a miraculous second chance. And it's not unrequited anymore.
Now what?
Fifteen years ago, I met a girl. We became best friends shortly thereafter.
It was not love at first sight. But I did fall in love with her. But by the time I told her, it was too late. She already had a boyfriend. She couldn't wait to tell me. She was so happy. She married him, too. I was her guest of honor.
I did tell her how I felt then, shortly after she got the boyfriend, before their marriage. That was a decade ago. He answer then was no. She wasn't in love with me.
I expected that we would drift apart, and that I would forget about her. I did not. We always maintained a friendship.
Then she moved practically next door. Hardly more than a block from me. And then things began to get interesting. We were still just friends, but we did to hang out together quite a lot.
Then... she got pregnant (by her husband), had a baby, and started breastfeeding. In front of me. And things got really interesting. That was about 18 months ago. I had never fallen out of love with her.
One day, a chance comment brought a whole new possibility. The kid was treating Mommy's boobs more as a toy than a food source just then. "You'd never let me to that, would you?" I said.
"Probably not." A pause. "But I can envision a scenario that would require careful negotiations with my husband."
Three days later I asked her if she'd really meant that, and if she loved me, too. This time the answer was more complicated, but boiled down to yes.
She wanted a year to think about it, though. And didn't want me to bring it up till then.
Well, it took only a couple months. She did ask her husband. He actually agreed easily. Of all things, he was happier about it than either of us.
So we went there.
Now things are complicated. Not between us so much, but between the world at large. She's the only girl I've ever loved. And likely will ever love. And we can be a couple... but not publicly. And that's eating me up.
In the intervening years, I've been pretty well asexual. Not really by choice. But there just WASN'T anybody who I was really able to fall in love with. And I think sex without love is pretty pointless. I didn't want that. People around me tend to think I'm gay (which isn't so bad anymore)... or... nevermind. Which is.
I want a public relationship. Badly. How to come out of the closet? Without ruining anybody's life or job in the process. Her job is the biggest concern. She works for the police (not as a cop, a secretary of sorts). Her coworkers tend to be conservative.
And then there's the child, whom I adore. She's still pre-verbal. How to behave? Not only am I new to poly, this is my first real relationship of any kind. I haven't have the faintest clue how to handle this.
Feeling lost. And confused. And I want for all the world for things to go well with her. I would not have ever considered a relationship of this kind if there was another way I could be with her. But I've had a too-long case of unrequited love. And a miraculous second chance. And it's not unrequited anymore.
Now what?