I Don’t Regret Dating You. I’m Grateful for the Wound You Gave Me.

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Maybe it should have told me more than it did, that we liked the same band — but for completely different reasons.

He was attracted to the drama of their music. The dynamics, especially the highs. When he sang along, it was a form of emotional expression he couldn’t get anywhere else. A vessel for his unacceptable feelings.  » Read more

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Is There a Right Time or Way to Break Up a Relationship?

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Today’s piece is a guest blog post from Fluffy, an academic in-training, who is studying organizational behavior in hopes of making the world a better place.

They previously contributed two articles to Poly.Land:

  1.  “I Was Treated as a Disease Vector: Why There Are So Few Gay Men in Pansexual Polyamory”
  2. “Being Single Sucks,
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We Broke Up, But Facebook Thinks We’re Still Together

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My phone buzzes. I glance at the lock screen. And immediately sigh.

My newly ex-boyfriend has posted another status. Something about sports. Inscrutable to those who don’t possess encyclopedic knowledge of various plays. Codified like a comparative analysis of chess openings. Not my language.

And what am I doing looking at this status anyway?  » Read more

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How I Accidentally Got Closure On One Relationship From Another

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“I love you,” Skyspook said. “And that’s why if you go back there, back to that house, this relationship is over.”

“Yeah,” Seth said. “You’re not going back there.”

I’d just gotten done telling them (my husband and boyfriend) and two of our friends — Crock and Hilda — about an unfortunate incident with my other partner Rob.  » Read more

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