I never thought that I would ask a relationship question, but I also never thought that I would be 28 and dating a virgin. Please help me with my virgin (and my craziness).
A little background: I've been overweight my whole life, regardless of what I ate. Last year I was diagnosed with PCOS and as many of the symptoms, such as ease in gaining weight and difficulty losing it, are tied to how my body processes insulin, it was recommended by my doctor that I give up my 12 year vegetarian diet and try a more low carb diet. I did so and managed to lose about 90 pounds in a year and a half. I have about 60 more to lose before I'll be at a weight that I'm comfortable with, and I promised myself that I would not get involved with anyone during this time, as my weight has ALWAYS ruined my relationships, regardless of my partner's feelings on the subject. Enter, the virgin.
He sent me an e-mail a few months ago (we both like a relatively obscure musician) and we started e-mailing daily. It was pretty obvious after the first two messages that we were on the same wavelength, which rarely happens for me, and is seemingly similarly rare for him. We decided to meet (even though I heard alarm bells) and our first date lasted about 8 hours and was wonderful. At the end of it we made out for a bit, which is no big deal for me. But he e-mailed me the next day and at the very end of the e-mail he confessed that he was a virgin.
At that time I was involved with someone in a purely sexual capacity, because having decided to not get romantically involved, I still wanted to, you know, get some. I told my 24 year old virgin that I wasn't looking for a relationship, but only for sex at this time in my life, and he was pretty okay with that and volunteered to replace my other guy.
We had a second date at which time we attempted sex, but he was unable to get a full erection. We tried again the week after, but this time, while he could get an erection, he couldn't sustain it upon penetration. In the meantime, our dates had become progressively longer and sweeter and more wonderful. We made the decision to not try to have sex again for a while, and to do "everything but" which has been a lot of fun, though he hasn't been able to reach ejaculation. I can really only get myself off so my lack of orgasm isn't worrisome.
My issues are thus:
- I spend most of the time that we're not together worried about my weight and whether or not that is a factor in his inability to get off.
- He has no issue at all getting an erection lately, but now that we're more emotionally involved, I think we're both too freaked out about it possibly not working to try again anytime soon, which is kind of going to be a problem, because I really enjoy having sex. We've discussed me having other sexual partners, but I'm not really the sort who sees more than one person at a time, and I wouldn't want him to get the idea that i'm not satisfied with our relationship.
- I am not currently emotionally equipped to deal with any of this. Before I got involved with him, I was happier every day with my body, and now I'm back to hating myself and feeling worthless. The fact that warmer weather (and having to wear less flattering clothing around him) is coming does not help with my anxiety.
- It feels like we're falling in love with each other, and I wonder if I should end it before that happens.
I also wonder if he's just become so accustomed to sex being between his hand and porn (which I can relate to completely) that he's having issues transitioning to real girl sex. But, in that vein, I wonder if he's spent all of this time fantasizing about blond hardbodies and is having difficulty becoming aroused by a very non-blond softbody. He says that it's not that, but it's not really something you would admit to the person you're seeing. We'e discussed pretty much everything and he's very understanding even when he doesn't understand.
The fact that this is bothering me so much and is making me feel so awful about myself makes me think logically that I should just end it now before we get even more emotionally involved. But we really do get along insanely well and he feels kind of like home already. So, should I end it? Or any advice with coping with my doubts? I also want to stress that when we're together, I hardly ever think about any of this; there are no words for how happy he makes me.
Vanessac1980@gmail.com if you have any questions.
posted by anonymous to human relations (32 comments total)
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If he makes you happy, don't end it. Sex can be had anywhere, and you'll both eventually figure out which one of his buttons to push. (Just like you know which one of your buttons to push.) Happiness is really, really hard to find.
posted by SpecialK at 10:23 PM on March 19, 2007 [2 favorites]