I should preface this with I'm interested in a life long partner.
I've been having a rough week, so I was happy when my friend The Swinger started chatting with me. While catching up we both realized we're single. That got us talking about our long term goals for relationships. Looks like we are heading same direction, and our usual big deal breakers don't phase each other.
We made plans to hang out in person next week, and talk about this topic more. He's also mono, which I've never done before.
Later this week my rough patch bottomed out on the day I was supposed to hang out with my Friend with Benefits. We had some awesome communication about both being burnt out, and we needed the support to look like X. Luckily our styles matched, so I headed over.
I'm amazed how just being in a room with someone I trust mellows me out.
Anyway, he got his work done, got high, and we started bantering. At one point I joked about marrying him. It took him a moment to get it, and as I was explaining it was a joke, he exclaimed with the one pro he sees in marriage in a joyous fashion. I countered with how us getting married would throw a wrench into a life goal of his. He snapped back with a loophole.
I was dumbfound, he was being pro-marriage.
I would brush this off as drug fueled nonsense, but:
It's given me alot to think about, more than I can sort through before I hang out with Swinger. I don't know what to tell Swinger about my current situation, he just knows I have "a FWB who is gonna break my heart in five years". It might be the trauma bonding talking, but I'm starting to think...me and Friend could reach a level of entanglement that would be fulfilling for the both of us.
I worry that starting something up with Swinger means ending things with Friend; but pinning my hopes on words of the intoxicated is its' own brand of dumb.
Insight welcome.
I've been having a rough week, so I was happy when my friend The Swinger started chatting with me. While catching up we both realized we're single. That got us talking about our long term goals for relationships. Looks like we are heading same direction, and our usual big deal breakers don't phase each other.
We made plans to hang out in person next week, and talk about this topic more. He's also mono, which I've never done before.
Later this week my rough patch bottomed out on the day I was supposed to hang out with my Friend with Benefits. We had some awesome communication about both being burnt out, and we needed the support to look like X. Luckily our styles matched, so I headed over.
I'm amazed how just being in a room with someone I trust mellows me out.
Anyway, he got his work done, got high, and we started bantering. At one point I joked about marrying him. It took him a moment to get it, and as I was explaining it was a joke, he exclaimed with the one pro he sees in marriage in a joyous fashion. I countered with how us getting married would throw a wrench into a life goal of his. He snapped back with a loophole.
I was dumbfound, he was being pro-marriage.
I would brush this off as drug fueled nonsense, but:
I had an ex who asked if I would ever marry him during pillow talk. I brushed that off, assuming that he was in a haze, and wouldn't remember that later. Two years later I learn that he very much had his wits about him, and it was a turning point in our relationship.
My Friend has a track record of stuff akin to this while high, and repeating himself a few months later while sober.
I get very loose lipped while high (like super deep dark secret stuff) and I have reason to believe he's the same.
It's given me alot to think about, more than I can sort through before I hang out with Swinger. I don't know what to tell Swinger about my current situation, he just knows I have "a FWB who is gonna break my heart in five years". It might be the trauma bonding talking, but I'm starting to think...me and Friend could reach a level of entanglement that would be fulfilling for the both of us.
I worry that starting something up with Swinger means ending things with Friend; but pinning my hopes on words of the intoxicated is its' own brand of dumb.
Insight welcome.