Babe,

We've been seeing each for 8 months now, and for the past 4 months we've been seeing each other exclusively.

Everything I've told you over the last few months is 100% true.

  • I love you.

  • I never get bored when I'm around you.

  • You are the first woman I've ever respected for intelligence, opinion, and point of view.

  • You have more integrity than almost any woman in my life.

  • You are beautiful.

  • You are compassionate to those around you and thoughtful to me.

  • You are self aware.

  • Your libido is through the roof.

  • You respect me as a man.

What's the problem?

I love you, but I love myself more. I hate being exclusive. I hate having behavioral expectations shackling me. I hate feeling guilty about wanting other women. My feelings for you inspired me to build my own prison of monogamy. I made that choice. Now I need to escape.

I told you last week I hate feeling like I've placed all my trust in one person. You immediately promised me you'd never cheat. You misunderstood me. I knew that you won't, at least in the short term. I misspoke. I don't want to trust one person with my sexual future. Even in the short term. Sex is the most important aspect of my social life. I need to spread my seed at my own pace, not be restrained by social convention. I need that feeling of meeting new women and exploring every unique sexual dynamic between us.

I spent 10 years of my life imprisoned with a miserable woman who ended up cheating on me with multiple men after we built a life together. After I moved out it took me a long time to find my inner masculinity. Now that I found it, I can no longer commit to being with one woman.