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Hey all – I’m a long
time beta lurker currently injecting a healthy dose of alpha into my life right
now. Going through some major
life changes (2nd kid arrived a month ago,
resigned from longtime menial job, going back to school, starting up own
business) along with working out more, trying to eat better, and
applying the MAP to our relationship every day. So definitely one of those pivotal moments in a
guy's life.
I suppose I’ll start at the beginning... My wife and I are the typical high school sweethearts. We started dating my junior year, with her a grade behind me. We were both in band and knew of each other, but it wasn't until a band trip that we really started talking and connecting.
I remained in band the rest of HS; she dropped band and decided to play softball for another year. Thanks to countless hours in marching band, lugging drums up and down the field in practice, exhibition, and competition, I was fairly toned for a band geek. Naturally, her many hours practicing and playing softball certainly helped her physically. To sum up: we were both solid SR 7s, friendly, and outgoing.
The first couple of months were typical high school stuff: hanging out at each other’s house, going to movies, dinners, “studying” at the library… It was at about the 6 month mark when we started getting hot and heavy. Extended make out sessions with roving hands under clothes to see what made us tick. Before her, the most I did sexually was eat out my previous GF. Most she ever did was make out with her BFs. She wasn't a prude, but she wasn't comfortable going far with guys either yet. Our sessions escalated slowly into dry humping to completion. (she used to wear skirts… A LOT)
Her dad dropped a bomb on their family 6 months into our relationship: he left to live with another woman and her kids. The same woman that he “dated” while separated from my wife’s mom years before wife was even born. Around the time he left, we started getting into the heavier stuff. We've discussed this a time or two in later years, and we both think it might have been her wanting physical attention/healing/comfort during that whole ordeal.
So the divorce between her parents finalized, she and her sister lived with their mom full time and I was at their house just about every day to do what I could to help (whether around the house fixing stuff or just to listen to them vent) and I really didn’t mind as they had become my second family. *We hadn’t had sex by that point, just heavy make out/dry humping*
So the rest of that school year rolled by, summer was good as it could be, all things considered, and my senior year started that fall. I was still heavily involved with band and drumming for our school’s jazz choir, so I traveled quite a bit to shows and competitions.
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Halfway through my final year I catch senioritis. That feeling of impending finality to your childhood that makes you do crazy things, like dump your girlfriend and see other people… but still keep your ex-girlfriend on a string physically. So yeah, basically an asshole for a few months until I wised up and went back to her.
We moved in together the summer of her HS graduation. Yeah, a little quick, but we were both fairly confident that we were going to pan out in the long run. Lived together for a few years then got married. Couple of years after that, our first kid was born. My wife gained quite a bit of weight, by her own admission, with that pregnancy. On top of that, she quit her “crazy” pills, as she called them, and doing so, didn't really help with her body image at the time.
It was tough adjusting to the change for both of us, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary until a year or so after her birth. During the holidays that year, I started getting the feeling that “something” was up. We weren't really talking a lot anymore. We both worked full time, she’d pick up our daughter from daycare, we’d all come home, eat dinner, get daughter to bed, and then we separated into our own worlds; her on a laptop and me at my desktop. This feeling continued through November and December. Finally in January, I log into her Facebook account and find out she’s been having an EA with a long time internet “friend”/chat partner. They essentially started talking online before she and I started dating. (they'd kept in touch the previous decade through IM/email) If it wasn't for FB’s chat history, I’d never had known that they were actively planning on meeting in person. (him driving up, state to state) The things they talked about weren't too graphic, to be honest, but they talked about stuff that a spouse should be saying to their other half, not an online chat buddy. After reading their entire log, spanning a couple of years, the wife goggles came off for the first time in our relationship. The first time I realized that we were slipping... and fast.
Like an idiot, I went about a week between finishing their chat log and confronting my wife about it. In that week, she instigated several times for sex and I turned her down each time, thinking I was “getting back at her”. (stupid Beta shit-thinking lol) After the third or fourth denial, she asked me what was going on. I emailed her their entire history, with yellow highlighting the more troubling parts. She was shocked, embarrassed, and seemed genuinely disgusted with what she did. We talked for hours about it and concluded that we’d start to focus on each other more. What happened next still confuses me to this day…. We had crazy, mind-blowing sex for the next three days in a row. I don’t know if it was because we hadn't connected physically in a long time, or if it was a combo of that and guilt, or if she was fantasizing about him each time. I’d like to think it was option #1 or 2. Additionally, after one of those sessions, cuddling with each other, we got on the subject of fantasies. She opened herself up to me on a whole new level. She told me she was always afraid to tell me her fantasies, like I’d think she was sick or something. “Uh, hello… you married a band geek: pervert since birth.” All in all, it just seemed like a lot of BS red tape had come down and we learned a pretty good lesson from that season in our marriage.
Since then, it’s been slow and steady. Sex a few times a month, wife slowly losing weight and adjusting to life without meds for both her mind and body. I’m very much convinced the lack of sex stems from my lack of leadership in our relationship as well as my “sex stock” having plummeted over the years.
Looking back, especially after reading the primer, I realized I had a lot of girls showing me so much attention, my wife knew it, and I can only assume she acted upon the feeling of “I should take care of him, or else someone else will."
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the weird thing is when it's happening the om ceases to exist as a person and you believe any story they come up with. (He is , abusive, it's just not working etc). Now I know that that is more of an attraction thing
Agree op should verify and shut it Down. All good alpha and beta should come from him.
You mean when you are the other man, the spouse ceases to exist to you? Wording was confusing.
If so, you bet. The om or ow also has a pretty well defined set of patterns they follow. That "not just friends" book was interesting in that it considered the view from all parties. (From memory, been a while since I read it again). It's important to understand everyone involved. That makes it possible to accurately predict the outcomes of your choices.
"I never meant to hurt you". Probably true...hence the rationale of treating women as I. They have the emotional maturity of an 18 year old?
I have no idea what you second paragraph means. You've learned from experience that all women have the emotional maturity of 18 year olds? If so, you just need to find better women. Seriously. The theory is not sound.
Absolutely. Def tried to embrace the "how things begin is how they end". Theory. But I be fair...there were numerous structural issues that led to said poaching. Ignorance I being the captain is NOT an acceptable excuse.
Second paragraph was a comment on the idea that when these ea/pa. Things are happening history changes, perspective changes, (ilybbilwy, "never meant it to happen". ). Etc. people really believe their own crapz
I mean treating women as I they are rational actors all the time is not prudent as clearly people are...well people. Oneitis, hypergamy, time before writing etc.