“And that’s why it’s been a really rough time lately,” my friend says, clearly looking pained.
I nod. Her story reminds me of a similar time in my own life. A time that I struggled. And I almost launch into that exact story, but I manage to stop myself just before I do. » Read more
This’ll Help Things Turn Out for the Worst Best
“Cheer up, Brian. You know what they say.
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad.
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle,
Don’t grumble, give a whistle!
And this’ll help things turn out for the… » Read more
It probably should have been a bigger early warning sign when I started dating my first husband. But he really didn’t like my friends.
“Why?” I asked him. “Why don’t you like them?”
He answered this with a shrug. “I just don’t,” he said. “I don’t like spending time around them.” » Read more
I really enjoyed your article on friendamours. I did have a question about something though. My metamour and I ended up in a debate, and I wanted to write in and see if you could resolve it for us.
I won’t tell you whose side is whose (so you can remain impartial), » Read more
Just a quick note here to let you all know that our staff is going on vacation for the next few weeks. That includes me (Page Turner) as well as everyone else who helps me moderate our social media accounts (because I wouldn’t want to ask them to work over the holidays either, » Read more
A few weeks ago, I received a letter from a reader who was struggling to maintain compersion (happiness due to others being happy) because their metamour (their partner’s other partner) resented their existence.
As part of their letter, they wrote Love shouldn’t be conditional and for me it’s not. » Read more
When we become adults, we start parenting ourselves.
And this can be good or bad, depending on what models you had for it.
I was at a bit of a disadvantage in this department, as the one model I’d had for parenting caused emotional paralysis.
I grew up in a strict authoritarian household. » Read more
“I’m so upset I can’t think straight,” she says.
And I believe her. “Just take a second and breathe,” I say.
“I can breathe!” she says back. “I’m talking, aren’t I? If a person can talk, they can breathe.” Her words keep getting faster and more frantic seeming.
“I know,” » Read more
Polyamory is a compound of the Greek πολύ [poly, meaning many or several] and Latin amor [love]). So if you translate it into its constituent parts, it literally means “many loves.”
And that’s not such a bad way to think of it. I tend to translate it in my mind as “more love” » Read more
“You know,” I say to Justin as we’re out shopping for presents, “I’ve always wanted one of those.”
It’s a kit that lets you grow your own crystals. On the box it says that it’s suitable for ages 10 and up.
“Probably sounds silly,” I say. “But yeah. Lusted after this kind of thing pretty hard when I was a kid.” » Read more