Dear Bi Guy,
Re: selective disclosure.
Compassion aside (and I do think you’re handling the situation with tremendous compassion), do you have any fears of your past boinging up out of nowhere and biting you in the ass (so to speak)? It seems like the biggest danger with the non-disclosure policy is the chance that your wife might find out some other way. Were that to happen, you’d be twice damned–once for having lived that particular past in the first place, and again for not telling her yourself.
I suppose you feel like you’ve already placed yourself in that very circumstance. And you seem pretty sure there are no troublesome loose ends to worry about. But if it were me, I think it would be hard not to worry.
Now, I don’t know either you or your wife, so I tried to imagine how I would deal with my wife revealing a similar long-standing secret to me. I think I would:
a) Empathize with, and not resent, her having kept the secret so long. After all, it was never her (your) intention to deceive. It was a very sober, difficult decision to conceal this element of her past action and present personality, and it was done out of concern for my feelings. Sure, she could have told me sooner, but I see no grievous crime in this.
b) Try to regard her sexual feelings as I would any other compulsion (bad word), such as smoking urges, eating disorders, etc. I admit that these are poor analogies to sexual feelings, with all their labyrinthine implications (and I’m NOT saying that bisexual feelings are disorders, just that they are similarly beyond conscious control). Yes, I can see how it would be hard not to take her inner sexual feelings personally, although logic and ration would tell me that they are not. Since I love my wife, I would at least try to view her feelings objectively, and to fit them in with everything else I know about her.
Wow, I am one (hypothetically) understanding son-of-a-bitch! And yet, even as I write this I begin to feel the weight of such a situation. All I’m suggesting is that you’ve dealt with your feelings in a remarkably fair and loving way, that your motivations are obviously compassionate and not devious, and that people are often more understanding we expect them to be.
Obviously, I have no idea whether these thoughts have any relevance to your situation, and I would never tell another person what to do with their lives. I truly wish you all happiness.