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Hi Paula! Thanks for writing friend. In reply:
1. Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) is a category of Cluster B Personalities, and they are generally not considered treatable.
Agreed. Most of what I've read about co-dependency & narcissism supports the idea that it's untreatable.
2. Do you really believe you are a recovering narc or do you think the GID person you once were may have been something else?
I can't really say because I'm not an expert when it comes to mental health issues. However, I am slowly becoming an expert at understanding my own journey, now that the gay fog has lifted so to speak. Given everything I've read here, gay-in-denial husbands like me have strikingly similar characteristics to people with narcissistic personality disorder (NPD). I'll call them "narcs" from now own. But I think we're a different subset of narcs because our disorders are also very similar to drug or alcohol addictions. Allow me to explain.
My theory is that most gay men are perfectly normal, happy, and well adjusted until we feel the need to hide our sexuality. And that's where the seed of narcissism is planted in my opinion whereas most of what I've read states that narcs are born with the personality disorder. Starting around age 5 or 6, I just knew that my attraction to boys was somehow unacceptable and perhaps even dangerous. So I started lying. I pretended I liked girls, pretended to be straight, and even dated girls in high school. I can't tell you how emotionally damaging it is to feel wrong and dirty at such a young age. This was when I created a false self: diverting with humour; compensating through school theatre productions; and generally being a people-pleaser. Part of being "normal" meant I dated and then later married a woman based on that lie. That's when I started going full-blown narc.
My narcissism followed a trajectory similar to an addiction, meaning that it got progressively worse in a kind of downward spiral. As a young gay-in-denial husband, I could easily pretend I was straight because my young body wanted to have sex and, for a time, responded to my wife's sexual cues. I also really wanted children. This fake me is the person my (then) wife fell in love with. But then I discovered gay online porn and it was game over for my pretend straight existence. These images represented my true sexuality, or perhaps a somewhat grotesque representation of my sexuality. Regardless, I was incredibly turned on watching men have sex with men. But I also felt horrible watching porn all the time and shame about my sexuality. And the more porn I watched, the less I could perform with my wife which was hurting her. But I couldn't come out because that would end my marriage and I was too terrified to do that. And as things got worse, I'd watch even more porn then I started cheating. But I still had to stay married because in my mind being gay was bad. This is where my narcissism really kicked in.
So I developed a lot of narc traits: manipulation; pathological lying; gaslighting and so on. Anything it took to keep my wife confused enough so that she'd stay in our sham of a marriage. My wife wanted to work through our issues but I simply wanted to win. And by winning, that meant maintaining the illusion that I was the perfect husband and father, while trapping her in a sexless marriage. This was when the depression kicked in and down I went. More abuse, more manipulation, more porn, more cheating. It almost killed me.
So to answer your question, I don't think I was born with narcissistic personality disorder. I think I developed a form of gay-in-denial NPD (or GID NPD) that got progressively worse the more I acted on my true sexuality. One thing that is conspicuously absent from GID NPD is the "discard" phase. Most narcissists follow similar relationship patterns: idealize ("crazy in love"); devalue ("you're fat"); then discard ("it's over and I've found someone else"). GID husbands (GIDHs...sorry for all the acronyms) are terrified of leaving their wives because they fear being out...being gay in fact. Our wives are like anchors to a straight existence. From what I've read here, most GIDHs bump from idealize to devalue and back again, but without discarding because it's too scary to be an out gay man who is alone. That is until the cheating gay husband finds a new love interest, then he drops his wife like a hot potato and with very little remorse. Sadly I did this myself and will forever regret it.
In conclusion, I think my particular form of NPD was more like an addiction rather than a personality type I was born with. Once I'd treated the primary cause of my mental disorder, namely hiding my sexuality, and found both love & acceptance as an out gay man, I no longer needed all those narc tricks to maintain a false self while keeping my (then) wife in line. I no longer needed my "bag-o-narc-tricks" because I'd separated. I was out. I was free. I just didn't need to hide nor manipulate anymore. Yet when I look back at my first few months of posts on this thread, they're very gay-Gary-like because old NPD habits die hard. For example, I maintained that I loved my wife for the better part of year here but eventually had to accept that no loving husband would have done all the sh*tty things I did to this poor woman...the mother of my children in fact. That's not love and never was. It was abuse and abusive. Yes I believe there was affection and perhaps compatibility, but I was never truly in love with her. Perhaps the most loving thing I did was free her by asking for a divorce. My first true love was my closet, my secrets, my lie. So I believe my narcissism (or narcissistic traits) grew out of denying my sexuality, rather than from genes. And once I no longer lived the lie that I was straight, my NPD slowly flickered and then snuffed out completely. I agree that no one genetically afflicted with NPD could so easily overcome it. So I believe my own form of narcissism was a mix of environment and behaviour rather than hard-wired. Did that answer your question? I hope so!
3. I have appreciated your posts for nearly a year and your understanding of what happens in a straight/gay marriage is amazing. Especially when it comes to "translating" Gary's posts. Thanks for your insights.
That's very kind of you but I'm no hero. Like Gary, I'm just a gay ex-husband posting here, the enemy really. Gay Gary isn't a bad guy, he's just addicted to his bullsh*t story. I know the territory all too well. You and the other straight wives posting here, raising kids, and moving on are the true heroes. I've learned so much from all of you and it's really improved my relationship with both my kids and ex-wife. So thank you.
Be well my friends.
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Dear Gary,
Thank you for having the courage to post here my friend. I was rather hard on you in some previous posts, to a point that my friend Phoenix rightfully asked me to take them down. I think I was more angry at my former self than I was at you. So I apologize if my (now deleted) posts hurt you. That wasn't my intent. Before you go, I wanted to share a few things about my own journey. Why? After having read your posts, I can see a lot of myself in what you so courageously shared. So here goes.
Looking back at my previous posts, I too truly believed that I loved my wife. I convinced myself that I married for love because the alternative, marrying a "beard" solely to hide my homosexuality, was just too horrible. Now several years post-divorce, I realize (with horror) that my marriage was based on a lie. I've known since around age 5 or 6 that I was gay. Most gay men do. I was so relieved when I met a girlfriend at age 18, married in my 20s, and starting having kids in my early 30s. I was normal! Probably like you I grew up with this false image that gay men were either Boy George, dying of AIDS, or lurking in parks to prey on children. I grew up in a time, place, and among people who just wouldn't have accepted my homosexuality at a time when I should have come out. So I married. I conformed. I lied.
But I could only tread water for so long. Like you, I used porn as a safe and discreet way to act on these lifelong desires. And like you, I hated myself for it. Once I started watching gay online porn, that effectively killed my straight sex life. Like you, near the end of my relationship, my wife and I only had sex a few times a year. During these dark years, I was drowning in self hatred. I was a husband, father, and respected member of my community. I was a contrast. I could tuck my kids in bed at night and then surf some of the worst online filth imaginable. There was no way for me to experience so much shame and self-hatred without it affecting those in my life. Self-hatred is like second-hand smoke, it gets into everything and everyone. Like you, I too fell into a deep depression. And I tried to feel better by watching even more gay porn, to a point that it became a full-blown addiction. But there comes a point when watching men have sex on a screen isn't enough. We want to have sex with men, not because we're evil but because this is our God-given sexuality. When the gay-in-denial husband inevitably acts on these pent-up feelings, there is no going back. I first started with escorts because they were discreet and I felt like I was in control. Then the dam burst. I found Grindr (a gay sex app), saunas, and had sex with every gay guy within a 30-mile radius. It's called "gay adolescence" and you should read about it in "The Velvet Rage."
So what's my point? Love isn't trapping yourself and your long-suffering straight wife in a sexless relationship. Love isn't lying to our kids. Love isn't pretending you're one man in church then rushing home to surf porn in your basement or hook up with a guy you found on Craigslist. Love isn't fumbling around in the dark in some cruising park or sex shop. I so envy young gay people now. Unlike we 40+ year olds, they're growing up in an era of almost complete acceptance. I grew up so hating myself that I made my wife and others around me feel inadequate. It was nothing more than projection. I too hinted that she was fat or inadequate and so longed for her to leave me because I couldn't screw up the courage to leave. In August 2012, one of my many hookups actually turned into something more serious. So I was still married to a woman, in a gay relationship with a man, and things got progressively worse. While my mind could lie that my marriage and family were happy, the infamous "stay together for the kids" line, my body was having none of it. I was an insomniac, depressed, porn addict who long suffered from paralysing migraines because of the stress. I fell into such a deep depression that in 2013, I seriously considered suicide as the only way out. In May of 2013, I came out to my family and they offered me nothing but love and support. I'm sorry you haven't had the same from your family. I reckon you too have considered suicide after a 20-year depression. My heart ached to read that...20 years of therapy and anti-depressants!
In January 2014, something changed. I did the most loving thing possible: I told my wife I wanted a divorce. Why? Because at that point it was a life or death situation. I was miserable, she was miserable (because of me), and my kids were starting to show signs of serious mental distress. I too did the, "I'll stay for the kids" thing and my wife offered me a compromise. We'd stay together, in a platonic relationship, for another 12 years until our youngest was 18. We limped along for 18 months before I called it quits. Divorcing was the hardest and yet best decision I've ever made. Now I don't want to make it sound like it was all rainbows and unicorns. There were countless nights when I'd just stand in my kids' empty rooms and cry. My three children all went to therapy. For a time, my eldest son cut off all contact. For the first time in almost 20 years, I was suddenly living alone. But at least it was the honest beginning of something, rather than forcing everyone around me to live in my dark closet. Yes it was damn hard but, for the first time, the truth was out. I was out. There was no going back.
I'll end this rambling post by saying that, for me, it got better. I am very lucky that the mother of my children is a very kind, loving, and forgiving person. Like you, we did pretty well financially and didn't fight over assets, money, nor custody. I just agreed to everything. One of my hookups turned into something more serious and I'm now in a long-term and very loving gay relationship. Relationships are always a lot of work, but intimacy is only possible with the right gender. When you're a gay man, kissing a woman is like kissing your sister and so having sex with the wrong gender is torture...for both spouses. Post-divorce, I struggled with being gay for about two years before I finally found peace. This forum and the kind members here have helped a lot. I see you've gotten a lot of blowback for your posts. That's because the members here can smell lies and rationalizations a mile away. But they mean well because they're all fighting for the truth. The more honest I am, the more they appreciate me. I learned that the hard way. You'll get there my friend. You'll also get there where your sexuality is concerned. In the past I'd break a sweat when sheepishly saying, "I'm gay" to someone. Now I just tell people I have a boyfriend as if we were discussing the weather. In the end, no one really cares about our sexuality. What they care most about are honesty and authenticity. I'm happy to have rediscovered both in my mid-40s.
So what now? I encourage you to take a leap of faith and imagine a life of passion, happiness, acceptance, and intimacy...for both you and your wife. If your journey resembles mine, separation and divorce will be the beginning of a new life, not the end. Thank you again for having the courage to post here my friend. Please feel free to message me if you'd like to chat. You are not alone. Much love, Sean.
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Sean,
Beautifully said. Beautifully written. Achingly honest.
And given that you, too, smelled the hypocrisy and self-justifications and gave it to him straight (so to speak...), you are yourself one of the forum's "members" (not a pun...but...).
I would love to excerpt some of your post and send it to my stbx, who persists in his own closet, and in believing that it's a workable alternative that is fair (to me), healthy, and sane. Having lived with the effects of it and seen its effects on him, I, like you, know that isn't true. But denial and self hatred and shame will probably keep him there forever; he was willing to keep me there, too, or for me to stay there, but I, unlike him, never lived with the cognitive dissonance you describe so well, and to live like that was a crushing and alienating (from self and others) existence.
I love my stbx, and it hurts to abandon him to that unhealthy and unhappy cognitive dissonance in his closet, but I can't help him. He has to help himself.
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Sean, I need your help again, the doubt is creeping in again. My husband and I agreed about separation and divorce. But it is hard leaving a marriage after 43 years and 63 years old. I do believe he loves me......BUT.
Here is what he has admitted to, so if we only look at what he has admitted to and the facts I know....
1. Claims his ED problem was real, not just an excuse not to have sex with me. I do believe he has ED, I have seen on line where he has searched sites regarding ED issues. Claims the only way he can get an erection is thru anal stimulation.
2. Claims he only had one sexual encounter with a man for anal penetration, and he did not like it. And contracted hep B from this only encounter. Claims for the past 10 years he has had no other sex partners, he has only "had sex with myself" thru anal sex toys.
3. Claims he is not sexually attracted to men, and even though I found gay porn magazines, he says that straight men look at gay porn, too. Claims he masturbates looking at gay porn or looking at himself in the mirror.
The problem is I love him, and I know he loves me. And up until 2 months ago, I loved my life, I was happy, he always treated me great. But now I have discovered TGT. And I don't want to ignore it. I don't want to bury my head in the sand, because I don't want to stay married to a gay man or a man sexually attracted to men. If I do leave him, I may be alone the rest of my life? But if I do leave, I hold onto that HOPE that just maybe I can find someone to love me and desire me sexually, even at age 63 years old.
Please give me your insight? Thank you, Cindy
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Hello again Cindys. I'm so very sorry that you're struggling my friend. Let's have a look together at what you've shared. Here we go:
1. Sean, I need your help again, the doubt is creeping in again. My husband and I agreed about separation and divorce. But it is hard leaving a marriage after 43 years and 63 years old. I do believe he loves me......
You have every right to feel conflicted, scared, and doubtful my friend. I'd urge you to reach out to the Straight Spouse Network, a marriage counsellor, your children, or other friends/family. Now is not the time to make these decisions alone.
2. Claims his ED problem was real, not just an excuse not to have sex with me. I do believe he has ED, I have seen on line where he has searched sites regarding ED issues. Claims the only way he can get an erection is thru anal stimulation.
I've read a lot of excuses but that's a new one! Ummm...no. Most men take Viagra for this problem. I think you'd be hard pressed to find a doctor who prescribes "shove this up your *ss to get a boner." And why the complete lack of sex for 10 years?
3. Claims he only had one sexual encounter with a man for anal penetration, and he did not like it. And contracted hep B from this only encounter. Claims for the past 10 years he has had no other sex partners, he has only "had sex with myself" thru anal sex toys.
He didn't have sex once, he got caught (and sick) once. He's lying.
4. Claims he is not sexually attracted to men, and even though I found gay porn magazines, he says that straight men look at gay porn, too. Claims he masturbates looking at gay porn or looking at himself in the mirror.
Straight men don't like gay porn. Straight men watch straight porn. Straight men like women's bodies.
5. The problem is I love him, and I know he loves me. And up until 2 months ago, I loved my life, I was happy, he always treated me great.
In my opinion, love isn't lying (see above). Love isn't cheating. Love isn't cruising for sex during your regular runs. BUT now you are now in control my friend. The facts simply don't add up: no sex for 10 years; the gay porn; the dildos; the cheating; the Hep B; and those strange stains. It's time to stop asking him whether he's gay and time to just accept it. He'll never admit it because he's spent his whole life in denial. His excuses are very creative, particularly the "dildos cured my ED", but he's lying to himself. Straight men have sex with their wives. Dildos are not a cure for ED. Straight men don't have sex with other men. Straight men don't collect gay porn. He's lying to you because he's lying to himself.
6. But now I have discovered TGT. And I don't want to ignore it. I don't want to bury my head in the sand, because I don't want to stay married to a gay man or a man sexually attracted to men.
I agree. This must be incredibly confusing and I'm sorry for that. I'd urge you to reach out to friends and family to discuss EVERYTHING. (He'll fight you on this but just tell him to piss off.) You don't need to make such decisions right away, however, the longer you delay, the longer he'll have to manipulate you. In just a few days, he has you doubting again. Your biggest priority should be to ensure your financial safety/security. I'd take care of that first before you do anything else. Second, your husband is probably going to try to have sex with you again. It's a common "look I'm not gay because I can have sex with a woman" tactic. If and when he tries, use condoms because there is a very good chance he's been doing a lot more around the cruising park than he's admitting to. Third, I'd consult with a lawyer. You need to know what to do, if/when you separate/divorce. So once you've locked down your finances, you're prepared for the "honeymoon" phase when he'll try to have sex again, and you have a plan for separation/divorce, THEN you're ready to make a decision.
7. If I do leave him, I may be alone the rest of my life? But if I do leave, I hold onto that HOPE that just maybe I can find someone to love me and desire me sexually, even at age 63 years old.
Again I'm so sorry you're going through this my friend. You deserve better. In times of great stress, like what you're going through, I'd consult with your friends, family, and a lawyer about a trial separation of say 4-6 months. This doesn't mean you're divorcing, and you can stress this point with him, but it will give you some time to work through all of these feelings without him. During that time, as difficult as will be, I'd recommend going no contact with your husband for at least 60 days. That means no visits, no emails, no texts, and no phone calls. Why? This will give you two months to work through all of these conflicting feelings with a marriage counselor or therapist. Once he's no longer chirping lies in your ear, I'm sure a lot more proof will come back to you. Again, I'd stress that you should only separate if you've safely locked down your finances, have a plan in place if/when you divorce, your lawyer is ready to pull the trigger, and you have a strong support network of people 100% on your side. Many straight wives were shocked at how quickly their husbands went from "PLEASE PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME" to a very cold and business-like "f*ck you I own the house and retirement fund anyway" once they sensed the relationship was truly over. Be prepared!
I hope that helps my friend. Keep coming back. You're not alone!
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Hi Sean, wanted to let you know that your were correct in affirming my suspicions. I wrote to you back in September, shortly after my divorce, with questions about my ex’s orientation. You diagnosed “gay as a rainbow”, which still makes me smile BTW.
I did not see him for many months until this weekend. He was back in town on business and was catching up with the kids. We had just gone through a serious disagreement about the kids, all conducted via electronic communication. I was nervous about talking in person but held to my boundaries and it went OK.
Getting to the main point, I would not let him in my home after all the vicious emails until the last day. He’s a “give them an inch, they’ll take a mile” kind of guy so I waited until the last night to let him see the kids in my home. He did some sorting of luggage before flying to take back a few of his things he left behind.
The next day I’m straightening up the area he used, tossing trash etc. and find a receipt. For an all male bath house, yes, *that* kind. For one of the nights he was in town (at a location about an hour away.). No names, but an incriminating detail to suggest it is definitely his.
I’m alternating between euphoric relief that I did understand what was happening, that so many wrong things were not because I was lacking or horrible - and crushing pain at being treated so callously for my entire adulthood.
Thought you would like to update your stats, if you are keeping them! Thank you again for your posts. I still re-read them when I am feeling “soft” and need to buck up my boundaries.
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Thank you for the shout out WasIBlind. I'm so happy that you and your children are healing after such an ordeal. Following your ex-husband's recent visit, you wrote:
"The next day I’m straightening up the area he used, tossing trash etc. and find a receipt. For an all male bath house, yes, *that* kind. For one of the nights he was in town (at a location about an hour away.). No names, but an incriminating detail to suggest it is definitely his."
You mentioned in a previous post that your husband was HIV-positive and, if I remember correctly, was spectacularly unspecific about how it happened. "Walking through the streets of Manila..." was his excuse. You also shared that he had a rather dizzying array of sex toys, including a urethral sound (a metal bar one sticks in a man's pee hole). I think catching AIDS and this receipt are proof positive that he's been frequenting saunas/bath houses for years.
So what's my point? When a straight spouse starts posting here, she absolutely has to do two things: first, get tested for STDs; and second, only have safe sex with her gay-in-denial husband. This isn't a choice, it a question of life or death. Case in point: another gay husband has recently started posting here...let's call him Mary to hide his identity. So Mary swears up and down that he's never slept with another man, but he apparently dabbles in gay porn from time to time. And this is the problem. Gay-in-denial husbands truly believe what they're saying...or writing. I know because I've been there. After all, we convinced ourselves that we loved our wives when we only married them for cover. I certainly did. We still believe we love our wives when we reject them sexually. We still believe we love our wives when we call them "fat" or "unattractive" as some f*cked up justification for not wanting to have sex anymore. This goes far beyond lying, it's actually abuse.
WasIBlind, you're one of the lucky ones. You realized that the gay thing was really secondary. You divorced because you realized you deserved more than a husband who was absent, neglectful, and dishonest. You divorced because he was a monumental *sshole, and a gay sauna slut to boot. You're free. Thanks for sharing your message of hope my friend. Please come back again with more updates. Be well!
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Brilliant, Sean. Your insight is fantastic. Your commitment to honesty and authenticity admirable.
I'm not quite sure how or why people are getting triggered by postings off this thread. I can't relate. I find you one of the most valuable members (yes, member) of this forum, and I'm so grateful for you.
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I think to some people, because of Sean's past he represents and embodies the hurtful spouses that brought them to this place. Having a representation of that person in a place that we come to escape and heal is a trigger for some of us. It's not fair to Sean because he is a different person than our spouses or exes, and he himself has changed from the person he was before, but some of us are triggered in ways we can't control.
For this reason I feel it's a great compromise to ask him to keep his posts here so that members who are triggered by his presence don't have to worry about him posting on their threads. I know Sean is compassionate enough to understand this.
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Thanks for the shout out Lyonene and for your diligence Phoenix. No problem whatsoever about moving my previous post. I'd have done the same my friend. We're all adults here. I'm going to re-post my original message just so that we focus on the main thing: helping others deal with their own gay/straight relationships. I'll repost it now.
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