WarMan
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Thank you all for your comments concerning how to best deal with Monkey. Things are changing rapidly there, I hope for the better.
She told me the other day "It's OK, I figured it out. She's the girlfriend and she wins. I shouldn't try to compete for time or attention." Which...wasn't exactly the lesson I was hoping she'd take away, but it was better than the alternatives so... baby steps.
Man, it's been emotional lately. The monkey stuff I've talked about until I don't wanna discuss it anymore. Suffice to say we are limiting the time we're spending together even more. I'm probably seeing her less than half of what I was before I started dating Bluebird. Maybe that's good. I would be lying though, if I didn't say that I find that scary, because if things don't work out for some reason with Bluebird, I'll be alone for 90% of my time. For someone like me, that's a really bad place to be. (Before anyone says "well just make more friends" I don't do that. I've only ever had 2 or 3 good friends at a time, my entire life. Some people aim for quantity of friends, but I'm more a quality person. If I call you my friend, you can have an organ if you need it.) It's scary, but I guess it's a consequence I'll have to face if that happens. I guess you can't make a leap of faith while clinging to the safety of the wall, but it sure feels scary.
Emotional. Bluebird...man, that's been crazy too. I've been so busy lately with Work and other stuff. It's 1:15 in the morning and I have work tomorrow, but I felt like I needed to get some stuff out. Which is a long winded way of saying that so much has happened with Bluebird that I'm sure to leave some out. Maybe I'll just go with the most recent.
Bluebird and I went to dinner the other night, and during our meal I expressed a growing concern that I've had. I feel like although Bluebird loves me very much, exactly the way a girlfriend should love a boyfriend, as far as our activities together, I'm basically filling the role of a FWB. I pick her up, we go out, eat dinner, have a date then back to some bed or other for sex. Rinse and repeat. (I can hear some of my guy friends playing "the world's smallest violin" and saying "OH! We feel SO fucking sorry for you! How do you live with only having fun dates and awesome sex and no responsibilities?!" Yeah, yeah, but I want more than that. Bluebird is amazing.)
This observation seemed to really upset Bluebird. I hadn't meant for it to. So we talked for a while about our options. I explained that I felt like while the relationship escalator was something I was interested in, I felt like I might not have time to let it take it's natural course before she and her spouses decided it was time to leave. This also upset her, because she thought that I was saying that I was faking all this enthusiasm out of a desire to not lose her. I said no, that if I lost her, that would be what it was, but that I certainly didn't want that to happen, and it was something I was afraid of. Specifically, I was afraid that it would happen precisely because I was unwilling to artificially accelerate things to "tie myself" to her and her family. I expressed that I felt like there wasn't really room in her life for me to ever show my real mettle, outside of dates because if anything arose that she needed a partner for, she already had two who usually made more sense to call on. If one partner didn't want or couldn't have her sleep with them, she wasn't going to call me. Instead she'll pad 1o feet down the hall to the other husband. If she needed a ride somewhere, or any help, I won't be the guy to call, because I'm financially, relationshipally (yes, it's a word, don't worry about looking it up) temporally and geographically more distant than the other two guys. What significant life activity besides dating will we ever do together? When she dated Darkknight, it was just the two of them. There was lots to deal with, but they did it together. It wasn't all fun and dates and sex. When she started dating PunkRock, She lived with him for half of the week (at least for a time). When Darkknight's father died, Punkrock was able to be there for Bluebird. The two of us? I'll never be...needed really, for anything. (yeah, I know, "she needs you just for you". But I think you know what I mean by needing real life experiences to form a real bond with a partner). I've since come to think of this whole thing as "#3 blues" There are shit-tons of things that are obstacles for us, for no reason other than I'm number 3. In the end, we said that while it was still early to be talking about it (Yes, we both said it, although readers of Bluebird's journal might think it was only her that spoke of caution at this early stage, grrrr) we would cautiously approach the idea of me cohabitating with them. I suggested and it was agreed that we table that until after the holidays and see if we even still liked each other after all that.
Later Bluebird and I went and saw a play at the local playhouse. Her husband Darkknight was in it, and it was really excellent. There was the usual weirdness of being out with Bluebird in a place where people knew her, but weren't aware that she was poly, and a few looks by people who saw her holding hands and kissing both of us, but nothing major. The show was great, and the company was better. I really enjoy hanging out with Darkknight. He's one of those people who just always seems happy and calm. No wonder Bluebird likes him.
Later that night on the ride home, Bluebird casually mentioned that she was going to be alone all afternoon Sunday. I said "Why don't you come over and hang with me at Monkey's house for a few of those hours?" This began a long and upsetting argument. Bluebird basically took the approach that I was being a troublemaker, that Monkey wouldn't like that, and that I shouldn't rock the boat. I took the approach that I was sick and fucking tired of worrying about what Monkey wanted, and having her dictate when I could and couldn't spend time with my girlfriend. I pointed out that Monkey would have her SO present, so why not mine? I also pointed out that it was never my understanding that this would be private "Monkey and Warman" time. Only that she could expect that I would be there to hang out on Sundays. I got a bit heated and annoyed. After a few minutes I said 'OK, I won't ask her, no big deal" and was ready to let it go, but Bluebird wasn't and she kept bringing up other points. We were almost to my doorstep, and she said "where did our nice night go? This discussion has ruined it." I said "Really? This little talk ruined our entire night out?" She opined that it at least WAS ruining it. I pointed out to her that she was the one who insisted on having the talk, and continueing it. I then offered to take her home, if she was no longer in the mood to spend the night with me. This was the first of my major mistakes which I made in complete ignorance. She declined my offer and said she wanted to stay with me. I agreed and said I was glad, that I wanted her to stay also. At this point I considered the matter over. As you ladies out there may have guessed at this point, I'm kinda dumb.
(continued in part 2)
She told me the other day "It's OK, I figured it out. She's the girlfriend and she wins. I shouldn't try to compete for time or attention." Which...wasn't exactly the lesson I was hoping she'd take away, but it was better than the alternatives so... baby steps.
Man, it's been emotional lately. The monkey stuff I've talked about until I don't wanna discuss it anymore. Suffice to say we are limiting the time we're spending together even more. I'm probably seeing her less than half of what I was before I started dating Bluebird. Maybe that's good. I would be lying though, if I didn't say that I find that scary, because if things don't work out for some reason with Bluebird, I'll be alone for 90% of my time. For someone like me, that's a really bad place to be. (Before anyone says "well just make more friends" I don't do that. I've only ever had 2 or 3 good friends at a time, my entire life. Some people aim for quantity of friends, but I'm more a quality person. If I call you my friend, you can have an organ if you need it.) It's scary, but I guess it's a consequence I'll have to face if that happens. I guess you can't make a leap of faith while clinging to the safety of the wall, but it sure feels scary.
Emotional. Bluebird...man, that's been crazy too. I've been so busy lately with Work and other stuff. It's 1:15 in the morning and I have work tomorrow, but I felt like I needed to get some stuff out. Which is a long winded way of saying that so much has happened with Bluebird that I'm sure to leave some out. Maybe I'll just go with the most recent.
Bluebird and I went to dinner the other night, and during our meal I expressed a growing concern that I've had. I feel like although Bluebird loves me very much, exactly the way a girlfriend should love a boyfriend, as far as our activities together, I'm basically filling the role of a FWB. I pick her up, we go out, eat dinner, have a date then back to some bed or other for sex. Rinse and repeat. (I can hear some of my guy friends playing "the world's smallest violin" and saying "OH! We feel SO fucking sorry for you! How do you live with only having fun dates and awesome sex and no responsibilities?!" Yeah, yeah, but I want more than that. Bluebird is amazing.)
This observation seemed to really upset Bluebird. I hadn't meant for it to. So we talked for a while about our options. I explained that I felt like while the relationship escalator was something I was interested in, I felt like I might not have time to let it take it's natural course before she and her spouses decided it was time to leave. This also upset her, because she thought that I was saying that I was faking all this enthusiasm out of a desire to not lose her. I said no, that if I lost her, that would be what it was, but that I certainly didn't want that to happen, and it was something I was afraid of. Specifically, I was afraid that it would happen precisely because I was unwilling to artificially accelerate things to "tie myself" to her and her family. I expressed that I felt like there wasn't really room in her life for me to ever show my real mettle, outside of dates because if anything arose that she needed a partner for, she already had two who usually made more sense to call on. If one partner didn't want or couldn't have her sleep with them, she wasn't going to call me. Instead she'll pad 1o feet down the hall to the other husband. If she needed a ride somewhere, or any help, I won't be the guy to call, because I'm financially, relationshipally (yes, it's a word, don't worry about looking it up) temporally and geographically more distant than the other two guys. What significant life activity besides dating will we ever do together? When she dated Darkknight, it was just the two of them. There was lots to deal with, but they did it together. It wasn't all fun and dates and sex. When she started dating PunkRock, She lived with him for half of the week (at least for a time). When Darkknight's father died, Punkrock was able to be there for Bluebird. The two of us? I'll never be...needed really, for anything. (yeah, I know, "she needs you just for you". But I think you know what I mean by needing real life experiences to form a real bond with a partner). I've since come to think of this whole thing as "#3 blues" There are shit-tons of things that are obstacles for us, for no reason other than I'm number 3. In the end, we said that while it was still early to be talking about it (Yes, we both said it, although readers of Bluebird's journal might think it was only her that spoke of caution at this early stage, grrrr) we would cautiously approach the idea of me cohabitating with them. I suggested and it was agreed that we table that until after the holidays and see if we even still liked each other after all that.
Later Bluebird and I went and saw a play at the local playhouse. Her husband Darkknight was in it, and it was really excellent. There was the usual weirdness of being out with Bluebird in a place where people knew her, but weren't aware that she was poly, and a few looks by people who saw her holding hands and kissing both of us, but nothing major. The show was great, and the company was better. I really enjoy hanging out with Darkknight. He's one of those people who just always seems happy and calm. No wonder Bluebird likes him.
Later that night on the ride home, Bluebird casually mentioned that she was going to be alone all afternoon Sunday. I said "Why don't you come over and hang with me at Monkey's house for a few of those hours?" This began a long and upsetting argument. Bluebird basically took the approach that I was being a troublemaker, that Monkey wouldn't like that, and that I shouldn't rock the boat. I took the approach that I was sick and fucking tired of worrying about what Monkey wanted, and having her dictate when I could and couldn't spend time with my girlfriend. I pointed out that Monkey would have her SO present, so why not mine? I also pointed out that it was never my understanding that this would be private "Monkey and Warman" time. Only that she could expect that I would be there to hang out on Sundays. I got a bit heated and annoyed. After a few minutes I said 'OK, I won't ask her, no big deal" and was ready to let it go, but Bluebird wasn't and she kept bringing up other points. We were almost to my doorstep, and she said "where did our nice night go? This discussion has ruined it." I said "Really? This little talk ruined our entire night out?" She opined that it at least WAS ruining it. I pointed out to her that she was the one who insisted on having the talk, and continueing it. I then offered to take her home, if she was no longer in the mood to spend the night with me. This was the first of my major mistakes which I made in complete ignorance. She declined my offer and said she wanted to stay with me. I agreed and said I was glad, that I wanted her to stay also. At this point I considered the matter over. As you ladies out there may have guessed at this point, I'm kinda dumb.
(continued in part 2)