Hi Unique, I'm writing in response to the posts which mention incest. I know it's good, in theory. But my experience of it breaks my heart.
Before my wife decided to say "Yes" to my proposal of marriage, she told me there was something she had to tell me which might change my mind, and that is that she had had incest with her brother.
In my foolishness, I thought she meant once or twice, and I assumed it was probably just something that happened, probably when they were experimenting as kids. Most kids play something like "I'll show you mine if you show me yours, but don't tell Mummy," don't they!
I said I didn't mind, the past was the past. I too had done some funny stuff when I was a kid. And I actually forgot all about it.
Throughout our first year, and when we celebrated our first anniversary, she appeared to be happy. But inside, she was missing her brother badly, and I didn't know. She didn't tell me because she didn't want to hurt me. She was resolved to be with me for the rest of her life. And she felt that she couldn't ever be with her brother again, that she would have to make her life without him.
I had absolutely no idea that she had had an ongoing affair with him
throughout her teenage years, and made love with him for the last time,
the night before our wedding. She felt, because of her Christian upbringing, that it had to stop.
Her brother came back from overseas, and didn't contact his sister at all. That was the first time I saw her cry over him. I invited him to our home for an evening meal, because I knew he meant a lot to her. They arranged to meet each weekend, to work on some project her brother was involved in. Something to do with preserving the Seychelles, I think.
All this time, I didn't think about it. My attitude, if I had thought about it, would have been "Of course they wouldn't do anything sexual now. And they wouldn't be interested in anything sexual now. They're adults now."
Even when I saw them kissing, I believed it was due to them being brought up in a touchy-feely huggy-kissy family. Most brothers and sisters peck on the cheek, but my wife and her brother came from a demonstrative family. That's why their kisses were on the lips, lasting several seconds.
Once when I came in from outside, I thought I heard my wife saying "Oh, darling! Darling!" and even then I assumed she was just feeling emotional about something.
I was just so stupid. It was happening right under my own nose, and I didn't see it. It breaks my heart.
I have no idea what society should do about incest. If society hadn't condemned it, those two would have stayed together, and I wouldn't have even got to first base with her, let alone married her. And none of this would have happened. I don't know what the solution is. Maybe society should relax the old rules, and say "When it's love, when it's real genuine love, maybe then it should be acceptable." Then it could be out in the open, and wouldn't have to be kept secret, and nobody would get hurt.
I enclose a photo of my wife and her brother kissing. I should have known, from the way they kiss, that it was more than just a sisterly expression of affection.
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