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General Discussion » The Purpose of Sex » August 1, 2016 10:34 am |
I don't see much mention of this so I thought I would bring it up.
What is the value of having sex with a partner? When dealing with the issue of how to react to the coming-out of a spouse it is easy to get lost in the details. it took a long time for me to wrap my head around the notion that my wife was gay. "Wait, let me get this straight, you don't like men yet you say that you love me?" "You say you enjoyed sex with me AND you say that you don't like men? "You always knew? "So why did you marry me?" The questions go on and on when reality is challenged in such a profound way. It was then and it still is easy for me to miss the forrest for the trees.
So what about sex? What about the act of love making? What is the importance of this most primal representation of a sexual relationship. They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. That may be true for some but at least for me there is a much more direct route. The express lane to my heart is not my stomach. Making love makes me fall in love. There is biological, chemical, emotional stuff that happends which is designed to bring partners closer together through this fundamental act. This is part of God's plan for the act of sex. It is a natural and good thing
Sometimes I think we get too academic about our love relationships. I get caught up thinking about how much I love my LezEx. I miss her. I miss her friendship. I miss my children. I miss family. I miss the house and I miss the dog. I have read the stories of those who choose to stay together in spite of the sexual incompatabilty that comes with a gay spouse. While I would not presume to prescribe what is best for others pedantically lecturing them on how they should live their lives I would cry out for me to say "what about sex?" For me, sex is an important thing.
I do not take sex lightly. Like alcohol and other drugs, I know what it can do to me. In like manner, I know what sex can do FOR me too. I love lo
Support » Like a zombie » August 1, 2016 7:52 am |
Jason,
I stayed for a couple of years after my ex came out to me. I am not one to talk about what I should have done differently. I did the best I could at the time. I do not regret that best effort even though the person that I am now would react differently. The thing that finally pushed me out was the realization that I was setting a bad example for my children. What would I have wanted them to do had they found themselves in a similar situation. Once I removed myself from the quotient and saw it third person it was obvious to me that how I had been living was wrong for me. Now, to be fair to your situation, there is more to my story than is told in this simple reduction. You have to do what you think is best for you. Trust yourself. Listen to your core values, not just your heart. It will come to you.
Support » Not outing you. Outing me. » July 11, 2016 12:15 am |
Hello All,
I have been away from Internet connection for a few days. I took one of my daughters and some of her friends to the river. No cell and no internet in those parts. Instead, I spent my alone time reading "The Other Side of the Closet" by Amity Pierce Buxton. I, like "Frustrated" and likely a few more of you, was looking for expert advice on outing my ex to my children. Much of the advice that can be gleaned from the read is anecdotal.
There was much to read though to get to what is most applicable to my situation. I think worthwhile though. It gave me greater depth of perspective about what is out there. It is leading me to put to rest any question of the impact my ex being gay ultimately had on the demise of our marriage. Yes, it was infidelity that was the line crossed which I could not tolerate. But after reading the stories of all those other people I know that, for me, I don't want to be married to a person who can't love me as a heterosexual woman. Even had my ex been faithful, I was not and would not ever have been fulfilled knowing (even intuitively) that my sexuality was not what she needed. Reading the varied stories of gay/straight relationships helped me better solidify my understanding of me on the sexual continuum.
Buxton does talk a bit about the impact of having a gay parent on children. The book is largely posed from the perspective of a straight female and a gay male relationship. What is unique in my situation is that I am talking about three daughters who are in the custodial care of the gay mom. Yes, the sex of the children and that of the gay and the straight parent matters. Age matters too. While she never says straight-out that it is better to disclose to the children that a parent is gay the stories that she tells where there are children of gay/straight couples always include emotional baggage. Divorce brings it to the fore.
It seems that when we don't tell our children when a parent is gay we propagate a
Support » Not outing you. Outing me. » July 4, 2016 4:41 pm |
Bryon,
I appreciate your thoughtful post. You ask a great question: "Why did I responded to my daughter when she asked if mom is gay by telling her to ask her mom?" I think the truth is that I was, and still am, conforming to what I perceive as the societal norm of not outing anyone. It seems like conventional wisdom says that only the gay person gets to out themselves. Sounds like Dr. Phil right? Part of it too is that I love my ex. I don't want to hurt her. And then there is some low self-esteem at play as well. Like I said, you asked a great question. I love the reference to Thesolonians. Paul says much the same thing in Romans 12:2. I had not thought to apply that here. Something to think about for sure.
So why doesn't my ex out herself and be done with it? After I realized I need to move on with my life and that I want to do that in an open an honest way I asked her if she had told the children. This was maybe a week ago. She was shocked that I asked. She said she had not. She went on to say that her feelings lately have been that she isn't so sure that she wants to be in a lesbian relationship. She all but said that she wasn't sure that she was gay. Her words were carefully chosen to limit conviction though. She said that she missed being married and she missed being with a man (I didn't ask her what she meant by "being with a man"). At this point I don't discuss it with her. She and I have not spoken of TGT in over a year until last week. I didn't point out to her how sure she was about being gay when she confessed it to me. I did not remind her of the explicitness with which she described her attraction to the female form. I did not remind her that, until me, all of her sexual encounters had been with women. I didn't suggest that maybe what she missed had nothing to do with sexual attraction at all. She went on to say that there was no point in stirring anything up with the children as long as she is unsure about her sexuality.
Support » Not outing you. Outing me. » July 3, 2016 7:00 pm |
Thanks guys. I appreciate the support. It is good to hear from those who know something about this. When I did tell those few close friends a little of what was going on all I got back was confusion, "what?" "She's gay?" When I told an openly gay friend she said, "people do that, it happends." I let it go. I want to say to her, "Hey, I am talking about me here. This isn't about her." Of course most of these people are friends or at least acquaintances of both of us. Like I said, it is nice to hear from you. Thank you.
Support » Not outing you. Outing me. » July 3, 2016 8:50 am |
Thanks for the replies.
I will say that I feel a little guilty about having posted my story last night. I am afraid that I may have done something inappropriate that could end up hurting my ex should people find out who we are. There you go, this is what I am talking about. Why should I feel guilty about telling MY story? I honestly do though. Ahrrrg!
I am going to go to our church now and be around her, our children and our friends. I am not going to say anything to anyone about what I am going through. I am going to bite my tongue or stammer for words constructed so convelutedly that people will give me that blank stare wondering what in the world I am saying because, of course, I really havn't said anything.
I very much appreciate this site and people who understand the str8's perspective. I pray for the day when we don't need a closet. I pray for the day when people can see past feeling sorry for the gay partner coming to terms with her sexuality and realize that what she did to me was wrong. She knew she was gay. She knew I didn't know. And, she married me anyway. Can you say clock ticking, I need to have children NOW!?
Okay, so there I go again, saying stuff that, even as I write, I am sure I am going to feel guilty about as I drive to church this morning...post.
Support » Feeling terrible » July 3, 2016 8:07 am |
Kt I feel what you are saying. Please don't worry about still loving him. I don't think love can ever be a bad thing. It is what we do with that love that can hurt. Love and take care of yourself first. Just because I love my ex doesn't mean I have to let her abuse me. I admire your compassion for your husband. I choose to rise above my ex and do the right thing without expecting anything in return. Me loving her is about me and who I am. It isn't about her. While I love her, I am not in love with her the way that I need for a marriage to be. That is why I left her. I knew that the relationship we had was not good for me in spite of how much I love her.
Support » Not outing you. Outing me. » July 2, 2016 9:19 pm |
Hello. This is my first post on SSN. I have been silent too long. So glad there are others who get this.
After 15 years of marriage and three daughters things weren't going so well anymore. My wife became mean and uncaring. She had turned 40. I can look back and see that birthday was a catalyst. She did some soul searching and realized that what we had wasn't what she wanted. I stopped drinking, lost weight, and focused on my spiritual center. I wanted to be a better man for her. She told me that she wasn't interested in me sexually anymore. That had been obvious for some time.
After a year or so the night finally came. She asked me why I continued to be nice to her. Why I had worked so hard. I told her that I wasn't going anywhere. I took my wedding vow seriously. I was committed to her. I said that I figured I would keep being the best person I could. That she used to like me. I said that I figured that if I kept it up that one day she might like me again. That was when she announced that she was gay. I was shocked. I had been completely clueless.
We hadn't talked about our sex lives before we met. She told me that she had always been gay. Before me she even had lesbian lovers. She told me much more about her life before me that I won't go into here except to say that her description of her attraction to women was honest, belivable, and sincere. Over the next months lots of stuff fell into place. She had always been quirky and awkward sexually but I laughed it off and even found it endearing. I though she had little or no experience. She came from an extremely conservative upbringing. Little did I know that she actually had a lot of experience sexually, just not with men.
I hung around for a couple of more years for the sake of maintaining family. I did lots of processing. I hadn't given homosexuality much though other than to know that I didn't care if anyone was or not. I believe that when Jesus said all he meant all. I have
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