BrianneGoddess
New member
I'm ready to tell more of my story. After reading many of the threads and stories here, I feel I'm in the right place to talk this through and hopefully find some kind of answers or at least the ability to feel less sad/angry/annoyed/ hopeful in a continual loop.
I've lived my entire life believing that Hetero Mono with a single partner is the ideal to strive for. That nothing else comes before this relationship and that you do whatever it takes to fix problems. My husband, let's call him Rock (cause he is my rock) and I dated for 6 years and then got married. We've been married nearly 11 years now.
As per my intro thread, in seeking to strengthen our marriage and help Rock through some of his personal issues, I grew closer with the woman I consider my best friend. Let's call her Wonder Woman. As she led and guided me into what I felt would work best for Rock and I (FLR), we grew closer and I became more and more confused at the feelings I felt growing for her.
One day she called me on these feelings - she saw them coming and recognised them way way before I did. And so began an incredible, intense and amazing time for me. A lot of soul searching, examining my own upbringing and ideas and thoughts.
She introduced me to the idea of Poly and we prepared to meet at last (she lives very very far away from me, another continent kinda far) - I was planning on telling Rock before even booking the flight. She was so confident that her husband would be happy for her, for us - because she has always shared her search for her female counterpart with him. And he was very supportive and seemed to be happy with us being friends who chatted every day for most of the day about every thing in our lives.
I made the decision to walk away from what I had known my entire life - this was the first time she indicated she felt responsible for this, even though I never ever do anything based on someone else. I'm not like that. I felt only peace, calm acceptance, and more love. It boosted my marriage, my friendships, my energy for everything. My children noticed that I was happy "for the first time in years, mom" was one observation.
I felt for the first time since early childhood totally and utterly like I was finally who I was supposed to be, and it brought only calm to my heart and mind. I felt home (if the concept can be a feeling not only a place). And every single day, every single interaction had me falling harder and deeper for her.
Forward to the day she finally told her husband. He did not accept it, he was scared that she would leave, he was anxious, he was jealous - of someone WonderWoman had never even met! He told her that he had never felt secure in the knowledge that she was seeking someone else.
And so she implemented, out of the blue, a total cut to all communications with me. For 7 days!! while she figured out if she needed me as much as she felt she did. I was devastated. From constant daily contact to nothing. The bottom fell out of my world, but I chose to trust her, to trust what we had, that it would see us through.
It didn't even take her that long to come back and tell me that this was not for her, that she had decided she only wants to be with him, that she doesn't need me anymore.
Please understand that I have never fallen in love quite like this, so I have never experienced heartbreak like this either. I was devastated and as soon as Rock saw me he knew something was wrong (damn increasing open and honest communication!!) and I blurted everything out to him while crying in his arms.
Poor guy didnt know what to do, but he comforted me and since then has done everything he can to help me feel better. He plays sad songs for a bit while holding my hand and then plays fun songs, goofing and making me laugh. He talks about her, encourages me to stay friends with her (yes after a steady stream of angry and hurt and highly emotional emails back and forth we managed to salvage our friendship and yes we are still in daily nearly all the time contact) and he is convinced that one day Wonder Woman and I will find our ways to each other.
He sees the bond we have. He recognises and acknowledges that there are things he is unable to give me and he accepts that she can.
He and I are both aware now that the hole in me is back - we never knew it was there before WonderWoman filled it and then emptied it again.
Wonder Woman and I avoided all talk about us for a while, only alluding to my conflicting thoughts and growth process - right now I'm mainly trying to figure out if I am indeed bisexual or if it was just her.
It's all very confusing for someone who until a few months ago had a rather straightforward, predictable (albeit a bit boring), and stable life.
So I guess what I want to know is, am I being a fool to keep hope that one day, someday this might happen?
Am I crazy for staying in contact with her? (please note that I don't know if I could cope without our daily contact)
Should I go back to my in the box boring self who doesn't feel hurt like this?
Should I be thinking poly / bi thoughts right now even when I'm so confused I struggle to sleep and often forget to eat?
And most importantly, how on earth do I stop the crying and aching feeling like a part of me is gone?
Any advice, comiserations, kicks in the butt or virtual hugs welcome right now. Cause I'm so miserable and heartsore that I'm rolling my eyes at my own silly behaviour.
I've lived my entire life believing that Hetero Mono with a single partner is the ideal to strive for. That nothing else comes before this relationship and that you do whatever it takes to fix problems. My husband, let's call him Rock (cause he is my rock) and I dated for 6 years and then got married. We've been married nearly 11 years now.
As per my intro thread, in seeking to strengthen our marriage and help Rock through some of his personal issues, I grew closer with the woman I consider my best friend. Let's call her Wonder Woman. As she led and guided me into what I felt would work best for Rock and I (FLR), we grew closer and I became more and more confused at the feelings I felt growing for her.
One day she called me on these feelings - she saw them coming and recognised them way way before I did. And so began an incredible, intense and amazing time for me. A lot of soul searching, examining my own upbringing and ideas and thoughts.
She introduced me to the idea of Poly and we prepared to meet at last (she lives very very far away from me, another continent kinda far) - I was planning on telling Rock before even booking the flight. She was so confident that her husband would be happy for her, for us - because she has always shared her search for her female counterpart with him. And he was very supportive and seemed to be happy with us being friends who chatted every day for most of the day about every thing in our lives.
I made the decision to walk away from what I had known my entire life - this was the first time she indicated she felt responsible for this, even though I never ever do anything based on someone else. I'm not like that. I felt only peace, calm acceptance, and more love. It boosted my marriage, my friendships, my energy for everything. My children noticed that I was happy "for the first time in years, mom" was one observation.
I felt for the first time since early childhood totally and utterly like I was finally who I was supposed to be, and it brought only calm to my heart and mind. I felt home (if the concept can be a feeling not only a place). And every single day, every single interaction had me falling harder and deeper for her.
Forward to the day she finally told her husband. He did not accept it, he was scared that she would leave, he was anxious, he was jealous - of someone WonderWoman had never even met! He told her that he had never felt secure in the knowledge that she was seeking someone else.
And so she implemented, out of the blue, a total cut to all communications with me. For 7 days!! while she figured out if she needed me as much as she felt she did. I was devastated. From constant daily contact to nothing. The bottom fell out of my world, but I chose to trust her, to trust what we had, that it would see us through.
It didn't even take her that long to come back and tell me that this was not for her, that she had decided she only wants to be with him, that she doesn't need me anymore.
Please understand that I have never fallen in love quite like this, so I have never experienced heartbreak like this either. I was devastated and as soon as Rock saw me he knew something was wrong (damn increasing open and honest communication!!) and I blurted everything out to him while crying in his arms.
Poor guy didnt know what to do, but he comforted me and since then has done everything he can to help me feel better. He plays sad songs for a bit while holding my hand and then plays fun songs, goofing and making me laugh. He talks about her, encourages me to stay friends with her (yes after a steady stream of angry and hurt and highly emotional emails back and forth we managed to salvage our friendship and yes we are still in daily nearly all the time contact) and he is convinced that one day Wonder Woman and I will find our ways to each other.
He sees the bond we have. He recognises and acknowledges that there are things he is unable to give me and he accepts that she can.
He and I are both aware now that the hole in me is back - we never knew it was there before WonderWoman filled it and then emptied it again.
Wonder Woman and I avoided all talk about us for a while, only alluding to my conflicting thoughts and growth process - right now I'm mainly trying to figure out if I am indeed bisexual or if it was just her.
It's all very confusing for someone who until a few months ago had a rather straightforward, predictable (albeit a bit boring), and stable life.
So I guess what I want to know is, am I being a fool to keep hope that one day, someday this might happen?
Am I crazy for staying in contact with her? (please note that I don't know if I could cope without our daily contact)
Should I go back to my in the box boring self who doesn't feel hurt like this?
Should I be thinking poly / bi thoughts right now even when I'm so confused I struggle to sleep and often forget to eat?
And most importantly, how on earth do I stop the crying and aching feeling like a part of me is gone?
Any advice, comiserations, kicks in the butt or virtual hugs welcome right now. Cause I'm so miserable and heartsore that I'm rolling my eyes at my own silly behaviour.