Submitted by urbanearthmama on Sun, 07/20/2008 - 9:48pm.
I have a great life, a great husband(married 10 years, together 18!!), three fab kids, a job I love. And I am really happy, I am grateful, but I am also, well bored and restless. I want to go out with my girlfriends, dress sexy and drink a little too much, and flirt with strangers. I have a deep and dark desire to have a torrid affair one of a number of men I know. (one or two inparticular, but lets not go there)
I don’t do these things, well--I do a little, once or twice a month I go with my girlfriends and have(whoa!) three drinks and stay out until(hold on!)like 1 am. I flirt with strangers. I eyeball men.
Heres the bummer, I feel like a real bitch because I do this, because I WANT to do this. Because I don’t desire my husband, my sexy, darling, devoted husband who would walk across the world to get me a blade of grass.
I realize that , yes, 18 years is long time with one man, and well--I’m only 34. I never slept around or picked up strangers in bars. I was in college when I was 21, never did the big bar scene because I was part of the intellectual crowd. Then came marriage and kids...and I wouldn't trade a minute of it, not one single minute. But now I’m working and DH is staying home and going to school and I have the new--well freedom, I guess. But it feels like flirting with danger, KWIM? Hell, I don’t know why or where I’m going with this. There is some huge part of me that wishes for freedom, even though I know better. The worst part is I just don't wish these feelings away, I embrace them, I love the "new " dark side of me, the side that feels like it could do anything, break any rule.
Thanks for the advice and comments. I suppose it isn't that I would actually cheat, I could have before and what I have now is just too valuable to me. It is just such an intense feeling of recklessness, sex is only one part of it. I wish I could channel it to DH. Well, maybe I can.
But its also this desire to lead a different sort of life, a less content life, an edgy life that would make me miserable, but be exciting... Or just to pretend to on a Saturday night.
KWIM?
Mummy's alright, Daddy's alright, they just seem a little weird...