Why? I have told my wife ever since we first got together, and had to tell her repeatedly that I DO NOT want to know anything about her previous sex life. Absolutely nothing. So why the hell does she insist on giving me details over and over? What she's done, what it was like, and where she did it? I can't even look at her right now. The thought of her in the other room, is making me so sick and angry right now I just want to puke. I can't think straight. I can't talk to anyone voice to voice. I'm seriously losing it right now. I'm going to take some of my anxiety pills when I finish this post. But I'm shaking, my vision is blurry, I feel like my skeleton wants to rip my flesh off and take off running. Part of me says to just get ripped. Part of me says to get stoned off my ass. Part of me says to ram my head thru the wall.
How do I get thru to her that the less I know the better our relationship will be? If it even exists beyond this point?
KMN
It would appear that the real problem here is your anger over the idea that your wife had a life before she met you. You are in complete control of this situation in terms of your rage. I guess the obvious question here is why does it bother you so much?
I never expected her to not have a life before me. That's absurd. What I can't stand is her sitting there describing every (expletive deleted) experience to me. Why the hell do I have to hear this? Does she get some kind of sick pleasure of doing this ->-bleeped-<- to me? Why can't she have just a little respect for me, and keep it to herself. I don't go into detail about my past sex life, so why does she?
KMN
Why does she do this you ask?
Wouldn't that be a better question for her? Does she do it deliberately or is it in the context of a larger conversation? Obviously, she knows it makes you mad so she's using it as a way to get at you for some reason. Why would she want to me mean to you?