My wife (35f) revealed to me (34m) during a playful debate that she told her best friend (34f) my manhood size. It’s been bothering me for a few different reasons.
1: When I was in my early 20s and casually dating, I worked at a restaurant with one of the girls I was seeing.
After we stopped seeing each other, she went on to tell a bunch of girls working there that I had a big manhood.
A few days later, I have a bunch of girls who were previously uninterested in me, now hitting on me.
This bothers me because it’s objectifying. I couldn’t articulate in my 20s why it bothered me, but now that I’m 30+ and understand the situation better, I realized why it irked me.
I have thoughts like, “if these women are only interested in my little brother, why wouldn’t they just leave me for the next bigger one?” So I never took any of them seriously.
2: My wife told her best friend, who we see often. And she’s married. And she’s flirtatious with me. I brought it up with my wife that she flirts with me, and my wife brushes it off, “that’s just how she is, that’s just her personality”.
Another time I tried to be more firm and said that, no, I really do think she wants to bang me and that my wife has blinders on because they’re best friends since middle school.
They are ‘ride or dies’. I also would hate for my wife to lose her only best friend over some dumb thing she said that I’m possibly blowing out of proportion.
I thought my wife was different, but when she told me she revealed my size to her friend, it just reminded me of the restaurant girls all over again.
I hate that a lot of weight on my value as a man is based on how big an organ is.