MasterChanning
Posts: 8
Joined: 10/26/2007 From: Florida, located in Alaska Status: offline
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Alright, I feel the need to tell my poly story, I'll warn it's not a happy one. I suppose that I could be the one to blame, but here goes... Background: Boy (Me) grows up in typical super religious southern household, hates it, (secretly) joins Satanist church in 8th grade. Boy is virgin until he's 19 when he meets girl, who is very sexual since about 16. They fall in love, boy diverges from parents' household, completely cut off. Boy has to join military because there's no jobs where they live. They get married before they leave. The Meat: They get sent to Vegas (instead of Alaska, what they wanted), but it's Sin City, great right? No. Boy and girl start fighting - constantly, like everyday. Life is hell. She starts talking about it to a good friend back home. Unbeknownst to boy they "fall in love" from sharing emotions, he was the best friend with unrequited love for her forever. He comes to visit with their other friends from back home. Drunken threesome happens. Not that great - to me, I'm not even Bi and he's horribly unattractive. During this year there are major sex issues. A New Chapter:After a year of Hell, they get sent to Alaska, resolve to change their lives for the better - no more fighting. Everything is great and wonderful for a while, fighting happens again. Girl brings up Poly, boy feels as if he owes it to her to be happy because of previous sex problems that he feels are his fault, and same for the fighting. Shit Starts Happening - Best Friend comes to Alaska, we house him. They fuck like rabbits - constantly, all day everyday. Boy and Girl hardly ever do. Girl and 3rd are sharing a secret about girl - She's "remembering" things that happened to her as a little girl, sexual abuse. She starts dissociating (DiD later diagnosed by therapist due to sexual abuse as a child). They eventually tell Boy. He's completely distraught. Girl and Third start fighting constantly comes to the point where the Boy doesn't even want to be around either of them ever becuase of the constant fighting. They break up he goes back to FL. At this point, I really don't know what to think about poly - it hasn't be portrayed very well to me, although after much research online, it seems to be a 50/50 whether it works or not. I start talking to a friend of ours, very beautiful girl - devout 24/7 slave. We kind of flirt back and forth a little for a while. Eventually with all the emotional crap in our household my now stone-cold, hardened heart melts completely in an emotional breakdown and I tell the girl I'm in love with her, she says "you need to talk to your wife about this". Smart girl. Wife flips the fuck out, crying and jealous, but after a day or so calms down and says it would be good for me. I talk to the new girl, she says "No, I'm not in a situation where I can have a relationship right now." She's previously told me she was in a poly relationship and it didn't work out at all, and that she didn't like the idea of being shared. It's probaby inevitable that she would have been and she probably knew that as well. Like I said, she's a smart girl, she's got a good head on her shoulders, I'm actually glad now that she didn't get involved. Life goes on. She hurts her back and isn't able to walk for 3 months, meets new guy online, starts going into her office to talk to him on Skype (he was reading to her- she's a big reader, so it was a big turn on, haha.) for 3-6 hours almost everyday. I'm lonely as hell most days. We never have sex anymore, maybe once every 2-3 weeks. I find out that I'm deploying in 3 weeks. Life goes on as normal. I leave, they meet, "hit it off" - all the time. She starts smoking weed, doing hallucinogens, etc. and starts being horribly promiscuous. She stops contacting me. One day she tells me that she's leaving me. We don't communicate well enough. We're different. She's different, I won't recognize her when I get home. She's moved out. Took the animals. I'll get home to alot of paperwork, divorce issues and paperwork, etc. in November. I love her, but she's going to do what she's going to do and nobody is going to stand in her way. She's always been like that. And now here I am. Deployed, Wifeless, slaveless. Trying to start new relationships, trying to (re)kindle relationship with Beautiful Girl, she's trying to move to finish tattoo apprenticeship, no time for me, despite my want to help her out so much, I'm paying her for a tattoo design, but I think I'll just end up sending her most of my money, so she'll have enough to move out asap. (It's just money, I don't need, I'll just be wasting it anyhow) I have the chance to fly home to FL for cheap, she might be there, no chanse I'll even have a chance, but I have 3 months to try. I have no idea how to pick up girls, I'm socially inept, haha. That's my story.
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