i often alternate between feeling like i deserve better than my boyfriend and wondering how i was ever lucky enough to get someone as wonderful as he is. feeling lucky is more common than the other feeling, which is why we're still together. well, that and the fact that i do love him quite a bit.
he's the only person i've ever had sex with, but before me, he had his share of girls and girlfriends, and i tihnk that's where a lot of my confusion comes from. i wouldn't say that i'm a "vanilla sex" kind of girl, but i know that i'm nowhere near as adventerous in the sack as he is. he was the one who brought up threesomes and anal, and while i did try them, they weren't something i really enjoyed, so he doesn't bring them up anymore.
now he asked me if i'd ever want to try being swingers. i don't. i really don't. and he simply can't grasp the fact that i do not want to have sex with other men. he's enough for me. and yet somehow, he interprets my reasoning as me saying that somehow he's not a good boyfriend because he does want to have sex with other women. but that's not my point at all.
he wants to go visit his best friend this summer. i loathe her, and not only because i know she wants to sleep with him. but they watched the entire avatar series together, and they want to see the movie together. so what am i going to do, say no you can't go? i'm not his mother but i really really don't want him to go.
and in case anyone out there was wondering, the reason i wrote this post now is because when i called him to talk a few minutes agao, he was on the phone with HER, and told me he'd call me later.
fuck.