Hi everyone. New to the forum. Just signed up about 10 mins ago.
I’m afraid my first post is going to be a long one, so I apologise in advance.
What brings me to the forum today? Well... I'm having the weirdest thoughts ever, and I need someone to tell me whether I'm downright sick in the head, or whether these thoughts are normal. Feel free to comment on my situation... don't hold back on the vernacular so-to-speak (but keep things within forum guidelines, of course)
I'm married. First and only marriage as far as I’m concerned. 13 years and going. I can't say the past 13 years have been wonderful. Can't say they've been awful either. Got three darling children that I adore. I hope to see them grow up to be happy, well-rounded, and successful people who know how to love and appreciate what they’re given in life.
Can I say that I adore my wife? Maybe! My attraction to her, or the reasons I'm attracted to her, have never been all that clear to me. She's sexy... I love her personality... but the deep-seated, "I'd die for you and protect you with my life", unconditional kind of love that I feel for my kids just isn't there with her. Yes, I do love her… but not the way I love my kids. I am quite embarrassed to admit this.
Let me also say that I do not come from a family where there was open and unconditional love. Quite the contrary. My parents raised their kids to perform academically. This was their sole goal and raison d’être. Any love they showed was directly tied to how well we did in school, and what sort of careers we ended up in after wards.
Anyways... about me: I'm not that physically attractive in my opinion. Facially, I can sort of tolerate what I see in the mirror. However, bodily, I abhor what I see. I've been overweight most of my adult life.
About my wife: She takes care of her health and body far more than I do. As a result, she has an attractive figure. She's facially very cute. She doesn't look her age, which comes with being Oriental I suppose. She looks 25 despite being over 10 years older.
Readers can probably tell that I don't have much self-esteem. Although I studied hard (to please people mainly) and got the grades, some family members feel that I'm not in a decent enough profession. In my career, I don't consider myself to be brilliant. In fact, I often find myself being confused over topics that colleagues of mine find easy to grasp. Personally, I consider myself a few hairs short of being incompetent. I'm not a total tool, in fact, I usually get really great performance reviews... yet, I still feel quite a bit lesser of myself compared to others in my profession.
And this feeling of inadequacy affects my marriage in a very direct manner. My wife doesn't have all that much education in comparison to me. She dropped out of uni after she met me. Why? God only knows. Worst decision she ever made. There were always plans for her to go back and continue studies, but marriage, and later on kids, took precedence. I sure hope she goes back to school. She owes it to herself. I, on the other hand, felt compelled to go back to uni after already having received a degree. Glutton for punishment I am.
Deep down, I haven't got a clue why she decided to date me... why she ever decided to let me go beyond the first kiss. We had sex on our first date. Ever since, sex has been our main link to each other. And I truly love this aspect of our marriage. We don't see eye to eye on much... but we certainly do know how to satisfy each other.
But, I can't say that we argue much. To many outsiders we appear as "the perfect couple". Many have told us how great we are with each other. I have no idea why they’d think so. Well, I can guess. Its mainly because my wife has such a great personality. She loves making people happy and comfortable. She's physically pretty. I'm the opposite... most people irk me (most, not all… my wife and kids for example don’t irk me). It’s hard to get to know me. Partially because I guard myself a whole lot, and partially because I'm not all that great to get to know. My wife becomes friends with people easily... but those people often find it hard to extend their friendship on to me, because I'm quite different from my wife. Also, I'm of a different race from my wife, so people who get to know my wife as the first point of contact are usually caught off-guard when they're introduced to me later on for the first time. But, that’s just the way life is I suppose. I’m used to it.
So... about the weird thoughts. Well, for the first 12 years of my marriage, I suppose I was like any other guy. I'd be devastated if anyone where to take my wife away from me. I mean in the sense that if someone else were to come along and sweep her off her feet, I'd barely want to live.
As of late, however, I've actually started to want this scenario to happen more and more. At first, it was a thought that'd creep into my mind, but I'd rid my mind of it because it caused pain within me. However, thoughts of her cheating on me have crept into my mind so many times now, that I'm quite beginning to desire it. I really want this to happen. In fact, I've started to really push her to go "clubbing" with her friends while I stay at home with the kids. In the beginning she felt weird going out on the town without me... but I think she's really taking to it now.
Why do I have these thoughts? I have no idea! I'm hoping someone can tell me.
On the topic of cheating... I want to say the following: I've never done so in my life. I find it hard to approach women... or maybe it’s the other way around... women find it hard to feel comfortable around me. My wife has been one of a very few number of women in my life who have found me attractive enough to want to be with me. I can count all my relationships (before marriage naturally) on one hand. Since marriage, I have not cheated. Nor do I think that she has even done so.
However, the desire has been there. Oh yes! I've wanted to try a fling with someone else for quite some time now. I can't bring myself to do it, however, for various reasons. Personally I feel that I don't really have anything to offer a woman other than my sperm and sex. I'm unable to have meaningful conversations with women... I'm unable to be charming and romantic. These are all alien ideals to me. Yes, I do tend to objectify women. Do I objectify my wife, however? I don't think that I do. But, I can't say this for sure. Maybe I do.
I respect my wife greatly because she's the mother of my children... whom I adore. I tolerate her completely because of that. I give her full autonomy to do what she wants, and whenever she wants. The only thing I get a bit anal about is the crap that she buys from the supermarket (using the excuse that it’s for the kids)... and the fact that she always leaves the drivers seat pulled all the way close to the steering wheel.
But, can I ever live with another woman? In a long term relationship I mean? Probably not. I don't care to date anyone again. I don't care to get married to anyone again... and I certainly don't care to have more children with anyone again.
But, do I want to cheat? Yes. But only to experience someone else physically in an anonymous sense. Will I ever actually do it? Most probably not. Not with the personality I have. I used to joke with friends that my personality and body are the best prophylactic ever!
So... going back to why I want my wife to cheat on me. I can only offer the following theory on why I want her to do so: A few years into my marriage, I found out that she'd had quite a number of lovers before me (and none after I hope). That knowledge created a deep-seated hurt within me that I never let her know about. It was hurt and jealousy mixed together. It shouldn't have come as a surprise... I mean, just count the number of times I've described her in the paragraphs above and contrast that with how I’ve described myself. You get the picture.
Essentially, she has been able to enjoy what I always dreamt of! Carefree and easily obtained sexual relationships with just about anyone. She did it at the right age too... before the responsibilities of life really began. I, on the other hand, was heads down in books, etc. More or less a nerd who got together with one of the popular girls by pure chance. And I think pure luck has kept us together over the years.
I think that somehow, I've actually become addicted to feeling that pain that I felt when she told me about her previous love life. It made me feel quite small and inadequate back then... and I think deep down I want to feel that pain again. This time, however, I want the pain to be real... I THINK!
I'm not sure about my theory. It’s the only one that makes sense. Maybe someone reading this post can offer a better one.
So... that's my story... and this is pretty much what I carry around on a day-to-day basis.
I don’t think she’ll ever cheat on me. She’s actually quite devoted to being a wife and mother. I can tell she loves me. There’s never been any doubt about that… ever. Is she impressionable? Yes. Can a man, who's got the perfect face and body, come along and push the right buttons to get her into bed? You know what? A few years ago I'd have said an unequivocal NO. Today, however, I do actually believe that she could give in to someone. As weak as I am in the flesh, I do believe that she is equally weak.
I don’t feel that I deserve her. I’m not really built for love and closeness to people. I don’t want to be a loner, but 13 years is the longest period of time that I’ve been devoted to someone. I was never devoted to my family members (parents, siblings etc)… heck, I hate their guts. I left home at the end of my teens and never went back. Funded and completed my studies on my own.
And then this crazy girl comes along and wraps me up in her life. Not fair… to her I mean.
Anyways… I want her very much to cheat on me. I want to find out from a friend that she’s been keeping someone one the side. As I’ve said above, I haven’t the faintest idea why I’ve been feeling this way. I’d say, its been several months now.
What’s up with me?