My bachelor husband, dancing
He's taking dance lessons without me. Who's he partnered with? May I cut in?
Topics: Since You Asked, Marriage, Husbands, dancing, ballroom dancing, couples, couples counseling, psychotherapy, Life News
Dear Cary,
I’m pretty sure you haven’t heard this one before. But I’m also pretty sure everybody says that.
Last June, my husband confessed to me that he’d been taking ballroom dance classes — by himself — for almost a year and a half. Maybe “confessed” isn’t the right word because on some level he seemed really pleased with himself about the whole thing. I asked him why he didn’t ask me to take the classes with him, and he said, “I knew you wouldn’t be interested. You never want to dance with me at weddings.” (We’ve been to about five weddings in the nearly 20 years we’ve been together.) I reminded him that I’d actually suggested dance classes to him a few years ago, but he selectively didn’t remember that. (It was a fairly long and involved conversation about what time the classes started and what nights they were on and if we could make it work.)
I really felt as if I’d been punched in the face. I felt completely betrayed, and I pretty much got hysterical. I asked him to stop taking the classes and to go somewhere else to take classes with me, and he refused, saying he’d made “a lot of progress” where he was. What kind of “progress” is what is disturbing me.
It feels as if he’s living his life as a bachelor, with no regard for my feelings or what effect this has on me. I am incredibly lonely and depressed. He doesn’t touch me at all, and if I make any move toward him in bed in the morning, even an innocuous one like grabbing for a cover, he bolts out of bed, including on weekends. I spend a lot of time crying. And on Thursday nights, when he’s at these classes, I spend a lot of time wondering what is going on and with whom.
I’ve talked to friends about this, and their reactions range from “that’s really f#$%ed up” to “of COURSE he’s having an affair — or at least shopping around.” The latter opinion is from the two male friends I talked to about it.
I am by no means the perfect wife. For a while, I drank heavily — self-medicating after taking drugs for depression, which didn’t work — but I have not done that since last fall. I have an occasional drink now, but I never drink heavily anymore, and I never drink at home. We go out to dinner once or twice a week, and I have a drink or two then, and that’s absolutely it. He has never acknowledged my accomplishment on this front in any way or given me any credit, although when I was drinking too much, the criticism was frequent and harsh (though not as hard as I was on myself).
Cary Tennis writes Salon's advice column and leads writing workshops and retreats.
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