I'm returning to fratching, after being gone a little over a year, so that I can vent.
Some of you who are on CS might remember some of the background of this story. I would have posted this there, but considering some of the subject matter, it's probably not appropriate for CS.
TL;DR: This is going to be a long-winded story that covers most of my adult life, concentrating on the events of the last two years. Subjects include love, sex, marriage, polyamory, money, gender identity, sexual orientation, homophobia, and sexism, and how these things relate to my marriage and its imminent dissolution. I'm not looking for advice - I pretty much know what I'm going to do - but I would appreciate any moral support freely offered.
My husband and I have been married 16 years, and together 21 years. We met when I was 17. He was the first person I had sex with, and for a long time, the only person. Up until the last month or so, he was my best friend. We agreed on many things and had much in common.
We each had an infidelity around the midpoint of our marriage. In fact, when I found out that he was talking about leaving me for another woman, I was going to leave him so that he would be free to be with her. When I told him I was moving out, he begged me to stay. He said it made him realize how much I loved him that I was willing to let him go so he could be happy. So I gave him a second chance, and we had many more happy years together.
About four years ago, we got into Second Life. I've heard people say that SL ends marriages, but in this case it was more of a catalyst or vehicle than the cause of our split. My husband developed a close relationship with a woman he met on SL (screen name Cat). He seemed to assume that I would be ok with it because it was an online-only relationship. He never actually discussed it with me, but he didn't hide the relationship from me, either. I was surprised when I realized that it didn't bother me to see him with her (in pixel form - they never met in "meatspace"). When I saw how happy he was when he was with Cat, it made me happy. I was there when he proposed virtual marriage. I stood up for him at his virtual wedding, to show my support for them, and for him as my best friend.
There's some other crappy stuff regarding the end of that relationship and my suspicions that Cat was not who she claimed to be, but it's not really relevant to the story. The only part that's relevant is that their relationship ended about two years ago.
While they were together, I read about polyamory on various websites and discussed what I learned with my husband. I downloaded "The Ethical Slut" and "The Polyamory Handbook" for my Kindle, and read sections to him so that we could discuss how we wanted to handle our polyamory. We agreed to open up our relationship to online relationships, with the possibility of adding "real life" relationships later. He encouraged me to seek a relationship on SL, which I perceived as him wanting to have parity in our relationship, out of a sense of fairness.
I met a man (screen name Tiger) on SL and had a whirlwind two-month relationship with him. During that time, I experimented with kink on various levels, since it was a safe and anonymous environment for such things. If I decided I wasn't enjoying something, I could always log off, though Tiger always respected my wishes, so I never had to. I did some things that I certainly wouldn't do in "real life" and some things that I probably wouldn't do again, even in a virtual environment. I never expected to get shamed for it, especially by my own husband. He still uses that relationship as fodder in arguments.
About a year ago, my husband met another woman on SL (screen name Ali). As an aside, I have noticed that all the women he's been involved with were about the same age when he met them - early to mid 20s. Ali was a dancer and escort at an adult club (I'm not saying this to shame her. It'll be relevant in a bit.) where Hubby was DJing at the time. I got the impression that she was immature and self-centered, and nothing I've learned about her since has changed that impression. Still, Hubby was happy when he was with her, so I didn't object to their relationship.
Ali and I got to know each other a little bit. I wouldn't say we were ever friends, but we got along well enough until about a month ago. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Ali and Hubby decided they wanted to meet in "real life," despite living about 1000 miles away from each other. In order for Ali to be comfortable with that, she wanted her RL fiance ("Al") and me to get to know each other. I felt like I was being pushed into a relationship that I didn't choose. Al later expressed the same thing. But I gave it a chance, and talked with Al by text and phone until we developed a friends with benefits type of relationship.
Just before we were slated to meet, Ali decided to quit escorting. Hubby and Al both said they were proud of Ali for quitting escorting. I tried to explain to them that the way they were phrasing it made it sound like there was something wrong with sex work, on general principle. Hubby backpedaled and said that Ali had been uncomfortable with escorting, that she had only been doing it for the extra money she made doing it. So he was proud of her for stopping doing something she wasn't comfortable with, I guess. He just never phrased it that way.
This past February, Ali and Al flew out to stay with us for a long weekend. There was lots of good conversation, general geekery, hanging out, cuddling, lots of sex in various configurations, and even a bit of kink. We used safe words because, although we had discussed limits, we wanted to be sure that those who were bound were consenting at all times. We all agreed that any one of the four of us could call off any or all activity at any time. When they had to leave, we were all sad. We agreed to get together again soon.
While they were visiting, I had my first sexual experience with another woman, during one of our group sex sessions. I've identified as bisexual since my early 20s, and as pansexual for the past few years (as I gained awareness that gender isn't binary). Until that weekend, my husband said I was merely "bi-curious" since I'd never actually had sex with another woman. (It took me along time to find words for why that upset me. Consider this: by that reasoning, is a virgin asexual?)
The four of us weren't able to get together again, but a little over a month later, we did a swap: Ali flew up to stay with Hubby, and I flew down to stay with Al for a week. What came out of that was Hubby's insecurities and jealousy. He tried to express that he missed me, but the way it came out was that he was worried that Al was "fulfilling my needs" better than he did. Granted, my relationship with Al was new and exciting, and Al is more into kink than my hubby is, but I was not feeling the friendship closeness that I did with Hubby. The two relationships were different. I didn't want to rank them, as I felt my husband was trying to force me to do. I considered my relationship with my husband to be primary, so I did my best to give him as much attention as I could. It was never enough, though. He constantly said that he felt that I wasn't "putting him first."
At this point, I want to describe two other relationships that I have, both of which started in SL. I met Steve (again, his screen name) when Hubby and Ali's relationship was still new. We got to talking about some of the sci-fi likes I had listed on my profile, and the relationship grew from there. In many ways, it is a friends with benefits type of relationship, since we agree that we're friends first and lovers second. At first, Hubby encouraged my relationship with Steve, but as it grew nearer to the time for Ali and Al to visit, he tried to get me to spend less time with Steve and more time with Al. I still feel like he did that more to protect his relationship with Ali and not because he thought Al and I were a good couple.
The last relationship I want to talk about is, in some ways, the most important to this story. I met Mycha about three years ago, before Hubby met Cat. I still remember the first time I saw his avatar. He stuck out because of the mix of masculine and feminine traits he displayed. I was wearing something steampunk that night, and he IMed me to comment on it. We talked for a while, developing this casual friendship that remained the same for nearly two years.
It wasn't until after my relationship with Tiger ended and I needed someone to talk to that my relationship with Mycha really developed. We talked about polyamory, sexual orientation, and gender identity. He has been a guide of sorts as I explore polyamory. He has encouraged me to make choices that make me happy, and not to conform to what society or tradition say I should do. He has supported me in my relationship with my husband, both when we were adjusting to a relationship with polyamory added to it and now as that relationship has broken down. But I'm getting ahead of myself again.
Mycha identifies as genderqueer and bisexual. I won't get into the discussions we had about his background, despite the relative anonymity of this forum, out of respect for Mycha. But it'll become relevant in a bit.
Some of you who are on CS might remember some of the background of this story. I would have posted this there, but considering some of the subject matter, it's probably not appropriate for CS.
TL;DR: This is going to be a long-winded story that covers most of my adult life, concentrating on the events of the last two years. Subjects include love, sex, marriage, polyamory, money, gender identity, sexual orientation, homophobia, and sexism, and how these things relate to my marriage and its imminent dissolution. I'm not looking for advice - I pretty much know what I'm going to do - but I would appreciate any moral support freely offered.
My husband and I have been married 16 years, and together 21 years. We met when I was 17. He was the first person I had sex with, and for a long time, the only person. Up until the last month or so, he was my best friend. We agreed on many things and had much in common.
We each had an infidelity around the midpoint of our marriage. In fact, when I found out that he was talking about leaving me for another woman, I was going to leave him so that he would be free to be with her. When I told him I was moving out, he begged me to stay. He said it made him realize how much I loved him that I was willing to let him go so he could be happy. So I gave him a second chance, and we had many more happy years together.
About four years ago, we got into Second Life. I've heard people say that SL ends marriages, but in this case it was more of a catalyst or vehicle than the cause of our split. My husband developed a close relationship with a woman he met on SL (screen name Cat). He seemed to assume that I would be ok with it because it was an online-only relationship. He never actually discussed it with me, but he didn't hide the relationship from me, either. I was surprised when I realized that it didn't bother me to see him with her (in pixel form - they never met in "meatspace"). When I saw how happy he was when he was with Cat, it made me happy. I was there when he proposed virtual marriage. I stood up for him at his virtual wedding, to show my support for them, and for him as my best friend.
There's some other crappy stuff regarding the end of that relationship and my suspicions that Cat was not who she claimed to be, but it's not really relevant to the story. The only part that's relevant is that their relationship ended about two years ago.
While they were together, I read about polyamory on various websites and discussed what I learned with my husband. I downloaded "The Ethical Slut" and "The Polyamory Handbook" for my Kindle, and read sections to him so that we could discuss how we wanted to handle our polyamory. We agreed to open up our relationship to online relationships, with the possibility of adding "real life" relationships later. He encouraged me to seek a relationship on SL, which I perceived as him wanting to have parity in our relationship, out of a sense of fairness.
I met a man (screen name Tiger) on SL and had a whirlwind two-month relationship with him. During that time, I experimented with kink on various levels, since it was a safe and anonymous environment for such things. If I decided I wasn't enjoying something, I could always log off, though Tiger always respected my wishes, so I never had to. I did some things that I certainly wouldn't do in "real life" and some things that I probably wouldn't do again, even in a virtual environment. I never expected to get shamed for it, especially by my own husband. He still uses that relationship as fodder in arguments.
About a year ago, my husband met another woman on SL (screen name Ali). As an aside, I have noticed that all the women he's been involved with were about the same age when he met them - early to mid 20s. Ali was a dancer and escort at an adult club (I'm not saying this to shame her. It'll be relevant in a bit.) where Hubby was DJing at the time. I got the impression that she was immature and self-centered, and nothing I've learned about her since has changed that impression. Still, Hubby was happy when he was with her, so I didn't object to their relationship.
Ali and I got to know each other a little bit. I wouldn't say we were ever friends, but we got along well enough until about a month ago. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Ali and Hubby decided they wanted to meet in "real life," despite living about 1000 miles away from each other. In order for Ali to be comfortable with that, she wanted her RL fiance ("Al") and me to get to know each other. I felt like I was being pushed into a relationship that I didn't choose. Al later expressed the same thing. But I gave it a chance, and talked with Al by text and phone until we developed a friends with benefits type of relationship.
Just before we were slated to meet, Ali decided to quit escorting. Hubby and Al both said they were proud of Ali for quitting escorting. I tried to explain to them that the way they were phrasing it made it sound like there was something wrong with sex work, on general principle. Hubby backpedaled and said that Ali had been uncomfortable with escorting, that she had only been doing it for the extra money she made doing it. So he was proud of her for stopping doing something she wasn't comfortable with, I guess. He just never phrased it that way.
This past February, Ali and Al flew out to stay with us for a long weekend. There was lots of good conversation, general geekery, hanging out, cuddling, lots of sex in various configurations, and even a bit of kink. We used safe words because, although we had discussed limits, we wanted to be sure that those who were bound were consenting at all times. We all agreed that any one of the four of us could call off any or all activity at any time. When they had to leave, we were all sad. We agreed to get together again soon.
While they were visiting, I had my first sexual experience with another woman, during one of our group sex sessions. I've identified as bisexual since my early 20s, and as pansexual for the past few years (as I gained awareness that gender isn't binary). Until that weekend, my husband said I was merely "bi-curious" since I'd never actually had sex with another woman. (It took me along time to find words for why that upset me. Consider this: by that reasoning, is a virgin asexual?)
The four of us weren't able to get together again, but a little over a month later, we did a swap: Ali flew up to stay with Hubby, and I flew down to stay with Al for a week. What came out of that was Hubby's insecurities and jealousy. He tried to express that he missed me, but the way it came out was that he was worried that Al was "fulfilling my needs" better than he did. Granted, my relationship with Al was new and exciting, and Al is more into kink than my hubby is, but I was not feeling the friendship closeness that I did with Hubby. The two relationships were different. I didn't want to rank them, as I felt my husband was trying to force me to do. I considered my relationship with my husband to be primary, so I did my best to give him as much attention as I could. It was never enough, though. He constantly said that he felt that I wasn't "putting him first."
At this point, I want to describe two other relationships that I have, both of which started in SL. I met Steve (again, his screen name) when Hubby and Ali's relationship was still new. We got to talking about some of the sci-fi likes I had listed on my profile, and the relationship grew from there. In many ways, it is a friends with benefits type of relationship, since we agree that we're friends first and lovers second. At first, Hubby encouraged my relationship with Steve, but as it grew nearer to the time for Ali and Al to visit, he tried to get me to spend less time with Steve and more time with Al. I still feel like he did that more to protect his relationship with Ali and not because he thought Al and I were a good couple.
The last relationship I want to talk about is, in some ways, the most important to this story. I met Mycha about three years ago, before Hubby met Cat. I still remember the first time I saw his avatar. He stuck out because of the mix of masculine and feminine traits he displayed. I was wearing something steampunk that night, and he IMed me to comment on it. We talked for a while, developing this casual friendship that remained the same for nearly two years.
It wasn't until after my relationship with Tiger ended and I needed someone to talk to that my relationship with Mycha really developed. We talked about polyamory, sexual orientation, and gender identity. He has been a guide of sorts as I explore polyamory. He has encouraged me to make choices that make me happy, and not to conform to what society or tradition say I should do. He has supported me in my relationship with my husband, both when we were adjusting to a relationship with polyamory added to it and now as that relationship has broken down. But I'm getting ahead of myself again.
Mycha identifies as genderqueer and bisexual. I won't get into the discussions we had about his background, despite the relative anonymity of this forum, out of respect for Mycha. But it'll become relevant in a bit.
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