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I 35M told my wife 32F my true body count while drunk and don't know what to do.
Throwaway for obvious reasons.
I have been married for two years and have known my wife for five years. We have had conversations in the past about our "bodycounts" and I have shared with her the number that I share with everyone else who asks. The problem is, I had a long stint in my younger days where I was spending every bit of my disposable income on escorts.
It was a regrettable time in my life where I was lonely, flush with cash, and dating wasn't going my way. After a year of risky decisions, I counted my blessings that I made it out the other side clean, and decided to put that chapter of my life behind me. I honestly planned on taking this secret to the grave, but my nearly blackout drunk brain had different plans.
While very drunk in Vegas, the topic of our body count came up again. Through the haze of alchohol, I confidently spilled my true number. After years of "knowing" my single digit number, hearing a high double digit number immediately caught my wife's attention. She was a bit confused and serious, and asked what the fuck I was talking about. I can't have been very convincing and honestly don't really remember whatever my drunk brain came up with as a response. I think for the sake of our night and vacation, she was willing to drop the subject.
Now we're back home and she has asked me again about my slip up at the club. I played dumb and told her that I was hammered and don't remember saying anything like that. She is acting a bit cold and I owe her some sort of explanation. We have a great life, great marriage, and a beautiful little girl. I believe we would be fine if the truth came out, but I just can't stand the thought of her looking at me differently if she knew. What should I do?
TL;DR I drunkly told my wife my true bodycount, which includes all the escorts I saw over a decade ago. Now she wants a sober explanation and I don't know what to do.
*Edit: I improperly said "high double digit number", but definitely meant a number in the high teens. As in my number went from 9 to 17. My number did not go from 9 to 99.
I also appreciate that the number itself is not nearly as important as the method in which the number went up. I know it seems as simple as "tell the truth", but I'm frozen in place by the shame I feel. How she will react is a mystery, but I know my personal reaction for the past 10+ years has been revulsion.
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