mountaingirl
Active member
Hello everyone!
I've posted a couple times on here so I'll try to keep the context of my situation brief. I'm in a relatively new poly relationship (less than a year), and as my husband is still getting used to the idea of me loving another man (we'll call my husband Joe and this other man John), John and I decided not to have sex so as to keep things moving as slowly as possible for everyone's sake (and, it's important to add, Joe actually requested that we not have sex).
While a lot of the initial stages of this relationship were unfolding, we all lived apart and emotions were often running high (as to be expected). I confided in a work friend of mine who lived close by, and it turns out she told someone else we work with (we'll call them E) who clearly doesn't have a great view on polyamory. John and Joe and I went to a party with them one night, and I'm guessing E had heard things about my life from this "friend" of mine, because E started a rumor that John ate me out on the couch... in the middle of the party... which makes literally no sense as we were all 3 together for the entire night. I don't remember anything even close to that happening, and neither do John and Joe (one positive note: Joe believes wholeheartedly that this didn't happen and John handled telling Joe so I didn't have to, which was cool). E told me he doesn't want John coming to his house again because of this (he threw the party that night). I cried when he was telling me this (because I was overwhelmed by information I had not heard before and feeling very attacked, plus I have had a man do things to me while I have been intoxicated that I later don't remember) and he literally said "clean yourself up, you're embarrassing yourself". He made it clear that he thinks I cheated on Joe with John and that he thinks I am less than garbage for that + that I am pretending to not remember it happening. I have tried not to let this get to me, bc whatever, this guy doesn't pay my bills, who cares what he thinks, no one believes him anyway since it's so ridiculous, but I will admit that this shit STUNG--especially with how hard the past year has been for all 3 of us. I let this shit get to me; I partly blame myself for confiding in someone I clearly didn't know enough and for making the mistake of thinking I was around the type of people that would be okay with me bringing my husband and my boyfriend to a party (even if I just introduced John as my friend). I have to see E and the fake friend at work and it's been rather difficult; my sense of self worth is way down. Yesterday John and I had a great day together, I was feeling very emotional, one thing led to another and we had sex. I immediately told Joe about it (THAT was hard, especially since we had just had a conversation about focusing on us), and am just layering on the self hatred right now. Joe is 'fine' with everything, he was initially very angry and then apprehensive of all the feelings of jealousy, rage, etc. that might accompany this incident, but things are a lot better today and John and Joe are hanging out together soon so I imagine they'll sort whatever they need to sort out regardless. I would like to add that I take full responsibility for my actions, so please no "wtf is wrong with you" comments. I know I fucked up. I also know this is long-winded; kind of wondering what other poly people do to be kind to themselves if treated this way, + if anyone has advice on handling mistakes when boundaries were established regarding what can be done with certain partners.
I've posted a couple times on here so I'll try to keep the context of my situation brief. I'm in a relatively new poly relationship (less than a year), and as my husband is still getting used to the idea of me loving another man (we'll call my husband Joe and this other man John), John and I decided not to have sex so as to keep things moving as slowly as possible for everyone's sake (and, it's important to add, Joe actually requested that we not have sex).
While a lot of the initial stages of this relationship were unfolding, we all lived apart and emotions were often running high (as to be expected). I confided in a work friend of mine who lived close by, and it turns out she told someone else we work with (we'll call them E) who clearly doesn't have a great view on polyamory. John and Joe and I went to a party with them one night, and I'm guessing E had heard things about my life from this "friend" of mine, because E started a rumor that John ate me out on the couch... in the middle of the party... which makes literally no sense as we were all 3 together for the entire night. I don't remember anything even close to that happening, and neither do John and Joe (one positive note: Joe believes wholeheartedly that this didn't happen and John handled telling Joe so I didn't have to, which was cool). E told me he doesn't want John coming to his house again because of this (he threw the party that night). I cried when he was telling me this (because I was overwhelmed by information I had not heard before and feeling very attacked, plus I have had a man do things to me while I have been intoxicated that I later don't remember) and he literally said "clean yourself up, you're embarrassing yourself". He made it clear that he thinks I cheated on Joe with John and that he thinks I am less than garbage for that + that I am pretending to not remember it happening. I have tried not to let this get to me, bc whatever, this guy doesn't pay my bills, who cares what he thinks, no one believes him anyway since it's so ridiculous, but I will admit that this shit STUNG--especially with how hard the past year has been for all 3 of us. I let this shit get to me; I partly blame myself for confiding in someone I clearly didn't know enough and for making the mistake of thinking I was around the type of people that would be okay with me bringing my husband and my boyfriend to a party (even if I just introduced John as my friend). I have to see E and the fake friend at work and it's been rather difficult; my sense of self worth is way down. Yesterday John and I had a great day together, I was feeling very emotional, one thing led to another and we had sex. I immediately told Joe about it (THAT was hard, especially since we had just had a conversation about focusing on us), and am just layering on the self hatred right now. Joe is 'fine' with everything, he was initially very angry and then apprehensive of all the feelings of jealousy, rage, etc. that might accompany this incident, but things are a lot better today and John and Joe are hanging out together soon so I imagine they'll sort whatever they need to sort out regardless. I would like to add that I take full responsibility for my actions, so please no "wtf is wrong with you" comments. I know I fucked up. I also know this is long-winded; kind of wondering what other poly people do to be kind to themselves if treated this way, + if anyone has advice on handling mistakes when boundaries were established regarding what can be done with certain partners.