Hi again.
It turns out we're not leaving right away...so I have to time to get this posted.
If any new readers are wandering in, I'll also add the warning that sex will openly be discussed in this post, so get out now if that scares you.
I'll also tell you that this is a really humiliating story that I will never tell IRL to anybody, ever. It's too awful.
Just for some context, I'll give you a bit of history. Then I'll tell you about The Incident.
I met Hot Boyfriend (to be known as HB from here on out) in October. After we knew each other a month, we started sleeping together. We only saw each other about once a week, as he lives a bit far away, but we'd write emails. and then he got Skype. So we were in contact a lot. He seemed really nice.
I never told him that I used to be overweight and we've never talked about dieting or anything like that.
He's very sporty, though, and super-fit. He's 46 but has quite the body...
In conversation, sometimes exercise would come up...for example, I might mention that I' just got done working out. But we never really talked about it.
By the end of November, he was convinced he was in love with me. He even started talking about me moving in with him.
Me? Not so sure. I wasn't in love, but it was sure nice to be adored and get a dozen nice text messages every day.
According to HB I was smart, nice, beautiful and quite simply perfect. The woman he could spend the rest of his life with!
Fast forward to last Sunday.
We're at a hotel and we've just finished an afternoon of sexy fun- quite fabulous . It was pretty stellar, in fact.
We're laying there, when suddenly he slaps my behind and says "You could really afford to lose a few pounds there."
I look at him blankly.
He gives my butt another jiggle and adds "It's not very muscular, really. You should really do some sports."
I manage to choke out "Ummm...I do."
He answers "What sports? Singing?" ( I study vocal performance at a music conservatory)
I just look at him, not knowing what to say. I decide that I am SO not discussing this while naked.
"Well, I'd best take a shower." I say very neutrally and head into the bathroom.
I finish quickly and leave him showering alone in the bathroom. I quickly get dressed and leave without saying anything. Not even goodbye.
I have no clue what to make of his behavior.
I drive home- no text or call from him.
That night I call him.
He has no clue there is anything wrong. At all.
He'd thought i'd left because I was in a hurry and that was it.
I explain that our relationship is over, as I'll never, ever be able to remove my clothes in front of him again. ever.
He is completely shocked. He talks a lot.
"I can't believe you are reacting like this!"
"You're making a big scene over nothing"
"You know i love you just the way you are"
and finally
"I'm sorry. You know I love you."
None of this helps, of course. I'll never trust him again.
I don't know why i bothered, but I explained that I used to weigh 220lbs and that I've worked very hard for the body I have now. And the fact that I'm not stupid...I know what my bad features are and I'm working on them. So, I certainly don't need any jerks pointing them out to me and adding their criticism.
I don't know why I bothered, as he just doesn't get it.
I ended up hanging up.
He sent a text message saying "I love you. Call me when you aren't mad at me anymore". that was Sunday night. I have not, of course, called him. I don't see the point. From my point of view, he completely destroyed a great relationship. It was mostly about sex...but it was pretty great. And he ruined it.
So... What do you guys think? Am I completely over-reacting? Or am I right that this is a deal-breaker?
I'd be really interested to get a male perpective on this, too.... Does a guy REALLY tell his sweetie that she's fat (and also a lazy liar!) and then still expect her to have hot, uninhibted sex with him? It just seems crazy to me....