Excuses piled on top of excuses wouldn't change the fact that their base-level word was not enough, and their promises were fragile at best.
Category: Love & Relationships
“I just want everyone to be happy.”
I had a former partner experience both of his relationships crashing and burning while he attempted desperately to maintain that all he wanted was for "everyone to be happy." The problem was that in that particular set of relationships, there was no way for his two partners to be "happy" the way he wanted. And there was… Continue reading “I just want everyone to be happy.”
My Monogamy is My Choice
I accepted that he is hard-wired for polyamory and he accepted that I am hard-wired for monogamy(ish).
When love is like a Netflix subscription
We're all subscribers with the same benefit, and as long as his servers (and our internet access) are up and running, we can all keep on streaming our individual relationships without much interruption.
So, how does it work? (more poly stuff)
If you haven't figured it out yet, there's someone special in my life. (Cue the fanfare) But, here's the fun part, he's someone special in more than just my life. That's right: phi, the poster child for monogamites everywhere, is dating a polyamorous guy. (womp womp) Soooooo.....once upon a time I wrote this about my… Continue reading So, how does it work? (more poly stuff)
Excuse me, but you’re not *MY* primary
This is all hypothetical and nothing to do with my current situation. It's the response to a few posts I've seen in the ether where I've chosen to keep my response private because the people involved in my current situation might misinterpret it to be about them. In this whole "Metamours' relationship with the primary"… Continue reading Excuse me, but you’re not *MY* primary
The Photograph
It had arrived gift wrapped on her 29th birthday. A tarnished silver 5x7 frame holding the only remaining copy of a photograph taken years earlier. Enclosed was a simple, unsigned note: Remember that once upon a time, you were cherished. She’d thrown the framed photo back into the padded envelope it had arrived in… Continue reading The Photograph
Your Dirty Secret
I want to be your shameless dirty secret.
The distance between want and need
I used to describe myself as "needy," and have since stopped using that qualifier, because I'm not needy. I'm very "wanty."
The Dating Game
People put little value to what’s free or “easy.”
polyammering 