It can be a tricky rite of passage in polyamory: Being alone for the evening for the first time while your nesting partner has a date with someone else.
“Oh my dear Pageling,” Hilda said. “Don’t be so sad.”
I suddenly came to. Realized I’d been staring straight ahead with an unhappy expression on my face. My housemate Hilda and her friend Crock were sitting in the living room with me, gabbing as always, about mutual acquaintances. Pet peeves. » Read more
One of the hardest things I had to get used to when I opened up my marriage to Seth?
Being okay with being alone for the night.
It’s funny how you get used to always having another person around.
With Seth, the difference was particularly striking. At that time, » Read more