CAUTION: This concerns my boyfriend (D), sex, sexuality, and relationships. If you are closed-minded or not comfortable talking about any of the above, do not read. (BTW, I identify as lesbian, even though I hate labels.)
Ok, so when I met D, I thought I was straight, right? I mean, I knew I had this taboo attraction to girls, but I never acted on it. It was “wrong” to be in any way, shape, or form homosexual. When I met D, that changed. He helped me find myself, not only sexually, but emotionally and spiritually. I loved him after we’d been dating for only two weeks. I knew that this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with, despite those quick glances at girls.
Then, last August, I met M. Yes, she was the one who really opened that door for me. We became fast friends; she understood me in a way that N (an ex- bestfriend), or anyone else, ever had. Then, one day after school while watching a movie at her house, I kissed her (M). We had our brief romance (which lasted for about 6 months) and then I was rejected by her, for a guy. It cut me to the core, that she would reject me. I never thought that would happen. So, I pretended that all was well to everyone (because only two people knew what was going on between me and her; I told them, and cried mightily while I did so, too) and only told D that she didn’t want to be my friend anymore.
We’d (M and myself) often joked around, saying that if it weren’t for our boyfriends, we’d be lesbians. I knew that I wasn’t attracted to guys. I knew that in about March. But, I still loved D, so I told myself that love crosses gender lines, which brings me to The Problem. I love D with everything in me. I really, really, really do. I’m in love with him, too…But I’m not attracted to him. I mean, at least, when I compare myself to my female friends, I don’t seem to be. I’m not always jumping him for sex or a make-out marathon. Actually, we haven’t had sex in about a month. I’ve always made up excuses for it; I actually do have a condition, though, where I cannot be very sexually active, b/c of urinary tract infections, or UTIs. Even though I try to devert from having sex with him, it’s always wonderful.
I’ve tried saying, “Why focus on the bad? You’ve got a person who adores you for who you are.” But I don’t know what’s going to happen several years down the road if I’m forever putting off sex. He’s catching on, too. I didn’t realize what I was doing until this past week. But last night, when I’d said I was tired (which I was) to avoid making out with him, he ran down a list of things I’ve said to avoid that particular thing. I used to think it was my Virgo nature, because kisses can get kinda messy, and I hate mess or (most) body fluids. But now…I never felt that way with M.
One more thing: D and I are polyamorous. We date other people, but with each other’s knowledge and consent. And I have no one else to talk to about this. I went to N’s last night with every intention of telling her, but her boyfriend was there, and she doesn’t leave his side for a minute. Plus, I don’t know how she’d react. I don’t know if she’d blab or not. I don’t think she would, but…
If you are going to reply and say that I need to break up with D, please do not reply. I can’t think of life without him, and it’s not going to happen. I love him more than anything else in the world. Right now, though, I cannot think of any other option, which is one reason I’m asking you. I’m also asking because I’m looking for someone who understands. I thought about talking to my Dad about it, because he is in a similar place, but decided against it, because I’m not sure how he would take it, and I’m not completely comfortable talking to my dad about everything I’ve said.
Thank you for giving me a piece of your time today.