Panama Hat
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- Jan 23, 2004
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I have been a lurker on this board for years. The posters and commenters are amazing people. I just wanted to see what they had to say.
I've been married for nearly 20 years. The wife has fallen into the clutches of modern psychiatry -- antidepressants, sleeping pills, and 10 other drugs that change every six months. We have children. Wonderful, put-together children who know that life isn't fair and they are the masters of their own destiny; and who are doing well at it.
Wife has been chemically castrated. Zoloft, Prozac, 8 other drugs plus two different sleeping pills.
We went to see "Love and Other Drugs" the other day and I almost started crying about the Anne Hathaway character. I remember days when we would have sex three or four times a day. Now, since she can't feel anything (due to the meds) we never even fool around.
I'm a professed epicurean. Pleasure is the highest form of human realization. I almost started crying in the movie because there was a woman who enjoyed sex and had a hunger for human touch that validated our tenuous existence on this sphere.
For the polys here; how does it work out in the end? I'm thinking of trying to find sanity outside of the marriage, but the children and the marriage, actually, are valuable and worthwhile for me. I just can't compete against the medical fraud and the philosophical charlatanism, and the loneliness!
Divorce is not the solution (I don't think.) The children are worth sacrificing for, I think. I just want to know if anybody has severed this gordian knot?
(I'm not the whining type. Like I said, member here for years and years. I just wonder if I'm alone?)
I've been married for nearly 20 years. The wife has fallen into the clutches of modern psychiatry -- antidepressants, sleeping pills, and 10 other drugs that change every six months. We have children. Wonderful, put-together children who know that life isn't fair and they are the masters of their own destiny; and who are doing well at it.
Wife has been chemically castrated. Zoloft, Prozac, 8 other drugs plus two different sleeping pills.
We went to see "Love and Other Drugs" the other day and I almost started crying about the Anne Hathaway character. I remember days when we would have sex three or four times a day. Now, since she can't feel anything (due to the meds) we never even fool around.
I'm a professed epicurean. Pleasure is the highest form of human realization. I almost started crying in the movie because there was a woman who enjoyed sex and had a hunger for human touch that validated our tenuous existence on this sphere.
For the polys here; how does it work out in the end? I'm thinking of trying to find sanity outside of the marriage, but the children and the marriage, actually, are valuable and worthwhile for me. I just can't compete against the medical fraud and the philosophical charlatanism, and the loneliness!
Divorce is not the solution (I don't think.) The children are worth sacrificing for, I think. I just want to know if anybody has severed this gordian knot?
(I'm not the whining type. Like I said, member here for years and years. I just wonder if I'm alone?)
