Cheated On and ACE

What if you’re ACE (a-segg-ual) and were cheated on? The experience is not as uncommon as you think.
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Hi Chump Lady,
I wrote to you several years ago, where you answered my letter: He Doesn’t Blame Me For His Affair.
It’s been almost exactly five years.
I wanted to tell you that I am still happily divorced and single.
I don’t think about him much anymore, but he still shows up in my nightmares. My nightmare version of him constructs a far more accurate persona than the mask he wore, I think. In my nightmares he’s cold, calculating, cruel, and stares at me with shark eyes.
The reason why I’m writing to you again is because I omitted something from my story. As I’ve been a casual reader and semicasual commenter for a while, I felt like I would share a little more in hopes that it might help someone else out there who might be going through this uncommon facet of chumpdom.
Part of why my marriage fell apart was because after I got married, as a celibate Christian, I discovered after we had made our vows that I was as*xual. I did what I could to accommodate and communicate, and he never once told me that I was not fulfilling him in the relationship. I believed our sexual incompatibility could be resolved through strong communication and mutual compromise.ย
He cheated.
Probably a lot more than I was aware of when he started trickle-truthing. Like I said in my letter, he didn’t blame me. He did not cite my as*xuality or my poor initiative over the years. But in the back of my mind I think I felt I deserved to be cheated on, because I wasn’t doing enough and I never have.ย
Now, I know that what needed to happen was an honest, difficult conversation about his expectations in the relationship. He needed to tell me that he felt unfulfilled and that if I wasn’t able to deliver, then we needed to ethically end the relationship. I could untangle the skein and blame Christian divorce stigma. But the fact remains that he’d rather abuse me than look bad to our conservative families for initiating a divorce.
As*xuality is pretty rare in the LGBT+ world.
Oftentimes we are invisible in the broader movement, but we face a lot of cultural discrimination. “You just haven’t met the right person” and “I could change your mind” or “you’re just not that into him” are things I’ve personally heard, as well as most of my Ace friends. We’re poorly represented in media (s*x sells), and we’re often coerced and infantilized. Aces often go through a phase of feeling “broken” and trying to force ourselves to be someone we’re not. I have a feeling that the percentage of struggling marriages due to one person being Ace is higher than we think. ย
Learning about and embracing my as*xuality has been very healing.
I no longer feel pressure to look “normal” to society and get in a romantic relationship. I just wanted to put this sentiment out there. It is okay and normal to be as*xual, to not have any desire for a physical relationship. I hope that if any of your readers feel this struggle, they can embrace who they are. Singleness is a wonderful life for me, I hope it can be for them too.ย
And if they were cheated on it wasn’t their fault. Ace or not, at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter how much or how little I had s*x with my spouse. It wasn’t an excuse for me to be abused. He could have done literally anything else in an attempt to resolve his pent-up drives that didn’t involve abusing me.
Kayla
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Dear Kayla,
Thanks for the LACGAL update on your life and the important message about your identity. I think we’re in an age of understanding all sorts of diversities we kept hidden in the past. Conformity is a powerful force.
What’s striking to me is that you compromised.
You didn’t try to get your partner to conform to you. You felt the need to conform to his desires. While you didn’t fully understand this side of yourself, you tried. Given the upbringing you both had (no seggs before marriage), he didn’t fully understand his needs either. But he went about this exploration completely unethically. Risking your health and well-being.
Which underscores, yet again, that cheating is a character problem. It’s not a s*xual compatibility problem. Or a monogamy problem. It’s a flawed, entitled person problem. We all have things that make us unhappy in relationships. Some of these things may even be deal breakers. It’s what you do with that information and how you conduct yourself that matters.
But the fact remains that he’d rather abuse me than look bad to our conservative families for initiating a divorce.
Why is divorce the bad guy?
This is the conservative calculus? It’s better to commit adultery than call a lawyer? I’m not a conservative Christian, but my recollection is there’s nothing in the 10 commandments about divorce. But two commandments which forbid cheating.
I’m glad you’re out and happy, Kayla. I’m sure you’ve made someone feel less lonely today.
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Thank you, Kayla! You have made me feel less lonely indeed.
It was only in the twilight years of my nearly 30 year marriage that I realized I was Ace. But I don’t know for sure that it wasn’t simply that my more caveman, r*pey, character-deficient, abusive husband brought it out. My gut tells me he did. Very early on when I thought he was a good guy like the image he presented I really liked seggs. A very different story than the past decade or more and I cannot imagine desiring it anymore.
Same situation as you…modern conservative Christian narrative presented that divorce is the sin, not the cheating. So once I awakened to my realities I started praying that one of us would die accidentally or through a sudden aneurysm or something, because I saw it as my only escape.
I’m thankful I got out and thankful I don’t have to share my bed with anyone! I still sometimes wake up after nightmares of his pressures for seggs when he was FAR from being sensitive and companionable to me (he was to HER, though!).
Ace stories need to be shared – I’m glad CL is providing the space for it and you’ve launched the conversation, Kayla.
I also, at times, thought, “Well, there’s death.” It was that bad. My now-ex was in very poor health most of our marriage. Naturally, I pushed aside those thoughts.
But in time, my attorney asked if I ever thought that way. Well, yes, but I didn’t dwell there. I don’t lash out and can’t imagine being violent. My attorney said, “Good, keep it that way. It makes cases complicated.”
I laughed, and he laughed. I can only imagine. We went to the next legal issue.
We were a supposedly conservative Christian couple. The bedroom was mostly good, but my ex turned it into his retirement hobby and went way over the line. I was not on board with many of his ideas, and he became abusive on multiple fronts. He was reinventing himself in ways I didn’t like and found that more acceptable than divorce (“God hates divorce”).
We separated long-distance. He was secretive about his doings. I sought every possible means of help in trying to make sense of it all. He had been an addict with significant mental health issues, something I had minimized. Those issues were big and had to be considered as well.
Ultimately, I refused to reconcile, ending all discussions about the relationship. He shamed and blamed, using the Bible to bludgeon me. Then he decided he wanted a divorce and justified it by saying that I was a “rebel wife” and that the Bible justified the divorce that way. Never mind his bad behavior. He gave me an ugly, long divorce and closeout. It could have been so very different if he really wanted his life, his way. I had picked an attorney who stressed polite effectiveness, and he got it done. He was a man of faith who gave me many valuable observations and a lot of encouragement from 40+ years in family law.
All good now. I’m semi-retired and really don’t care to pair up again. The kids are grown and are lovely young adults. They actually like me and want nothing to do with Dad. He finally let go some years back, and we haven’t heard from him since. He’s reportedly still spouting the religious side of life while having a long-term girlfriend he overnights with that he isn’t married to. Well, not my committee.