Today I am writing about the subject that is always on my mind...the fact that I am in a new relationship. If you follow my blog you know that my husband and I have recently separated and I just got my own place a couple weeks ago so me being involved with a new man already probably comes as a bit of a shock.
I actually started seeing X before Ed and I split up. Before we even talked about splitting up. I know that wasn't a nice thing to do. I had decided I wanted a divorce before X. I wasn't fair to Ed, though, and didn't tell him how I was feeling. For that I'm sorry.
X and I reconnected on Facebook. We have a shared history and it didn't take any time at all before we were writing each other long messages and talking for hours in the phone. We decided to meet for coffee. I was a little nervous about meeting him face to face after so many years but it turned out to be very comfortable. I enjoyed talking to him quite a bit.
It wasn't long before our conversations turned towards sex. We made it clear to each other that we shared an attraction for each other and pretty quickly ended up in bed together.
The sex has been terrific. The best I've had, in fact. I can't get enough of him. We can spend hours making love and talking and making love some more. It's wonderful. Being with him makes me feel terrific.
However, there is a catch. X is married. And has a young child that he adores. I'm the "other woman". I can't contact him in the evenings or on weekends. I can't make plans with him for any time in the future. We sneak in time when we can. I can't really put any demands on him. It doesn't help that we live an hour away from each other.
My brother says i should end things immediately Most of my friends say I need do what I need to be happy. One is a mistress, herself, so we talk about the realities of it. She tells me I need to accept the fact that he'll probably never leave his wife. She asks me if that is something I'm prepared to deal with.
I can't honestly answer that. I can't imagine not having him in my life now. The thought of it causes my blood to run cold. But I can't predict the future; nobody can.
Today is his anniversary. Most of the time I take an ostrich approach to the fact that he is married. I bury my head in the sand and pretend it doesn't exist. Once in a while, though, something comes along that shoves it right in my face. Today I feel like our relationship is more vulnerable than it has ever been.
Tomorrow we will talk and he will reassure me. Tomorrow I will remember that I'm getting a piece of him that his wife never will; that he and I share something pretty amazing.
But this is tonight.
---Posting from my iPhone every day in 2010