My husband asked yesterday if I ever thought I would be normal in regards to certain things. I told him that I didn't know what normal looks like but that my goal is to be healthy. He looked at me weird but he does that a lot when I actually get out of my head and talk.
Those certain things that he's referring to are my incredible sexual hang ups. I came home from therapy the other night with a list of things that he cannot do and the reasons why. He was told all of those things by my counselor before we got married so that we were hopefully on the same page.
Problem was, when he did any one of those things that bothered me, I never said anything to him.
My counselor originally wrote the list as I talked about what things bothered me. But I decided to I hand write it again so that he knew that it was coming from me. I gave it to him and initially he looked surprised and confused. Then he said that he needed some time and I was positive that he was really mad at me.
Turns out that he was mad at himself for hurting me. He thought those rules were my therapist's rules and not my own. I confirmed that thinking when I never said anything when he did something that hurt me.
I won't get into the details of the list because it was awful to talk about and write. But I think that what upset me the most was the fact that I had no good answers for why I let him do things that hurt, bother or upset me. All I knew was that I was the same person with him that I have been in the past with all the other men and I felt so ashamed for that.
My EX-husband, among other things, had a rape fantasy. So guess what he did every few months? I still have a hard time walking into my own dark house even though it's not the same one he and I lived in together. And forget about hiding around a corner to scare me. That's a cardinal sin in our home and everyone knows it.
My father... my best bet was to look like I enjoyed it. If I showed pain it only made it worse. Same for his friends. But then there were the times where I couldn't muster anything close to a look of pleasure because kids aren't made to do those kinds of things. Those were the worst times.
My husband isn't anything close to being like the other men. If I told them not to do something because it hurt me, they did that thing even more. My husband isn't like that and I don't understand why I would think that of of him. But I do.
I also think that says more about my own condition than his state or that of our marriage.
Now I'm not going to lie. I'm scared to death now that he knows the things that can hurt me and bother me the most. I trust him but then I don't because really, I don't fully trust anyone. I feel extremely vulnerable. I don't know the things that could bring him to a mental stand-still or break him down yet he knows some of my deepest and exacting issues.
It's hard enough growing up the way I did. But then I grow up and once again find myself in a disadvantaged position in my own marriage with the man that I love. I hate that.
I guess the good thing is that he hasn't gone anywhere in 6 years. And he's still here even after me bringing home a list of do's and don'ts. So even though I don't know what normal is; I guess this might be our own normal. He still doesn't understand my differentiation between normal and healthy and that's probably because healthy is normal to him. I guess that makes sense for someone who isn't as fucked up as I am.
I feel childish in this thinking but it's what I want. I don't care about normal but I want to be healthy. Normal can mean so many different things but healthy seems like a much more concise goal. I just read my last few sentences and I realized that I just said something that I want. I don't ever do that so I'm hoping that is a step in the right direction of healthy.
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