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This week, I bring you tales of struggle. It’s hard enough to recover from a mistake in your relationship, but what if your partner refuses to let it go? On the other hand, what happens when you get bored by every relationship you start?
As a bonus, previous letter writer No Win Situation, he of the bi-curious girlfriend, is back to let us know what’s happened since we last heard from him.
Let’s do this thing.
Long time reader, first time desperate emailer.
In the third year of my marriage to my husband, I slept with his best friend. It wasn’t emotional. It happened once and was a culmination of several factors (finding my worth through the male gaze, thinking that I needed to test his love for me by hurting them, several other small reasons that don’t really matter in the end). I told my husband a day or two later. We stopped communicating with his friend but my husband stayed with me.
Fast forward to present day- we’re on our 13th year of marriage, have a 7 year old son, and a nice, comfortable, loving life together. I can say without hesitation that we are BOTH very happy with each other.
Recently I’ve been trying to lose weight but keep emotionally self-blocking/sabotaging my efforts. While talking with a friend to work out the whys I hit upon the fact that I was afraid that if I lost weight and started feeling good about myself I would be tempted to cheat again. I also realized that as the circumstances that led to the cheating are changed (and, more importantly, I myself have as well) I could confidently say that it wouldn’t ever happen again no matter the circumstances. It was a revelation to me that I was not the same person I was back then and in my excitement at my insight I told him all this. We tell each other everything so it seemed like the most natural thing.
He accepted this information with a sort of... angry amusement. He told me that A) every year in the ‘anniversary month’ of my cheating he becomes very angry with me and, looking back, I remember Octobers being a tough month for us but never really registering that it’s a yearly occurrence. I did know that in our worst fights I could see the unspoken anger at my betrayal in his eyes which he also confirmed. B) He says that he still hates his former friend with a depth of anger and force that is rare for my sweet, goofy husband. I pointed out that I, as his wife who made a vow to him, am the worse of the two and that it seemed unfair to hate a friend for sleeping with his wife and not hate the wife. He agreed that it was strange but simply said that’s how he felt.
I feel like, given his reaction, he hasn’t moved on. I understand we can’t go back to how it was before but at the same time, I’d like to do what I can to lessen his hurt. I’d thought time would help at least a little with that, but apparently I was wrong. Is there anything I can do to help him or should I just leave it alone?
Cheating is an emotionally fraught issue, 13 Years. It’s the sort of thing that can hit people straight in their insecurities. There’s nothing like finding out that your partner betrayed you to kick your soul square in the nuts.
The reason for that pain can vary greatly, depending on the person. For some it’s jealousy and fear, the worry that someone could take away this person who they love and care for and have invested themselves in. For others, it’s a primal “somebody touched my stuff” feeling that they may not be proud of. For others, it’s a fear that it means that they aren’t good enough; that they had somehow caused this infidelity by not measuring up to their partner’s expectations or needs. Or it could well be a feeling of loss of identity—their place in a couple being threatened because their partner isn’t the person they thought they were in a relationship with. Add in the simple pain of being lied to and you have a volatile mix.
While many affairs are relationship extinction-level events, not all of them have to be. After all, not all affairs are equal; serial cheating is very different from a one-time slip-up. In your case, it was the latter: a perfect storm of insecurities, mistaken ideas about love and a friend who should’ve well known better but did it anyway.
So you confessed, you’ve done your penance and you’ve gone out of your way to earn back your husband’s trust and repair the rift you caused. But based on your letter, I’m wondering how much things are actually healed.
The tricky thing about fixing a relationship after cheating or being cheated on is that it takes both parties to work in good faith toward healing. The cheater has to make their amends and earn back their partner’s trust. The person who’d been cheated on needs to be willing to forgive and let their partner earn that faith back. You’ve presumably done your part… but it sounds like your husband hasn’t. And that’s going to be a huge problem for the both of you.
It’s perfectly understandable that your husband was hurt and angry; you injured him pretty badly with what you did. That’s the sort of thing that’s going to leave some deep emotional wounds. But it sounds like he’s never actually let the wound close. Every October, he starts picking at the scab and keeping that pain fresh. He’s been hoarding his resentment of your actions like a passive-aggressive squirrel collecting hate-nuts for winter, and he’s unleashing it at you every year.
That ain’t good. That sure as fuck isn’t healthy, for him or for your relationship. To quote a wise man, anger leads to hate and hate leads to suffering. He may be your sweet and goofy husband most of the time, but unleashing on you every October and nurturing his hatred of someone for ten years is really troubling. That’s a ticking time bomb that’s been planted dead-bang in the middle of your life together and there’s no telling when that’s going to go off.
I get that his friend’s betrayal is galling. I can completely relate. To get personal for a second, my first serious girlfriend cheated on me with a close friend of mine. For months, even a year, I was angry enough to fuel a dozen Zynic albums and wouldn’t spare the fluid to piss on the guy if he were on fire. Two years down the line however, he was a non-entity to me. I didn’t hate him any more. I didn’t even think of him. He was just gone.
Your husband, on the other hand, is keeping that pain close, and that’s not healthy. Picking fights every October is him continuing to punish you for shit that happened a decade ago. Hanging on to hatred for someone who’s no longer in his life for that long is mind-fuckingly masochistic. There’s no good reason for any of it except to keep stroking one’s rage-boner.
If he’s taking your realization that you’re not the person you were ten. FUCKING. YEARS ago as something that’s just going to stoke the fire out of coals he won’t let go out? I hope he has the emotional intelligence to realize that isn’t healthy.
If you want to help him, then you two need to start talking to a marriage counselor. Someone who can help you two talk things through and give your husband the tools he needs to start letting go of his anger. And if he won’t do that, then you two need to have a conversation about why he won’t let go.
Good luck, 13Y. And write back to let us know how you’re doing.
I’m hoping you can help me understand something about myself that I have been having a hard time wrapping my brain around: I can’t seem to maintain my own level interest in dating anyone, despite how much I feel the drive to pursue them.
My adult dating history has been on an escalating scale of difficulty over the past decade, with each relationship getting more and more serious, and ending worse each time. Most recently (about 2 years ago now), I got married after only a short time (talking months of being together here) and we agreed to divorce after about a year when we realized how foolish the decision had been. Before that, I lived with a woman for 4 years until we simply lost interest in one another.
What I’m finding now is that not long into dating and talking to a woman, I seem to find myself overcome with total apathy toward the idea of pursuing her and it starts to feel like way more trouble and energy than I’m willing to give, and I just break off communication. Mind you, I do not ghost, but often times I just drop the “I’m really not feeling this, I’m happy to stay friends if you want,” type of thing. It’s also important to note I am not sleeping with anyone by this stage. A few dates and late night calls into the thing, I just wake up and feel like I have lost interest completely. In the past year and a half or so since the divorce, this has been the case for me on at least 4 different occasions.
The stupid part is that to me, I feel there is a fairly obvious explanation: that I clearly need space and haven’t given myself much time to breathe/recover/live since the past couple of relationships on my record. I have been told as much by my friends, and I would agree. I just started a new job and am about to move into a new place, and part of me feels like these things will help in the long run, so I got that going for me, which is nice.
But my question is this: Why the hell can’t I strike the right balance of drives here? I am clearly not trying to do enough to keep things going, even when I think a woman is funny, intelligent, gorgeous, a good person, and/or awesome to spend time with. And yet I keep putting myself in a position where I end up going out with and talking to a woman romantically only to shoot her down because of my own crossed wiring or some bullshit. I feel like I’m repeatedly contradicting myself and confusing/hurting women who don’t deserve it in the process.
It’s more confusing because my whole life I’ve always given my all to my relationships, and done everything I could to be 1000% committed to the love and passion that goes into being in love. Now it feels like I have absolutely no energy or desire to to any of that shit, but still find myself filled with the desire to be with someone else, and not just sexually.
What the hell is my problem? Perhaps I’m just looking at this wrong, but it feels like I have love to give, no will to give it, and can’t make up my mind as to which feeling to listen to.
Please help me make sense of myself, because I seriously don’t understand what I’m doing.
Acting A Fuckboy
There’re a couple of things I suspect are going on here, and they all twine together like horny snakes.
The first is that you sound a bit exhausted. A divorce can put you through the emotional ringer and not leave much in the tank for romance. If you’re still processing things, it may take you a bit to heal enough to have the energy and interest to give to someone new.
Which leads to the second possibility: I wonder if you’re not sabotaging yourself. You’ve had some bad experiences and a divorce in your recent past, and thsoe things can do a number on your psyche and your self-worth. Going by the way you’re describing things, you sound like you’re pretty down on yourself for having “let” these relationships go bad.
Sometimes, when we absorb a lot of self-blame, we subconsciously punish ourselves for our perceived sins. If you’ve put yourself in a place where you don’t believe that you deserve to be happy, there could very well be a part of you that’s not letting you get excited about the women you’re meeting. It’s that jerk-brain part of you that’s saying, “Yeah, she’s great isn’t she? TOO BAD YOU’LL JUST FUCK THIS ONE UP LIKE YOU RUIN EVERYTHING ELSE,” and shutting off the interest, just as you were starting to think that there might be some potential.
The third possibility—and one that frequently ties into the other issues—is that you might be picking the wrong women in the first place. It’s entirely possible that you’re pursuing women you think you “should” be into, even though in reality, the two of you simply aren’t compatible.
Sometimes we get it in our heads that we think we want a particular type—a party girl, a girl-next-door, the outdoors-y type, a Geek Girl—because… well, that’s who we’re supposed to want. They may be the type our friends go for or would approve of. They may resemble our exes and we’re just repeating old patterns. Or they may be someone we think we want because we see them as making up for some perceived lack in our own life or personality.
While they may be perfectly lovely people in and of themselves, they just don’t have that X-factor that stirs your heart and loins and trying to maintain the level of excitement we think we should have is exhausting when it’s just not there. So there comes a point where you just are tired of trying to prop up that feeling of “I should be crazy for this person!” when in reality there’s nothing there.
This could very easily go hand-in-hand with the idea that you don’t “deserve” to be happy. Your psyche points you towards women you know on some level aren’t right for you because you know it’ll never work. You go on a couple dates and you hit that same level of apathy; wash, rinse, repeat with an ever-shrinking dating pool and a vague emptiness in your soul.
Fortunately, all of these have the same basic treatment. Right now, the best thing you can do is to take a step back from dating for a bit and get centered. Like you said, you haven’t had a lot of time to breathe and process. If you want to heal, you should indulge in the most effective self-care known to man: getting your shit together. Get settled in your new job. Get into your new place. Build yourself a new life and let your soul recover. Spend time with your friends, catch some movies, hit the gym and do the things that just make you feel good about yourself. Give yourself a little rebuilding time—and I mean months, not weeks—and then examine how you feel about things.
That’s when you look at what all these women have in common. What drew you to them in the first place, and what it was that ultimately turned you off in the end. Maybe you just needed a break. Maybe you needed to pursue someone who wasn’t your “type”, but has that little thing that stokes your fires if you’d give it a chance.
But for now, just take a break and get your feet back under you. Love and sex will be waiting for you when you’re ready to get back in the game.
A while ago I asked for advice regarding my recently bi girlfriend, and her wanting to have sex with another woman. Just wanted to let you know how things went!
In short, fucking awesome. To be honest, not much changed. We didn’t do a threesome, per your advice, which I think was incredibly wise. We also didn’t go the polyamory route. I read the resources you recommended and quite a few others and we discussed it, but ultimately she decided on her own that her reasons for wanting to be with another girl weren’t the right ones for her to actually pursue it.
In talking with some of our bi friends, she decided that for her, sex with another woman was a validation of her bi-ness, because she felt she couldn’t truly be bi if she hadn’t been with another woman. The trick here is she didn’t really want to be with someone else, she wanted to prove to herself that she is bi (her words not mine). With the help of some wonderful friends and great YouTube videos she has become significantly more comfortable in being bi.
Overall it’s a been a wonderful learning experience for me too, as we (society) don’t talk much about what it’s like being bi, but I think it’s an important discussion to have.
I think we are more comfortable with each other now than we ever have been, and I know she feels way better now that she doesn’t feel like she has to hide anything. We decided to stick with monogamy because it works for us, and I’m just really happy to see her so much more comfortable with herself.
Thanks for the help Doc!
No Longer In A No Win Situation
P.S. it’s really fun gossiping about girls with your girlfriend, apparently?
Glad to hear it worked out for you two, man. Here’s to more happy times together for the two of you!
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