After much thought, I am considering talking to my husband about opening our relationship. Have any of you had this conversation with your spouse? How did it go? Do you have any advice?
Here’s where I’m at:
I love my husband dearly and he loves me. We have good emotional intimacy and are affectionate in a way that is never sexual. In all ways, except sexually, we are the best partners. I’m so lucky to have him.
We’ve been married for 17 years and our marriage has been sexless since almost the beginning. Prior to marriage, we had a good sex life.
I made a decision almost two years ago that I am going to accept his limitations and not ask him for what he cannot give. He feels terrible about not giving me what I need. There’s a lot of guilt there. But no action on his part to resolve the issue one way or another.
I don’t want to be celibate. And I would rather be open about getting my needs met elsewhere. (I have done so in the past, but not with his knowledge. Perhaps with his suspicion.) I just don’t want to live a lie anymore.
Oh, and the last thing is that I’m thinking about starting this conversation by writing it out so that I can read it aloud to him if my words fail me, and to ensure that I make all the points I need to make.
Thoughts?
After years of unwanted celibacy, followed by my wife's affair, ,,a year recovery from the affair with therapy, and then a return to celibacy, I called things quits.
My wife responded with the offer of an open relationship when she realized her amorous imagination had returned at the prospect of new partners and being single.
Her thought was, "The open relationship allows the freedom for me to feel sexual again so that I can
choose you." Interestingly, this was the second time she had pitched this angle with a live in partner. The first had ended in disaster and the end of the relationship.
As we were imminently headed for divorce anyway, I agreed.
Knowing that divorce was on the table, it felt like superpowers - like I could try anything and if it didn't work out, we could always divorce as plan B. I rationalized that as a newly single man from a celibate relationship, if someone fitting the description of my wife moved in next door and offered an open FWB relationship where we shard some meals and time together, I'd likely try it out.
I looked up every resource I could find on the subject of polyamory and ethical non-monogamy.
We favoured "open the relationship a crack"
Rather than "swinging", per se, we each tried to pick out what we intended as a longer term extra partner.
We discussed what and how that would come to be in our relationship.
We had many iterations - around, for example, how much involvement the other spouse would have in selection, or even in the live sexual act.
I agreed to
"don't ask don't tell" on my end initially because she didn't want to know what I was doing.
Immediately, it became clear that the onus was on me to keep it secret, while she immediately began to "suspect me of an affair" 100% of the time -setting up a paranoid and intensely toxic, resentful dynamic.
Eventually she discovered that I'd been talking to someone and had kissed her. It was someone much older than me and obviously not a threat to the relationship, but her relentless drilling me on what she'd posed as "don't ask don't tell" made things so unpleasant and burdensome for me that I was no longer interested in doing this. Any potential joy was sucked out and it made me feel like I was having an affair. It also seemed that this was her intention- to somehow draw a moral equivalency and post hoc justify her own infidelity.
The next iteration was about us having mutual paramours, both sides. It was very easy for her, as it is for most women - to find a partner quickly. I'm not unappealing, but it took me the better part of a year, while my celibate wife had a partner in addition to me.
Our rules - my rules were:1. I never ever want to have to explain this to the neighbors or our kids.
2. I never want to deal with a jealous husband
3. Whatever we do, we are still primary partners, including with sex. Meaning, if our own sexual connection does not increase - then we proceed with divorce.
4. No dissembling. Total truth - ugly and all, front and center.
5. Sometimes we need check ins and courtesy calls. THese are sacred. It might sound like "Are you ok" but might actually be "I need reassurance now."
6. We don't go into a situation without a plan or parameters.
7. We will know each others' partners, and we each have veto capability - no questions asked in the moment. Arbitrary veto making things impractical or impossible, means you don't support this and we go back to plan A. So exercise it carefully and with authenticity.
8. We do this together and with full transparency. Meaning, this discussion itself is not carte blanche to go out and get some but not tell. If either of us does that, it's cheating, and it's over.
9. From the get go, her former affair partner is off the table. No contact there at all.
What I found across the next two or three years of our adventures was that my methodical approach, treating it with care and caution, was widely considered to be the most successful within the "community". Mrs Apocrypha made a habit of routinely and repeatedly breaking almost every rule -- almost as if daring me to call her on it. It also became apparent that SHE was inclined to act with fierce jealousy when I was with my partner - sometimes violently, whether or not she had been with someone else herself.
My takeaway from this experiment and all the versions of it that we tried, was that the common denominator was that Mrs Apocrypha wasn't there for me.
It didn't matter in the grand scheme whether she was there for other people - she wasn't there for me.
At the end of the day, I was still in a celibate resentful marriage that was occasionally interrupted by sex with someone
else who wanted me.
No matter how much sexual freedom Mrs Apocrypha had - and she had experiences akin to Penthouse Letters - she regarded her marriage to me as a prison, and continually moved the goalposts on what she wanted and found new ways to express her displeasure at being married to me. She characterized our marriage as a constraint. In the end, the "relationship 2.0" became simply another tableaux on which Mrs Apocrypha would paint her displeasure at our association. It played out at home, in bed, when drinking, when sober, on dates, and in therapy. I objectively had more sex in my life, and she made as sure as possible that I would never enjoy it, and that I'd never enjoy it with her.
You can be in an open marriage, but still be in a celibate, dysfunctional marriage.
The addition of sex from the outside did not fix my problem at all - because
the problem wasn't the lack of sex. That was but a symptom. The problem was the contempt.
I might love my resort vacation to Belize, but it doesn't change the fact of where I live, day to day, you know?
I'm not necessarily against having open relationships of various kinds. I just don't see them as solving this problem in a sexless marriage unless one of the partners has a particular fetish for it and the other finds enjoyment in indulging it
with that person.