We have had our ups and downs but I love my husband very much. I could never imagine myself with anyone else. But he isn’t happy. He constantly struggles with himself and pressures of the world. Before me he would go out all the time and drink and sleep with whoever he wanted. Now being married he says he often feels like he is unhappy and he is just meant to be single. We came to the conclusion that he feels like I am a mom all the time and don’t know how to have fun. Which I agreed but I don’t get the chance to. I am being a mom or working or taking care of everything else. I don’t get to go out and drink.

I am bisexual and he knows that to keep him happy I have agreed to go out and pick up girls with him so we can have sex. The thought alone is killing me, which I feel like contracting because I do like girls too. But I don’t want to share my husband with anyone else. It makes me sick to my stomach. At the same time I love him so much I want him to be happy. So I’m stuck with either being sick to my stomach to make him happy or knowing that he may just cheat and there will be nothing I can do to make him happy. While I take some comfort in the fact that he won’t cheat and it will be just when we do it together I still can’t accept that I agreed.