BS's, would you describe your WS as a "flirt"?
This is a boundary issue, I know, but I'm interested in personality traits and whether there's a correlation.
I can be flirtatious when I want to be. By nature, I'm friendly and people tend to comment on how "charming" I am.
This is something we plan to discuss soon, new boundaries, but I fear that he will never understand the slippery slope that he continuously puts himself on by being this way.
I think flirting is a tool not a personality trait.
Since childhood, I have heard a million times "Aubrie has such a cool personality. She's so outgoing. So friendly. So expressive. Doesn't meet a stranger. Great character." All my grade school report cards say that. Heard it all my life. Shoot, I still hear it. Heard it last night at the doctor's office.
As I got older, I realized that flirting tossed into the mix, would get me further in my wants and "needs". I would switch on that "vibe". I could turn it on or off, depending on the situation. I didn't flirt with women. And I didn't flirt with some men. Everyone else was fair game. Waiters, sales reps, customers, random men in the mall, the dude at Home Depot. I would adjust and engage my flirt-o-meter according to my "needs" at the time. (God that's sad eh?)
I'm still friendly. Still outgoing. Still a people person. But it's different from the flirt thing. BTW...now, the only person who gets the "vibe" or flirting from me is QS.
I don't need to flirt. I don't need to feel the spark. Because I'm ok with me. Who I am. What I am becoming. kwim? I fed off the attention from flirting. I relished the feelings when I sparked someone's attention with my "vibe". I don't need or even want that anymore. I'm not looking around for someone else with a hole in the bottom of their bucket too.
Some things I can change about me. Some I can't. I can't change, no matter how hard I try, the fact I'm not a morning person. I cannot change the fact that when I'm nervous, I shiver and my teeth chatter. I cannot change the fact I have highly addictive blood. All I can do is control my consumption. It's part of me. Part of who I am.
I made conscious efforts to flirt. I made conscious efforts to not flirt. It's not a trait. It's a tool. And when used incorrectly, has devastating effects.
"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne
"What if I fall?" Oh but my darling, what if you fly?
As for WH, he claims he doesn't know when he's flirting. Calls himself just being "friendly" and "nice"; but I call BS because he's frequently told me that he often tells women the things that they want to hear, which in essence gets him what he wants. I think he just tells himself certain things so as not to burst the "good guy" imagine he still wants to cling to. But yes, WH IS a flirt and has on at least one occassion described himself as "suave" and "charming" , but OF COURSE he's completely confused about what being a "flirt" is
[This message edited by silverhopes at 2:27 PM, August 15th (Thursday)]
Infidelities are like icebergs - they may take many different shapes and sizes, but they all damage your ship.
but do we put off a vulnerable vibe - yes...
me (WW/BS): 48
4 kiddos in mid 20's
Me: I didn't sign up for this.
Him: you're already in this. All you can do is resign...
It's a tool. And when used incorrectly, has devastating effects.
My BS has always said my "strong silent type meets bad boy with wit and charm" was something her girlfriends commented on. And I have more clothes and shoes than most women, on top of that. At social events, I was always the guy holding court with the ladies, discussing bruschetta recipes, while the men with their beers gathered around the grill, or the large screen TV tuned to ESPN3. Whatever "tools" I had, I kept in my toolbox. Right up until the day I didn't. It thankfully wasn't with anyone in our social circles.
Now, my social world revolves around focusing any flirting on the only girl in the world who matters...my BS.
Since DDay there have been a few flirts received which I would have had to have been blind not to notice, and my strong silentness responded very strongly and very silently. Boundary patrol patrolling. I've had enough of devastating effects for, um, forever. They ain't fun. For me, or my BS.
Flirting is a slippery slope which ends in the ego kibble aisle at the supermarket of broken delusions. And maybe if I'd spent less time trying to be cool, I could actually have been cool. Whatever that is. Oh, yeah, being cool is being someone who doesn't need external validation from other broken souls in order to be...authentic.
I still wish I didn't care so much what other people thought of me, or spend so much energy trying to craft how I come across to the world. Working on that. I still like my shoes, though. Good topic.
My 4 year old daughter has a personality that draws people to her. The way she smiles and acts cute (because she is!), people swarm to her and she always gets a lot of attention. Now a 4 year old doesn't flirt but she has all the makings of it, I can see it. It's in her personality, she likes attention, she likes to be the one to sing happy birthday solo, she loves her ballet recitals. It's there. It's her nature. She likes to make people happy by her actions.
She's like her mother.
We are both Gemini's. I've always joked and put it down to my star sign. "haha, all Geminis' are flirty and creative, haha "
Being a natural flirt or a pull a tool out the box flirt, largely is irrelevant. Thing is most flirts enjoy making the OTHER person feel good too. Flirty people KNOW who will be receptive to their advances or eye fluttering and will act accordingly (consciously or unconsciously). I am very aware when it will work and when it won't but a lot of the time I enjoy it. It's fun and it's harmless...
it gets out of hand. My initial texting back and forth with AP was absolutely harmless (or so I thought). I was enjoying the newness of a person in my life, the attention, the witty banter gave me an opportunity to showcase my intelligence, his instant responses and anticipation for what he had to say became more and more exciting.
I thought I was being friendly. I convinced myself it was only a bit of fun and an ego boost. I'd stop in a few days. I didn't.
It transpires that I was so obviously looking for some extramarital enjoyment and AP felt confident enough to pursue the relationship.
Was I flirting with him? Of course I was. I knew exactly what I was doing and I thought I had it under control. I wish.
When he initially added me to bbm I had no profile pic. We conversed sporadically. I wanted more interaction so I uploaded a photo of myself..
AP: "Wow, nice pic!"
Me: "Yeh, I thought I'd make myself apparent "
A natural born flirt knows what to say, when to say it and how to say it.
Up until I discovered my husband's adulteries I flirted some of the time. Not heavily, and only with people that stayed within certain boundaries and "didn't go there". Following my discoveries, and after much study of human behavior, and contemplation, I determined that flirtation is done primarily for external validation. Whether that external validation is derived from wanting to feel safe, or wanting to grease the wheels, or wanting to accomplish something, it is primarily to soothe one's self through an external means.
The urge to make someone else feel good still comes down to how doing that makes us feel about ourself.
Certainly, flirting is fun. It isn't harmless. It insinuates something about ourselves and in turn reflects back something about the person that responds to it. It tends to bring weak to weak.
Whether a person is an introvert, or an extravert, flirting is learned behavior.
I have heard him describe all of the OW as "flirtatious."
Flirting tests boundaries. It can open doors. It can sometimes be harmless but is also a seemingly safe way to initiate unsafe behaviors. It lends itself to the later excuse of "it just happened."
Whether a person is an introvert, or an extravert, flirting is learned behavior.
Good point. We learn it from somewhere. Some though have a natural lean towards it and are "good" at it.
I guess what the real question should be is, is there a correlation between being an extravert and a wayward?
From reading this site, it would appear there's no real apparent trend in this regard, as many people can move up and down the spectrum of introvert and extrovert depending on the context, but it's an interesting topic.
I agree there's a line between gregarious extrovert and a flirt, but it certainly is an easy one to cross. And he did.
Adding alcohol into the mix changes everything. He is very flirtatious when drinking.
BUT he is oblivious. If a woman comes up and strikes up a conversation with him and acts flirtatious towards him...he (used to) participate. His excuse was that he did not notice- but I know him better than that.
NOW, he goes out of his way to avoid other women just in general because of the very conservative boundaries in our relationship. If someone is flirty with him, his response is to hold my hand, and look for an exit immediately.
At least the current man "only" cyber-cheated.
"Love means never having to say you're sorry."
I'm much more "flirty" than my FWW.
I firmly believe a WS choice to have an affair has much more to do with the strength of their personal boundaries, rather than a certain type of personality.
Inner peace begins the moment you choose not to allow another person or event to control your emotions.
My H...hmmm, I see him engaging others....perhaps if he recalls something about a member of the opposite sex they feel flattered and that is usually when I get told how "lucky" I am.
I do see him engage men in the same way. Being curious, friendly. There is no sexual element to his flirtations that I have seen since DDay.
If a woman does say something with a sexual connotation he totally backs off.
The strange thing is before the A started I had known AP for a while....his son is 2 1/2 now and has been in my class since he was 15 months...my AP had always been there but I never flirted with him or gave him a second thought until he initiated conversation...one day at drop of he mentioned to me that he had seen me on FB...for some reason that one sentence sparked something in me.
After that conversation I went home and tried to find him on FB and a week later sent him a friend request, and then saw three messages he had sent me on fb initiating conversation. It still blows my mind that things then escelated as quickly as they did.