chickaboomski
Active Member
So finally after 1 year of question and wonder why did my man seem disinterested in sex with me, why when we did could I never or rarely satisfy him, why when we did was it empty, robotic, sad? Why when we did, did he not see me, but stared through me and close his eyes. Why would he prefer porn instead of the real thing. Then I found here. 6 months ago, I approached the subject of his use, his rejection of me for it, which he never hid or lied about. But refusal to acknowledge it was and addiction the lies, sneaking, cover ups, betrayal began. This made a man appear who I had not met before. He was cranky, depressed, moody and on a few occasions outright mean and hurtful with his words. Not because he was valid, but because he was looking to me for our relationship breaking down as I desperately tried to save it. But 2 weeks ago hit a tipping point. The month prior he had tested the limits of how much I could take, he tested the boundaries I had set out of respect for myself. He backed himself into a corner of lose it all or lose porn... For good. He clasped on to excuses... No ones perfect, reasons... I didn't think it was a big deal. Justifications... I never hid it from you. My silence and only words said... I am done. You did know it was a big deal, we have been over it before. I am not asking for perfection. I got an apology and we both had a sleepless restless night in separate rooms. The next morning I got an acknowledgement of his addiction. Breaking my trust and hurting me. We spent the next night apart. I had finally after 6 months got what I wanted. Or so I thought. Being pushed to the point of throwing it all away for porn, means our relationship is in ruins, and restoring and rebuilding trust is going to be super hard. I can see the effort, I can see the change. I am meeting a man I have never met who makes my heart skip a beat. He is present. He looks at me. At me. Not through me. He holds me. Now when we have sex there is an intimacy that has been missing our whole relationship. My trust however, is non existant. My anxiety is at an all time high, knowing that if he falls from grace again. That is it for us. I shake at the thought that I have given him the opportunity to break my heart again. I am in a bipola state (figure of speech) of highs and lows in the one day when I think about it. So I try not to think about it. I try and take one moment at a time. I am trying to focus only on the moment we are in. Not in the future and not in the past. He is turning into the man of my dreams. My heart swells everyday at the love he has for me. Its just the realization that our journey has just trully begun is a little overwhelming. I know this is a long road and I am hesitant to be jumping for joy just yet. But YAY 2 weeks my man. Now heres to the next 2.