When I read More Than Two: A Practical Guide to Ethical Polyamory by Franklin Veaux and Eve Rickert, I found the end of chapter polyamory questions particularly thought-provoking. It occurred to me that I could probably write an essay for the blog on each one.
That is precisely what I aim to do. » Read more
“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
I grew up in a house where most of the conflict was very quiet. When nasty things were said, it was often in a very calm tone of voice. My mother had one negative emotion word she used all the time. It was “mad.” My dad wasn’t around much because he put in long hours and traveled for work, » Read more
“I should never have used that word,” I said. “The L word. I thought nothing of it, but they totally got the wrong idea.”
“Oh, but it’s YOU!” she said.
“I know,” I agreed.
“Anyone who knows you, well… they know you say that to everybody. There’s a different way that you act when you’re in love with someone. » Read more
It’s been great to touch base lately with some of my other partnered poly friends. My best friend Fluffy, while definitely polyamorous and possessing a very similar bent towards relationship anarchy as my own, has a hard time finding partners and hasn’t been in a relationship for a few years now. The spirit is willing, » 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
Last week was pretty excellent. Beginning of the week, we spent one evening hang/cuddle/flirting with our super rad lesbian couple friends. And then since Spooky was out of town for a few days at a conference, I managed some quality alone/cat time before going out to a bar with a friend that I hadn’t seen for some time and was able to meet new people that she knows. » 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