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The Advice Goddess
Amy Alkon |
I’m an older woman (almost 50) in a six-year live-in relationship with a 25-year-old guy. The problem is he wants to sleep with other girls. I understand his need to be with other girls, especially at his age. Although I consented, I love him and cannot bear the thought of this. When he slept with two girls, he told me right away and said he’d used protection. I said, “I don’t want you feeling guilty about exploring a natural aspect of human behavior,” and I suggested taking a break from the relationship. He responded that he loved me and couldn’t see his life without me. (He’s financially stable, so money isn’t a consideration.) Sometimes, I want to say, “This isn’t working, and I want to move on.” But, that would be far from the truth. I left a financially and emotionally stable 20-year relationship to be with him, and I haven’t regretted a minute of it.
— Tormented
“I understand his need to be with other girls,” you say. Right. So,
he’ll come home and say, “I slept with these two girls. And I have five
more scheduled for next week.” What do you do, say “You kids have a good
time” then pack his “World of Warcraft” lunchbox with condoms and a
cookie?
Not many women in their 40s can find their way into barely legal
bliss. (What did you do, park outside the prom and hand out Tootsie Pops
and cans of Schlitz?) Unfortunately, the age-mismatched relationship
has some pitfalls; for example, having one’s youngster stud pop up in
bed, six years in, and say, “Hey, wait! I forgot to have drunken
hookups!” Even if you are the hottest thing this side of menopause, you
can’t compete with all the Hottie McBody 20-somethings he’s never had.
In theory, you can be all modern and evolved and say, “I love you
enough to give you your sexual freedom.” In practice, while he’s off
learning a thing or two from Amber and Tiffany, the position you find
yourself in is the fetal one, with bouts of explosive sobbing. There’s
much that’s unrealistic about pledging eternal monogamy, but sexually
open relationships don’t work for a whole lot of people. Even the late
Nena O’Neill, who co-authored the ‘70s bestseller “Open Marriage,” came
to that conclusion, writing in “The Marriage Premise” that these
arrangements often leave the participants feeling jealous, resentful,
insecure and abandoned —“sometimes as strongly as they do when a
clandestine affair is discovered.”
Being with a much younger guy is a bit like being with a rock
star. “The power of the least interested” comes into play, meaning that
the partner who can walk the easiest calls the shots (like by announcing
that he needs to have his cake and his cupcakes, too). Because you left
a lot to be with him, there’s probably temptation to stay with him at
all cost. That’s easy to say yes to in the abstract. And then, some
night, you’ll have no calls from him for a block of hours and start
flashing on all the horrible scenarios: fiery car crash … or did he bump
into a hot pair of twins? Think about the emotional cost of living this
way, day after day, and consider whether it might be time to give him
that final teary kiss and part as friends with some wonderful memories.
(In Bogie’s words at the end of “Casablanca,” “We’ll always have Chuck
E. Cheese.”)
Take A rein check
My husband and I are friends with several couples. He
hangs out with the men of this group once a week, and I occasionally
join them. Recently, for one of the guys’ birthday, the plan was dinner
and a movie, but when my husband got off the phone with the birthday
boy, he said I wasn’t invited. (None of the wives was, including the
birthday boy’s.) Am I wrong for feeling angry and hurt?
— Excluded
Think how angry and hurt men must feel when they’re excluded from the
wives’ mani-pedi night. (“Hey, Frank, should I have her do Blushing
Bride or Nudist Colony on my toes?”) You’re actually taking it
personally that guys want a guys’ night out? We all know men talk
differently when there are no wives around. (Especially to the
stripper.) You have some warped ideas about what you’re entitled to as
somebody’s spouse. You got married, not conjoined. On the appointed
evening, let your husband off his leash and smile and wave as he goes.
Allowing him his freedom should leave him feeling less compelled to take
it — along with half of the house and everything you two own. If you
can’t quite manage to ease up, you might want to get a jump on deciding
which half of your kid is your favorite and whether you’ll be asking for
the front or the back of the dog.
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(c) 2010, Amy Alkon, all rights reserved. Got a problem? Write Amy
Alkon, 171 Pier Ave, #280, Santa Monica, CA 90405, or e-mail
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(www.advicegoddess.com)
Amy Alkon’s just-published book: “I SEE RUDE PEOPLE: One woman’s battle
to beat some manners into impolite society” (McGraw-Hill, $16.95).
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