“It’s funny,” I said, “My biggest poly freak outs weren’t about sex at all.”
In olden days, there was the epic tale of The Time Seth Lent Megan My Favorite Sweater Without Asking Me. I locked myself in the bedroom and denied him entry, stating that it was limited to “people who actually care about me.” Seth slipped notes under the door, » Read more
In the past, I’ve caught some heat — and more than my share of confused expressions — by my refusal to go scorched earth on people who have wronged me in some major way.
Granted, I have sought out a change in status when it made sense to — moving out, breaking up, » Read more
“Comparisons are odious.”
It all started when a friend reached out to me, asking if we could hang out soon.
I smiled, popped open my Google calendar, saw that Spooky had scheduled a zoo visit one morning with Sika, » Read more
It’s a funny thing… over the years, I have acted as a sounding board and supportive listener for a very large number of people. And I’ll admit it hasn’t always been easy – sometimes the timing is very inconvenient, sometimes you have empathy overload and feel an incredible amount of their pain, and sometimes you’re put in awkward spots where people have confided in you about each other, » Read more
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There’s a saying that was all the rage some time ago on my local scene: Never stick your dick in crazy.
Well, good luck with that.
Setting aside the glaringly obvious fact that most human beings are capable of erratic or irresponsible behavior at one time or another (seriously, » Read more
“What do you think? Do you want to get together?”
“Sure, that sounds great.”
Schedules are coordinated, the time is set, logistics set. Your place, theirs? Who’s driving? Going out or staying in or both?
Aaaaaaand we’re good.
Except it’s unclear whether it’s a hangout or a date. » Read more
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I actually would advise anyone to not do it. It has a very high chance of going wrong. Very few people are truly secure enough with themselves and their relationship to pull it off. » Read more
“Page,” she says. “You’re not wearing a wedding ring.”
“Mmmhmm,” I reply, lifting the trash bag out of its can.
“The opal is sensitive to temperature changes, so I don’t wear it out much these days.” It’s also alarmingly snug due to some post marriage weight gain (you really do put it on all over), » Read more
Yesterday, I wrote about the fact that both my husband and I are game changers, that we have a tendency to form passionate relationships that are disruptive to existing partnerships, and how terrifying it is to live in the shadow of this.
I forgot something really important though in my consideration of all this. » Read more
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The game changer is the relationship that comes along and turns everything upside down. It’s the relationship that changes the familiar landscape of life, rearranging the furniture in new and unexpected ways. Game-changing relationships are rare, but when they happen, they happen like tornados, » Read more