Cheese and crackers people. *sigh*
Ya know, I get that each person is individual in their beliefs, likes, and dislikes. Everyone has their own feelings on every subject matter under the sun. However, when you're in a relationship, there's a little thing called respect of one another's feelings. Maybe it's a trivial example, but I wear certain articles of clothing because my husband likes it and I respect his preference and it's not a big deal to me to switch. Same thing for him. He has done and still does things that I prefer over his normal method. (Please don't start arguing whether that's respect, conflict avoidance, or codependency)
Whether we're talking the color of shoe laces or something as controversial as porn, the respect for one another's feelings is important and a factor whether we should/shouldn't do something. But because in this conversation it's *porn*, it's suddenly all my problem and I should just shut up and get over it and inspect absolutely nothing but my problem with it and whether I'm being completely honest with myself, my spouse, my prudishness, etc. I'm being honest. With myself and my husband.
Never mind the fact that he had negative feelings about our relationship, didn't speak up, internalized, and took his anger and frustration out on me by looking up porn. (Doesn't matter if he likes it or not. Doesn't matter if I like it or not.) He could have easily picked up the phone and called/texted a designer in his office. And I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, had he taken that route, the comments here would be vastly different and I wouldn't be told I was making up imaginary red flags or vaguely blame-shifting. But because it was "only" porn, it's a no biggie and boys will be boys. No concern or red flag should be appropriated. I should give him a chance, turn a blind eye, and move on.
If I were to lie to my husband and hide something after Dday, I would be hung by the toenails. And rightly so. Doesn't matter if it's chronic nose picking or porn. I expect my husband to respect me the same way I respect him. We are both holding one another accountable in an much more strict and sober way. Did I blow that up previously? Did I blow up our relationship with infidelity? Did I blow up our relationship with porn? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
We have a new relationship now. We both know the terrible dangers in relationships of lack of communication and poor coping mechanisms. We both are working on communication, respect, and loyalty. So tell me again how him lying and hiding something because of his anger and frustration at me is healthy?
Bottom line, he said yet again last night, porn is not to be a part of our marriage. Doesn't matter if either party likes/enjoys it. We are mutually respecting one another's feelings and beliefs on it and refraining from that activity. Period. We're crystal clear on that. He has his own reasons for it. I have mine. Yes mine include my own negative experiences and insecurities about it. Is that healthy? Maybe not. I'm working on that. Not gonna happen overnight.
I don't *secretly* like porn. And I completely understand that it's "ok" if I do/don't/whatever. There's nothing to inspect there on that front. Don't like it. Period. During the A, I was physically sick when my AP started in on it. When he expressed disappointment that we didn't share that "common bond", I faked it. It's kinda easy to do when you're separated by over 300 miles. You can type, click, copy and paste anything and they're none the wiser. I lied to him about who I was, my name, location, and other things. What's the difference about lying about like/dislike of porn? Nothing.
The rules were still the same after my confession.
Were they really? Did you assume they were the same or verbally say "No more porn for either of us." or "No more porn for me." Leaving the door open for Mr. A.
Yes really. No open doors. For either of us.
I'll be frank. Right now I'm shaking in my shoes. Because I have a belief and a feeling, still forming, that is being challenged. My background is full of, "I'm the adult, you are the child, Shut up, don't think, and obey." then when I hit adulthood, I'm supposed to automatically know the right way to handle everything. I'm developing nerve. The ability to stand up for myself even when people don't agree with me, voraciously defend their POV, and push. I don't even have to reply to this thread anymore if I so wish. But I do because I am voicing what is in my head. I started this conversation and as nervous as I am, will say what I feel/think. I do find it curious that I'm told I'm angry when questioning a thought though. Does it have to be anger? Or standing up for what I believe in?
Subject closed. We'll figure the rest out on our own.
starrysky
Today was day two of getting up early and reading before the kids wake. (This is major because I'm so not a morning person) I like the stillness and quiet of the house, the relaxing moments before the kids wake and the house settles into noisy chaos. I feel more centered and calm. In only two days!?
I'm still looking into other enriching things for "me" time. Work in progress.
SLHer
We both laughed at a "proper moniker" for Hubs. Mr. Aubrie just doesn't sound very masculine or cool and I kinda hate the term too, but we both agree it still beats the standard, clinical sound of, "My BS". I don't know if he'll register, even for a proper name. Maybe he and I will pow-wow later and find a new reference for him here.
Date night went exceptionally well, thank you. Even better, we held hands and conquered a trigger/fear together.
Thank you everyone for your thoughts, comments, POV, pushing, prodding, challenging. I really appreciate it.
[This message edited by Aubrie84 at 9:43 AM, May 31st (Friday)]