I've heard this phrase here and there but never really gave it much thought. But now I'm in a situation where I can kind of relate. And boy, how frustrating it is. My husband is my best friend, and, 14 years older and wiser than I, almost like a father figure to me. Not in a weird way-I mean he advises me, and most of the time he is right. I've grown quite a bit in the past couple of years, in large part thanks to him. He knows when to push me, and when to back off and just support me in love.
I've realized that when we first started, it wasn't love at all. It was infatuation and lust. I'm a bit ashamed of that, but at least I can admit it now. I do love him now that I've gotten to know him really well. Sure, there are some things I don't like, but overall, the total person, I love.
Here's where it gets complicated. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like being with someone else. I feel guilty, because he's good to me. But I don't feel that spark, either mentally/intellectuall y, or physically/sexually. I've touched on this before on the forum. For me it's not just about "fucking" more, it's about that mental connection. I would love to be able to have more cerebral conversations with him. But when we talk, even about basic things, I sometimes feel like he's barely listening. And forget about any deep, meaningful conversations.
Basically, I don't feel "in love." Honestly, I don't think I ever was. Then I wonder if I'm overthinking it, or expecting too much. There is no such thing as a perfect partner, I know that. I just want to know if anyone else knows what I mean. I sometimes wish that we had remained friends so we could share that platonic love without the expectation of deep commitment and marriage.
Thanks for reading through--as I've said before, I don't have friends, so this is pretty much my only outlet.
I've realized that when we first started, it wasn't love at all. It was infatuation and lust. I'm a bit ashamed of that, but at least I can admit it now. I do love him now that I've gotten to know him really well. Sure, there are some things I don't like, but overall, the total person, I love.
Here's where it gets complicated. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like being with someone else. I feel guilty, because he's good to me. But I don't feel that spark, either mentally/intellectuall y, or physically/sexually. I've touched on this before on the forum. For me it's not just about "fucking" more, it's about that mental connection. I would love to be able to have more cerebral conversations with him. But when we talk, even about basic things, I sometimes feel like he's barely listening. And forget about any deep, meaningful conversations.
Basically, I don't feel "in love." Honestly, I don't think I ever was. Then I wonder if I'm overthinking it, or expecting too much. There is no such thing as a perfect partner, I know that. I just want to know if anyone else knows what I mean. I sometimes wish that we had remained friends so we could share that platonic love without the expectation of deep commitment and marriage.
Thanks for reading through--as I've said before, I don't have friends, so this is pretty much my only outlet.