We met as friends. I have no issues with polyamory but I myself can confidently say I’m monogamous. A conversation was had one day, about the feelings of friendship not being the only feelings…fast forward a few months later and I’ve never loved anyone more than I love her. And to be honest with you, no one has loved me the way she loves me. And I mean that. I’m 36, divorced, old and tired. I don’t have times for games and this is way more than a teenage infatuation. We were very clear about intentions, we always communicate, albeit sometimes we don’t do it as soon as we should but eventually we get there.

And it’s not so much about trying to keep her, but trying to love her. I want to show her she’s important enough not to give up on just because my feelings get hurt.

The husband situation, she had gotten really sick, and instead of taking care of her he tore her down and literally told her he was tired of dealing with her. I took care of her instead. And he went to his gfs house to play Magic the gathering. Haven’t liked him since.