Apologies if this post is not organized in the slightest. I kind of want to journal, but my journal doesn’t talk back to me, so here I am.
I know everyone says "You can’t possibly know how you’d react to infidelity if it was committed against you," and I’m sure that’s correct… It’s just really, really, really difficult for me to believe that I would have as… turbulent of a reaction as most people do. The idea of my H having sex or a relationship with someone else really doesn’t bother me at all, and I feel like as long as my needs were being met and our QOL together didn’t decrease, or he went starting a new family, or there was danger of him leaving us… Then what’s really the big deal?
I understand people feel differently, and that’s not a choice for them. I’ve seen polyamorous people absolutely torture themselves trying to consciously and rationally"ascend" from jealousy and possessiveness, believing that offering their non-monogamous partner that freedom to engage with others is the ultimate form of love… They just don’t ever seem to get there. It seems like they just shove that pain deep down and never address it until the relationship inevitably ends. Whereas "successfully" poly couples seem not to experience that pain in the first place. Maybe I just fall into that latter category? And H, while not a very strict monogamist, would fall into the former.
I just find myself kind of wishing I could feel that kind of jealousy and pain, even though I know it’s gotta be hell. I feel like I just can’t empathize fully with BH’s feelings, and I want to be able to do that. This is going to sound really, really bad but…If I’m being completely honest, sometimes I catch myself reading posts here, often from people who have been in the R&R process for multiple decades, and wondering if they’re being "dramatic." Logically, I know they’re not. I mean, I’ve been away from my abusive parent for over a decade and I’m still experiencing deep pain from what happened to me, so it follows that someone who experienced infidelity from their loved one might feel that way too… I am just struggling to find the emotional understanding for it. I hear people’s words for what they’re feeling, but the words aren’t producing the same feelings in me, and I just can’t imagine feeling the same way in their shoes.
I worry that might be my and BH’s situation someday. I empathize well enough with him in the moments when he’s obviously triggered presently, and I have zero desire to put a deadline on his healing, by any means. But in 10, 20, 30 years from years from now if he’s triggered, will I internally roll my eyes and think "STILL???" I don’t want that to be the case for either of us. I wonder if it also has anything to do with my complete inability to hold a grudge… But pain is different from holding a grudge, isn’t it? One is feeling hurt, and the other is feeling hurt and angry about it.
I have been struggling a lot with a long depressive episode and obsessive thoughts (most often about chickens— I fckn love my birbies. I built them a whole playground yesterday— but it’s edging into other self-sustainment projects. You know, in case the apocalypse comes… Another manifestation of insecurity, I’m sure.) I feel like I’ve hit a roadblock with the self-love thing, and I’ve reverted to relying on BH for help with feeling loved and desired… But is that really an unreasonable thing to want from your spouse?? He’s doing an outstanding job either way. (If you’re reading this, I love you babydoll. I’m sorry about the previous paragraph. Thanks for being so patient with me; I’m trying to snap out of it.)
I feel like our MC abandoned us. He texted me to ask if we had scheduled for this week, and I said "No, not yet," and all he said was "No worries." I was expecting him to offer some available time slots, but he didn’t. Nor did he when I asked what time slots he had available a day later… Do we have to change MCs again? I hate this. I know I should just be a big girl about it and use my words with him, but it feels so yucky.
I find myself missing boot camp a little bit, which is probably one of the most bizarre things I’ve ever felt. I’m also half hoping this upcoming service period doesn’t get cancelled; I want to be out there with my people, sleeping under the stars and doing good work even though we’re sleep deprived. I guess I miss suffering together with others, having structure, being forced to self-improve whether I feel motivated to or not (staying fit was so easy! Running along the shoreline while the sun rises all around you, laughing inside while your DI’s struggle to keep up with you?? Pure gold! Exhilarating!), and appreciating basic creature comforts after they’ve been taken away… I need to find a way to bring that to my life while I’m being a civilian.