Once upon a time I thought it was super duper important...
It's a common misconception that in order for a mono person and non-mono person to make it work together, the bulk of the emotional labor falls to the mono person to "get over" the script that society had given them.
My aunt, on the topic of love, has always said "when you feel, you know..." and I was starting to think that the concept of boundaries was as nebulous as trying to define the concept of love.
I'm going to attempt to synthesize six months of training into one blog post for the purpose of creating a baseline language between myself and my readers and/or clients on what the seven levels of energy are, what they really mean, and why it matters.
Identities, for me, are not permanent. Well, not all of them, anyway. I allow for plenty of fluidity and lots of possibility for change in my life, so when I say I am monoamorous, I generally mean "have been up to this point in my life."
This time of year has a tendency to present the perfect conditions for me to question everything about my life. It's not a great time for me to be alone, but it's when my instincts tell me to withdraw from having to be present anywhere where I have to put on a mask to hide what's going on inside.
Once or twice a year I let my mind wander and imagine what it would be like to have another romantic relationship in addition to the amazing one I'm already in.