That's the question I would like to have answered, trust me.
I have only my gut feeling; otherwise, I have
no clue.
Everything
was so wonderful, perfect, romantic, and loving, but that all changed in the
blink of an eye.
When I went
to pick up my second life husband from the bus station, I was so giddy and
nervous, I couldn't wait to see him.
In the back
of my mind, I had a lingering feeling that something was going to go wrong;
I didn't know what or when, but I just had a sinking feeling.
I decided
not to think about it too much.
He held my
hand the entire car ride home and told me he loved me.
When we got
home, my real-life husband and I walked around the neighborhood while my real-life
husband cleaned up the last few things in our house.
My second-life
husband and I went to the water and shared our first kiss.
The
butterflies in my stomach were so strong, I didn't know what to do with myself.
It was very
romantic.
I returned
home and don't know if it was the shock of the actual size of my house or
something else, but I could feel that something had just shifted.
I had to
prepare him because I don't live in a vast house; it's relatively small. My home would
be like a one-bedroom apartment if you compare the sizes.
We kissed a
lot, and we both enjoyed each other's company, finally
I won't go
into much more detail than that.
We sat in
front of my computer when, suddenly, my second-life husband told me that he did
not feel comfortable with the fact that my real-life husband was meters away
from us, sleeping, and that it felt like my real-life husband had set this up somehow.
He used a sexual term for it.
I just sat
there in shock, unsure of what to say or do, except to tell him that this was not
the case.
When he
said that, I wanted to say,” Well, if you think that way about our relationship
already, then this is over.”
I didn't say it, I just sat there quietly. I
almost started to cry when he asked me if I was OK I nodded, but that wasn't OK
I was far from OK.
We kissed again,
and I tried to put what was said back in my mind, thinking that maybe he was
just nervous.
When I woke
up the next day, my real-life husband had gone to the big house to have coffee,
so my second-life husband and I were alone. I quietly woke him up, asking if he
wanted to cuddle with me in bed. I was not prepared for the answer he gave me.
He said he
was sleeping and just rolled over to his bed.
I have
never felt more unattractive in that moment, I felt like I was the ugliest
woman in the entire world! I felt like I was a woman who had a deadly disease.
I can't explain the feeling other than to say that I felt extremely unattractive.
I started
to silently cry because I knew in that moment that he most likely was never going
to come back.
I even
texted my real-life husband that I was kind of sad because I don't think my
second-life husband is coming back after this.
After a
little while, my second life husband called out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Once again, he asked him to come and lie down on the bed with me, but he didn't
do that again.
I took my
phone and texted my second-life husband on Discord, asking if everything was OK
between us.
He said yes,
they are. I knew he was lying to me; I could feel it with every bone in my body.
I wanted to cry most of that day, to be honest, but I didn't. I wanted to cry
because everything was so different between us.
That
Saturday evening all my fears and the feelings of rejection was confirmed
because he didn't even want me to touch him in that way anymore, he gave me
some Bull shit excuse that he was not feeling well.
I still
wanted to hold out hope, but everything in my body said he was not returning.
On the
Sunday when I left him at the bus station, he said, “I will see you in May,
maybe.”
In my head,
I was going,” Why would you say that when you told me that you want this to
continue and you want this to keep going? Why would you say maybe?”
When my
second life husband got on the bus I broke down sobbing I was sobbing so hard
that I couldn't even get the words out to my real life husband At first but
after a little while I was able to say to him” he's not coming back, he's not
coming back I know it”
My
real-life husband, of course, tried to console me and talk to me about things
that I was feeling.
The
ghosting started slowly.
With him
not responding to me for a few hours, which was very unusual because we had
this relationship where we spoke to each other almost on a minute-by-minute
basis when we could
I didn't
think much of it.
Then he
started talking to me differently, typing to me differently, not being as
affectionate or attentive as he used to be.
I would
type to him on Discord, but he would not respond for six or seven hours.
SIX OR
SEVEN HOURS, People!
On April 17, 2025, he sent me a message saying that he was working and was stressed. That's the last message that I ever got from him.
I told my real-life
husband what my now ex-second-life husband had implied when he was here.
My real-life
husband responded with “So what does he think that polyamorous is all about?"
“It's about
having full-blown relationships with other people without hesitation or holding
back.”
My real-life
husband is furious that my now ex-second-life husband even came up with that idea.
He also
said, “Now I know what he's doing, he's ghosting you because he can't be man
enough to tell you that this was not something he was comfortable with.”
“I am furious
because he told you things that you took
straight to your heart, and now he's just stomping on it like you never existed
in the first place.”
I've tried
calling him, I've been attempting to text him, I've wanted to talk to him on Discord, and
I've tried everything in my power to get any sign of life from him. I even
texted his mother, but I still haven't received a response.
My real-life
husband even said,” I've heard about ghosting before, but this level of
ghosting? Like dropping from the face of the earth kind of ghosting? I have
never seen or experienced in my entire life.”
Today, April 23, 2025, I sent him the very last text message.
I removed him
from my apartment in Second Life, removed him from my rental boat in Second Life,
removed him as my partner in Second Life, removed him from my friends list in Second Life, and removed him from my Discord.
I took him
off everything.
I have
never felt so empty as a woman, and I have never felt so unattractive as a
woman.
