Almost Divorce- Part 11 GW RelationshipsPosted: 2011/09/22
This series is published once a week on Thursday’s. Or you can start at the beginning here
OK lovies, enough dicking around. Let’s get to the good stuff. I’m pretty sure the haters and faint of heart have bailed by now, so let’s get to business. I’ve FULLY embraced this story in all its glory in the last week. I guess all that bullshit about writing being cathartic is showing to be partially true. The timing of this one is funny, because last week on Wednesday night I had a Reddit meet up with Panda. And on Thursday morning the post about Reddit meet ups hit. Ah serendipity sometimes is nice. And um yes this does mean I logged in at 10:21pm EST the night before this is due at 7am ( decided to publish early) to write and edit. And found a whopping one paragraph waiting for me. It’s all good though, I’m super stoked to write this one, even if I have to do it until 1am. So without further ado, let’s hit this. Just remember all my warnings and caveats when we started this with Part 3. And repeated again in Part 7.
Side note: I bet you didn’t know that Part 3 Reddit R/Gonewild is the most read post on this blog. It gets hit almost daily, once they figure out there are no pics of my nipples here (sorry sweet boys they are retired) they usually leave. Some stay and read and that is awesome. Thanks for sticking around lovies, nice to meet you.
If there was ONLY ONE thing I could tell you about GW relationships, well hang on a minute and I’ll go dig up what I told the Big Guy in his letter of apology… one moment please…ahh here we go. With my apologies to the Big Guy, but they are my words and pretty darn good ones.
GW is a falsifier of intimacy; it is a pressure cooker of “relationships”. It starts out about sex and feeling good and then it becomes harder and harder to maintain that level of excitement without ratcheting up the stakes. It becomes harder to get that melty, gooshy, all consuming desire for someone without being able to feed it physically. That kind of play and contact is a drug that can leave you feeling very empty and also push you to want more more more from whoever throws a nipple and a smile and a Skype addy your way. It creates emotions that cannot be maintained and may not be real. The need for that ego boost, the feelings of being loved and wanted and appreciated and that amazing post orgasm euphoria after coming together. It’s simply not sustainable. In GW it flames up quickly, burns white hot, then seems to enter into some sort of law of diminishing returns that becomes harder and harder to satisfy. It was you who looked at me one early day in chat and declared to the world in the chat roll…“You are a drug and I am addicted”. I don’t think there is a way I could sum up my feelings on this subject in a more clear or concise manner. That letter of apology was something like 3000 words. To provide some perspective most of these posts are about 1,000 words and I never planned a life with the Big Guy or faked my identity.
While my itunes randomly plays John Mayer Edge of Desire…here you can enjoy it too…
The very first interaction I ever had with anyone was always complimentary or flirty or sexy or all three. It is a porn and sex site and chat. I was there to feel good and make others feel good. The openness is implicit in your mere presence. Getting hit on to go private was an hourly or sometime more occurrence. If I wanted that kind of action I could have it anytime I wanted. But really I had the most fun talking and bantering and flirting with guys. Those of you that know me physically have seen this happen, it works just like that only it’s on a computer. I established rapport with a lot of the guys who were in chat regularity at the same times I was. Which would sometimes, but not always because I had just friends guys in there too, turn into hey would you like to watch/play, like fap buddy. In a few cases that would you like to watch/play turned into me only playing with a certain guy exclusively for weeks and weeks at a time before fading back down to something between nothing and friendship.
Think of it kind of like an online bar/party/ where your hook up probability skyrockets. Some guys are one thing stands, some guys become fuck buddies, some guys you date. In some rare cases some guy becomes your boyfriend or husband . GW hooking up basically follows the same kind of relationship path within the one night, fuck buddy, date scope. Just think random fappage boys, somewhat regular play date boys who stick to business, and regularly scheduled play date boys who you also hang out with via chatting or emailing all the time. I had guys in all of these categories that didn’t fall into the trap I mention above in my apology excerpt. There are just a lot of things in play with someones heart and soul. You just never know who will move it and why or where you will find them. You never know when you will make an emotional connection with someone and where that might take you, regardless of where you may have planned on going. It was the regularly scheduled play date boys who you also hang out with via chatting or emailing all the time that caused the ripples and problems in my already cracking marriage. I think The Husband might have been all right if everything had stayed at random fappage or boys who stick to business. I think we both know that was never going to actually happen.
So what was going on in my marriage during all this time? We started marriage counseling and the guys was just awful. He completely ignored the whole online, and all of its problems for me, for the acrid point that what I really wanted was The Husband to step up and be a man, to grow up, to get some balls and put his foot down. To take the respect he should be given. Of course I had a lot to learn too, but at this point I don’t think I was ready for any of that. I was living this weird marriage where he was horribly violating my privacy and often mad at me for some GW infraction or another, yet bought me a nicer, better web camera for my birthday. Really, he did that. It’s the one I used for the entirety of chat round 2. Things went one and on this way for 6 months with multitudes of boys and the fights they would cause. But it wasn’t like we fought constantly about it. It was more like there would be a period of calm and oh maybe it will be ok, and a period of fighting about a blip that wasn’t ok. When I met PJ we were in a period of calm. In fact I think we had even backed down the marriage counseling to every other week or monthly. Really we thought we had it all worked out and could manage to keep it together on our own. Well I did anyway, in my mind everything was going to work out ok with us, this was just a phase we were going through and eventually it would settle out and we could keep going on.
And then I met PJ.
I’ll tell you about that next Thursday.