What to do?
Hi everyone,
I believe it's been well over a year since I last visited/posted, and I am so glad that you're all still here!
For those who do not remember me, some background: My SO, now in his 40's, was sexually abused by his father from ages 6-12, but has never sought any counselling for the night terrors, substance abuse, relationship/intimacy/sexual, and related other issues that are no doubt a result of that history. (I did buy a copy of "Victims No Longer" for us and left it laying around hoping he'd pick it up, but he said the picture on the front was even too upsetting for him, and stopped reading it after the first couple of chapters [meanwhile, I've read it so many times now, I could almost recite it verbatim from memory!]).
After some 2 1/2 years of trying everything I could to make our relationship work--living together for the last 15 mos. of that--I moved out of our apt.in Nov. of '03. Among other things, I had discovered that he'd been using--and dealing--cocaine the entire time we'd been together; suspected him of having had at least one (one night) affair; could no longer deal with his jealous obsession with/addiction to porn (especially when our sex life was extremely unhappy, impersonal, and infrequent at best); his lying, hiding things from me, etc; his generally shutting me out emotionally and otherwise; and his behaviour was also becoming increasingly hostile, hurtful and even violent towards the end (throwing things at me, punching holes in the wall, etc, on one occasion).
That Christmas I sent him a Christmas card with a poem I wrote addressed to "the man behind the masks." I still loved that man very deeply, but believed at the time that he was likely lost to me for good. We then reunited for a few months, during which period I began doing coke with him--something I'd quit for the 17 years prior--but, aside from the obvious folly in that, he only pushed me away that much further anyway. We only lived 5 blocks apart, but our relationship had become pretty much one of just daily phone calls from him (almost always sweet, but loaded with excuses as to why we couldn't actually spend any time together, etc), by the time I'd really had enough & formally ended things between us again in May.
To make a long story short, he immediately went out and started seeing/partying with a woman in her late 20's, while also taking a leave from his work and booking himself a 3 month trip to Europe.
His behaviour at the time both disgusted and hurt me deeply and I was relieved when he left town.
Almost as soon as he arrived overseas, he began emailing and calling me every week or so, but I did not return his emails or answer his calls for the first few weeks at least, and only sporadically after that. To me, it was a pointless exercise, and only "tore the scab off" the wounds I was working hard to heal in myself. Among other things, he kept writing that he'd been "clean" of both coke and porn since his arrival overseas, but I was not convinced that that would last, even if true.
Well, it's now been 8 mos. "clean" of cocaine for him. He's been back since early Oct/04, and we are once again living together. So much has changed, and we are both very happy together. For the most part. We talk more, share more, laugh more, relax more, and he is so much more openly loving, thoughtful, respectful and appreciative of me--consistently--than ever before. Due to the trust issues I've come to have with him over the past 3+ years, he has voluntarily offered and agreed to give me free access, should I want it, to all of his personal effects, his email, etc. Until recently, he has also seemed far more comfortable with my expressions (verbal and otherwise) of affections/sentiment towards him...something that used to frequently agitiate him in the past. And not only that, but he is far more "present" in our lovemaking and even sometimes uses the phrase "making love" when referring to our sex life now. Before, the phrase aggravated him to no end, and he would say, contemptuously, "Why don't people just call it what it is: 'Having sex'? As if mechanical, physical release was all there was to sex.
In the past he would never cuddle at night, always saying he wasn't comfortable sleeping on that shoulder or some other such thing, now he cuddles me every night, pulling and holding me close to him. In birthdays and Christmasses past he would get me a card and maybe some last minute
$10 item that showed no thought towards what I might like, whereas now he takes obvious pleasure in making those occasions extra special and even surprises me with flowers almost every Friday night
In the more mundane areas of our day-to-day life (budgets, household maintenance, etc) I feel very much--for the first time--like we are truly partners. It has been wonderful, blissfully so, to say the least.
Even the sex has improved, and he no longer turns away from me (or immediately gets up and leaves the room to shower or something) right afterwards like he used to. Still, this remains a difficult area of our relationship that still feels like a minefield to me. So many things trigger him. And, quite honestly, my awareness of the many ways in which he remains uncomfortable being sexual with me, leaves me feeling sexually uncomfortable, awkward, and frustrated much of the time. His father (perp) always talked to him during his molestations--about his fantasies, about what was turning him on, about what he wanted my SO to do to him, etc--so my talking in bed or asking my SO to communicate thoughts/turn-ons/fantasies/etc to me, in bed or out, is strictly prohibited. This and other such things often leaves me feeling quite literally ignorant of what's going on for my SO when we're in bed together...a fact that I experience as alienating, if nothing else.
Also, he says that he's "not thinking of/about anything" when we're making love (which I find very hard to believe), and is only focussed on the physical sensations of the moment, though he says he doesn't give any thought to what those sensations are either.
Another area of concern is that while I have found no evidence of him looking at hardcore porn since he's been back, I am aware that he's been spending increasingly frequent periods of time seeking out and looking at what I'd call "soft porn" on the net (naked women, internet videos of naked or semi-clad women dancing or caressing themselves, etc)when I'm not home. This is slowly growing to be a concern for me, especially as his interest in me sexually seems to have been diminishing at about the same time. \
Well, a couple of weeks ago I seem to have "blown it" once more, by trying to talk with him--however lovingly--about how I'm feeling when it comes to our sex life these days. I've acknowledged that it's been much better since he's been back, while also letting him know that there remains things I want/need from him as a lover, and am wanting some guidance/insight from him, if nothing else. We haven't made love/had sex since.
There is more to this than what I've written here, but that's enough for now. Any thoughts/comments/suggestions that you may have would be greatly appreciated--especially from male SA survivors.
Many thanks in advance,
Stride
I believe it's been well over a year since I last visited/posted, and I am so glad that you're all still here!
For those who do not remember me, some background: My SO, now in his 40's, was sexually abused by his father from ages 6-12, but has never sought any counselling for the night terrors, substance abuse, relationship/intimacy/sexual, and related other issues that are no doubt a result of that history. (I did buy a copy of "Victims No Longer" for us and left it laying around hoping he'd pick it up, but he said the picture on the front was even too upsetting for him, and stopped reading it after the first couple of chapters [meanwhile, I've read it so many times now, I could almost recite it verbatim from memory!]).
After some 2 1/2 years of trying everything I could to make our relationship work--living together for the last 15 mos. of that--I moved out of our apt.in Nov. of '03. Among other things, I had discovered that he'd been using--and dealing--cocaine the entire time we'd been together; suspected him of having had at least one (one night) affair; could no longer deal with his jealous obsession with/addiction to porn (especially when our sex life was extremely unhappy, impersonal, and infrequent at best); his lying, hiding things from me, etc; his generally shutting me out emotionally and otherwise; and his behaviour was also becoming increasingly hostile, hurtful and even violent towards the end (throwing things at me, punching holes in the wall, etc, on one occasion).
That Christmas I sent him a Christmas card with a poem I wrote addressed to "the man behind the masks." I still loved that man very deeply, but believed at the time that he was likely lost to me for good. We then reunited for a few months, during which period I began doing coke with him--something I'd quit for the 17 years prior--but, aside from the obvious folly in that, he only pushed me away that much further anyway. We only lived 5 blocks apart, but our relationship had become pretty much one of just daily phone calls from him (almost always sweet, but loaded with excuses as to why we couldn't actually spend any time together, etc), by the time I'd really had enough & formally ended things between us again in May.
To make a long story short, he immediately went out and started seeing/partying with a woman in her late 20's, while also taking a leave from his work and booking himself a 3 month trip to Europe.
His behaviour at the time both disgusted and hurt me deeply and I was relieved when he left town.
Almost as soon as he arrived overseas, he began emailing and calling me every week or so, but I did not return his emails or answer his calls for the first few weeks at least, and only sporadically after that. To me, it was a pointless exercise, and only "tore the scab off" the wounds I was working hard to heal in myself. Among other things, he kept writing that he'd been "clean" of both coke and porn since his arrival overseas, but I was not convinced that that would last, even if true.
Well, it's now been 8 mos. "clean" of cocaine for him. He's been back since early Oct/04, and we are once again living together. So much has changed, and we are both very happy together. For the most part. We talk more, share more, laugh more, relax more, and he is so much more openly loving, thoughtful, respectful and appreciative of me--consistently--than ever before. Due to the trust issues I've come to have with him over the past 3+ years, he has voluntarily offered and agreed to give me free access, should I want it, to all of his personal effects, his email, etc. Until recently, he has also seemed far more comfortable with my expressions (verbal and otherwise) of affections/sentiment towards him...something that used to frequently agitiate him in the past. And not only that, but he is far more "present" in our lovemaking and even sometimes uses the phrase "making love" when referring to our sex life now. Before, the phrase aggravated him to no end, and he would say, contemptuously, "Why don't people just call it what it is: 'Having sex'? As if mechanical, physical release was all there was to sex.
In the past he would never cuddle at night, always saying he wasn't comfortable sleeping on that shoulder or some other such thing, now he cuddles me every night, pulling and holding me close to him. In birthdays and Christmasses past he would get me a card and maybe some last minute
$10 item that showed no thought towards what I might like, whereas now he takes obvious pleasure in making those occasions extra special and even surprises me with flowers almost every Friday night

Even the sex has improved, and he no longer turns away from me (or immediately gets up and leaves the room to shower or something) right afterwards like he used to. Still, this remains a difficult area of our relationship that still feels like a minefield to me. So many things trigger him. And, quite honestly, my awareness of the many ways in which he remains uncomfortable being sexual with me, leaves me feeling sexually uncomfortable, awkward, and frustrated much of the time. His father (perp) always talked to him during his molestations--about his fantasies, about what was turning him on, about what he wanted my SO to do to him, etc--so my talking in bed or asking my SO to communicate thoughts/turn-ons/fantasies/etc to me, in bed or out, is strictly prohibited. This and other such things often leaves me feeling quite literally ignorant of what's going on for my SO when we're in bed together...a fact that I experience as alienating, if nothing else.
Also, he says that he's "not thinking of/about anything" when we're making love (which I find very hard to believe), and is only focussed on the physical sensations of the moment, though he says he doesn't give any thought to what those sensations are either.
Another area of concern is that while I have found no evidence of him looking at hardcore porn since he's been back, I am aware that he's been spending increasingly frequent periods of time seeking out and looking at what I'd call "soft porn" on the net (naked women, internet videos of naked or semi-clad women dancing or caressing themselves, etc)when I'm not home. This is slowly growing to be a concern for me, especially as his interest in me sexually seems to have been diminishing at about the same time. \
Well, a couple of weeks ago I seem to have "blown it" once more, by trying to talk with him--however lovingly--about how I'm feeling when it comes to our sex life these days. I've acknowledged that it's been much better since he's been back, while also letting him know that there remains things I want/need from him as a lover, and am wanting some guidance/insight from him, if nothing else. We haven't made love/had sex since.
There is more to this than what I've written here, but that's enough for now. Any thoughts/comments/suggestions that you may have would be greatly appreciated--especially from male SA survivors.
Many thanks in advance,
Stride