smashthecrash
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Hello! This is my first time on any polyamory forum. I've spent countless hours in the last couple years studying polyamory, reading More Than Two, and talking about it with friends and my partner. As you can expect, nothing could have really prepared me for what opening up is really like. I feel like my situation is complicated by a few details, which I will try to present in the most concise manner possible.
When I met my partner S in 2013, we were both swept up in NRE. I was 29, S was 19, and I never thought it'd be more than another college fling. We discovered a much deeper connection through our mutual honesty and openness. We both matured quickly, as we had chosen sober lifestyles coming from alcoholic families. I was the first man she'd ever been with. When we started officially dating, I told her about my polyamory, and we agreed to keep a monogamous relationship to build trust until we were both ready.
It was, and is, the best relationship either of us have had by far. In summer 2014, we decided it was time to open up. I had graduated, with her a year behind, and went to grad school about 70 miles away. She was willing to try, but was very unsure she would be able to trust someone else enough to have a relationship with (she is demisexual, her relationships are heavily based upon trust) and also with the idea of me seeing another woman. We took it easy, looked into opportunities, talked about everything, but neither of us found any potential partners we were interested in. We talked and planned out how we would handle me seeing another woman, or trying light (non-penetration) threesomes with other women. Nothing panned out.
Around this time, she also purchased and read (most of) More Than Two. She did her own online research, and read and discussed what I shared with her. We would read the book together when I would visit her, and we talked about all of our worries, fears, anxiety, everything. She maintained that she didn't see herself being able to fall for someone new while she was with me. I was the only person she wanted, but she would try because she didn't want to control the kind of person I am. Coming out of NRE, we both still agreed that our relationship was still very strong, and this challenge of polyamory would be our final test as a couple.
In spring 2015, an exchange student named T became quickly adopted into her friend group at school. She told me there was a mutual interest, and I became very excited for her and us. These feelings were mixed with great confusion, based on her previous confessions of only ever seeing herself with me - very monogamous views. As you can imagine, when push came to shove last week, things quickly became scary.
Last Thursday, she ended up making out with him in a neutral place late at night. We talked over skype about before going to sleep. While I was in shock a bit, I was mostly curious and excited. She told me a bit more about it. T is a 19 year old Mexican exchange student from a well off family (S and I are both white, but it doesn't matter). He also happened to be a virgin. I went to visit her for an overnight the next day. We spent hours talking (about us more than anything), having amazing sex and intimacy, and I felt our relationship was stronger than ever. At first, she tried to explain she wasn't "in love" with me anymore - conversation revealed this to be NRE, a new definition for her. She then reaffirmed that she still deeply loved me. We established some guidelines, such as communicating how the relationship was going with all of us. She would be seeing him again Saturday night.
I let her know I had made the drive safe at 7pm, to which she instantly replied. She is the type of woman who instantly replies to texts (track phone = no call), and 99% of the time texts "good night" and "good morning" to me. Well, wanting to respect her relationship, I never texted her that night until 2:30am - well past when she normally goes to bed. She didn't respond. I followed up with "Sigh. Can't sleep." a bit later and she instantly replied, apologizing for not noticing my first text.
We talked it all out the next day, and everything seemed just fine again. Sunday we were both swamped with homework, but still sent me spontaneous messages about what she was up to. All clear. She would be seeing him again Monday night. We talked about moving too fast, and about NRE again. She mentioned that he's not ready to meet me yet, and isn't really comfortable with her talking about me with him. That raised a red flag for her without my imput.
Monday, throughout the day, went as normal. Around midnight, I sent her a message asking how her night was going - very normal for us. Well... no response immediately. Must be a logical reason. Over an hour later, she replies with a very typo ridden message that basically reads "hey love I got my shirt off might spent the night not sure yet". Between the time and typos, I asked her to call me (using the phone program we'd set up earlier). It was then the gravity of what happened hit her, and she admitted "I fucked up... bad. I'm so sorry". We talked for awhile, but I couldn't hide my distress. After all, this was the second time in a row she was with him and neglected my requests for prudent communication. In the end, we agreed to Skype the next morning, and I told her to spend the night with him, that I trusted her enough for that still. She ended by saying that she would talk about it with T and let me know how it went before she went to sleep. An hour later, she said they had agreed they were moving pretty fast, and that staying overnight could wait. I told her that all I wanted was to stay in the Loop, and we went to sleep on a good note.
However, I can't help the sinking feeling that this will end badly. Nearly all of our friends are surprised that he and I haven't met yet, especially considering T and S were friends for weeks before starting this. I suspect that she's getting very swept up in NRE, feeling confused about a lot of things, and underestimating the importance of communication when starting a new relationship. It's bringing out some ugly insecurities in myself. Further compounding the issue is T, where my growing suspicion (which I'm not alone in) is that T wants nothing but a monogamous relationship with her. Between that, S's confusion about poly, the 70 mile distance between S and I, and the multiple "mistakes" on her part, I'm much less sure that her and I can survive this.
On the plus side, she has exceptional social support, including a best friend whose parents are in a very successful triad. Her friends are my friends, and they are very supportive for both of us. Some that were in the dark were hostile towards her when they saw her with T initially, saying "S! Your boyfriend knows, right?" then calming a bit after. Prior to her pursuing this new relationship, we had come to the mutual conclusion that exploring polyamory - at first for me, then her as time went on before she met T - would be the last step before we decide to spend the rest of our lives together. Aside from that, we had virtually no problems. We saw each other almost every week, maintained great communication during the distance... we were both very happy.
I just don't know how to manage my own fears and insecurities. I've been trying to avoid setting rules and boundaries, but that will be the topic of discussion during our Skype call today. The breakdown of communication was the telltale sign of my last two serious relationships ending; one in cheating, the other in a sudden breakup. I'm still hopeful, and all of our supports reassure us we're doing this the best we can, with our honest communication. I do show my excitement and joy when she talks about her relationship with him - her happiness makes me happy. My biggest worry is that she will be swept up in the NRE, neglect her relationship with me, and the pain I will experience will drive us apart.
Please help me. I love her so much. I have for a long time. I wish I could be there more, but I can't. Is trying to arrange for us to spend more time in person together a good idea? I can't help but feel it's going to push her away, especially with the resource drain of a new relationship. I believe intercourse is still pretty far off, but we might not even last that long. How important is it that I meet this guy? I feel like all of these incidents are causing the focus of my relationship with S to be on T, and poly, and it's tiring for both of us. I've been working on myself too, being more social, working out, and it helps.
Summary thought: I believe I can handle a healthy polyamorous relationship - I'm just not sure if I can handle one with her.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Please tell me I'm not crazy.
When I met my partner S in 2013, we were both swept up in NRE. I was 29, S was 19, and I never thought it'd be more than another college fling. We discovered a much deeper connection through our mutual honesty and openness. We both matured quickly, as we had chosen sober lifestyles coming from alcoholic families. I was the first man she'd ever been with. When we started officially dating, I told her about my polyamory, and we agreed to keep a monogamous relationship to build trust until we were both ready.
It was, and is, the best relationship either of us have had by far. In summer 2014, we decided it was time to open up. I had graduated, with her a year behind, and went to grad school about 70 miles away. She was willing to try, but was very unsure she would be able to trust someone else enough to have a relationship with (she is demisexual, her relationships are heavily based upon trust) and also with the idea of me seeing another woman. We took it easy, looked into opportunities, talked about everything, but neither of us found any potential partners we were interested in. We talked and planned out how we would handle me seeing another woman, or trying light (non-penetration) threesomes with other women. Nothing panned out.
Around this time, she also purchased and read (most of) More Than Two. She did her own online research, and read and discussed what I shared with her. We would read the book together when I would visit her, and we talked about all of our worries, fears, anxiety, everything. She maintained that she didn't see herself being able to fall for someone new while she was with me. I was the only person she wanted, but she would try because she didn't want to control the kind of person I am. Coming out of NRE, we both still agreed that our relationship was still very strong, and this challenge of polyamory would be our final test as a couple.
In spring 2015, an exchange student named T became quickly adopted into her friend group at school. She told me there was a mutual interest, and I became very excited for her and us. These feelings were mixed with great confusion, based on her previous confessions of only ever seeing herself with me - very monogamous views. As you can imagine, when push came to shove last week, things quickly became scary.
Last Thursday, she ended up making out with him in a neutral place late at night. We talked over skype about before going to sleep. While I was in shock a bit, I was mostly curious and excited. She told me a bit more about it. T is a 19 year old Mexican exchange student from a well off family (S and I are both white, but it doesn't matter). He also happened to be a virgin. I went to visit her for an overnight the next day. We spent hours talking (about us more than anything), having amazing sex and intimacy, and I felt our relationship was stronger than ever. At first, she tried to explain she wasn't "in love" with me anymore - conversation revealed this to be NRE, a new definition for her. She then reaffirmed that she still deeply loved me. We established some guidelines, such as communicating how the relationship was going with all of us. She would be seeing him again Saturday night.
I let her know I had made the drive safe at 7pm, to which she instantly replied. She is the type of woman who instantly replies to texts (track phone = no call), and 99% of the time texts "good night" and "good morning" to me. Well, wanting to respect her relationship, I never texted her that night until 2:30am - well past when she normally goes to bed. She didn't respond. I followed up with "Sigh. Can't sleep." a bit later and she instantly replied, apologizing for not noticing my first text.
We talked it all out the next day, and everything seemed just fine again. Sunday we were both swamped with homework, but still sent me spontaneous messages about what she was up to. All clear. She would be seeing him again Monday night. We talked about moving too fast, and about NRE again. She mentioned that he's not ready to meet me yet, and isn't really comfortable with her talking about me with him. That raised a red flag for her without my imput.
Monday, throughout the day, went as normal. Around midnight, I sent her a message asking how her night was going - very normal for us. Well... no response immediately. Must be a logical reason. Over an hour later, she replies with a very typo ridden message that basically reads "hey love I got my shirt off might spent the night not sure yet". Between the time and typos, I asked her to call me (using the phone program we'd set up earlier). It was then the gravity of what happened hit her, and she admitted "I fucked up... bad. I'm so sorry". We talked for awhile, but I couldn't hide my distress. After all, this was the second time in a row she was with him and neglected my requests for prudent communication. In the end, we agreed to Skype the next morning, and I told her to spend the night with him, that I trusted her enough for that still. She ended by saying that she would talk about it with T and let me know how it went before she went to sleep. An hour later, she said they had agreed they were moving pretty fast, and that staying overnight could wait. I told her that all I wanted was to stay in the Loop, and we went to sleep on a good note.
However, I can't help the sinking feeling that this will end badly. Nearly all of our friends are surprised that he and I haven't met yet, especially considering T and S were friends for weeks before starting this. I suspect that she's getting very swept up in NRE, feeling confused about a lot of things, and underestimating the importance of communication when starting a new relationship. It's bringing out some ugly insecurities in myself. Further compounding the issue is T, where my growing suspicion (which I'm not alone in) is that T wants nothing but a monogamous relationship with her. Between that, S's confusion about poly, the 70 mile distance between S and I, and the multiple "mistakes" on her part, I'm much less sure that her and I can survive this.
On the plus side, she has exceptional social support, including a best friend whose parents are in a very successful triad. Her friends are my friends, and they are very supportive for both of us. Some that were in the dark were hostile towards her when they saw her with T initially, saying "S! Your boyfriend knows, right?" then calming a bit after. Prior to her pursuing this new relationship, we had come to the mutual conclusion that exploring polyamory - at first for me, then her as time went on before she met T - would be the last step before we decide to spend the rest of our lives together. Aside from that, we had virtually no problems. We saw each other almost every week, maintained great communication during the distance... we were both very happy.
I just don't know how to manage my own fears and insecurities. I've been trying to avoid setting rules and boundaries, but that will be the topic of discussion during our Skype call today. The breakdown of communication was the telltale sign of my last two serious relationships ending; one in cheating, the other in a sudden breakup. I'm still hopeful, and all of our supports reassure us we're doing this the best we can, with our honest communication. I do show my excitement and joy when she talks about her relationship with him - her happiness makes me happy. My biggest worry is that she will be swept up in the NRE, neglect her relationship with me, and the pain I will experience will drive us apart.
Please help me. I love her so much. I have for a long time. I wish I could be there more, but I can't. Is trying to arrange for us to spend more time in person together a good idea? I can't help but feel it's going to push her away, especially with the resource drain of a new relationship. I believe intercourse is still pretty far off, but we might not even last that long. How important is it that I meet this guy? I feel like all of these incidents are causing the focus of my relationship with S to be on T, and poly, and it's tiring for both of us. I've been working on myself too, being more social, working out, and it helps.
Summary thought: I believe I can handle a healthy polyamorous relationship - I'm just not sure if I can handle one with her.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Please tell me I'm not crazy.