…where one of the main characters responds in similar fashion to the situation below (“fingercuffs” anyone?):
When I started dating my current boyfriend, it was as if everything fell into place. It finally felt like what I thought a relationship should feel like. I was incredibly happy, but also afraid that my boyfriend would find out something about my past that would change how he felt about me. He seemed uncomfortable with the number of people I had slept with, but it wasn’t a huge issue.
One night, after talking about a friend of ours who met his girlfriend in a threesome, he asked me if I had ever been in one. It didn’t occur to me to lie, particularly about something I consider so minor, so I answered honestly and told him yes.
After that, everything changed. [Lo: you think?] The night I told him I’d had a threesome, he cried and said he felt sick. He became so angry with me that he began to pick at me, and it seems like everything I do is wrong. Overnight, I went from being in a relationship that made me even more confident and happy with myself to being in a relationship that brings me down and constantly reminds me of my shortcomings.
It’s been six months since he found out. I asked him to get therapy, and he saw two people. He said none of their suggestions helped (one suggested that he laugh it off and make it into a joke), and they seemed to run out of ideas. Now it’s like he’s given up. We hardly ever have sex anymore, because when we have sex, he thinks about my past. He says that he sees sex as sacred, and even though he’s not religious, he has all of these rules on what is right and what is wrong. I’m not asking for his approval of my past actions, just understanding and forgiveness. I’ve tried explaining my past and why I did the things that I did, and I’ve tried to make him understand how much he means to me and how much I value sex with him, but nothing seems to make any difference. I’d made a couples therapy appointment for us, but he “has something to do then” and says he wouldn’t feel comfortable talking about this stuff to a therapist in front of me.
I can’t keep feeling so ashamed of a past I had come to terms with, but I also can’t bring myself to give up on someone that I love so much. Before the threesome fiasco, we’d been talking about marriage and our future, and now I wonder how he could have meant any of that. If he loved me so much, how could his love and respect for me be so conditional? Is there anything he can do to get over this, or am I going to have to forget about how good things used to be and move on? It’s Christmastime, and here I am trying to figure out where to live and who gets the cats and how on earth I can handle all of this hurt.
Oops!!! I’m supposed to keep my opinions to myself until you guys express yours first.
:::starting again::: (ignore my initial reaction)
So, people…how would you handle this scenario? Do you tell about that threesome or that night with the goat? Or do you keep it to yourself to avoid unnecessary drama that has no relevance to your current relationship? Or does it?
Is this one of those questions that, no matter how you answer it, means you’ve had a threesome? Have you had a threesome?
Salon.com: Since You Asked: My boyfriend freaked out because I had a threesome
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