Your Daily Polyamory Blog for Navigating Life, Relationships, and More
It doesn’t matter whether she talks to him for ten seconds or two hours. My mother always says, “I love you,” before she says goodbye to my father any time they talk on the phone.
And she did it every morning before he left to drive to work. She said, “I love you,” » Read more
I’ve spent the past few months separated from my nesting partner as he’s relocated to take a new job in Texas, and I’ve been staying mostly in Ohio to sell our old house and wrap up loose ends (traveling occasionally to Texas to help him with logistics).
And while it’s only temporary, how temporary it will be has been up in the air for weeks, » Read more
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.
Fluffy is a frequent contributor to Poly Land. Their regular blog is Eclectic Discourse (where pith goes to die; in-depth looks at awkward topics).
Here’s what they wrote for us today:
Goodbyes and Sweetness
I held their face in my hands as we kissed, » Read more
There are moments, such as the one that oppresses me now, when I feel my own self far more than I feel external things, and everything transforms into a night of rain and mud where, lost in the solitude of an out-of-the-way station, I wait interminably for the next third-class train.
-Fernando Pessoa, » Read more
I have a habit of crying at airports. But only when I’m flying alone. And especially when I’m leaving someone I don’t want to leave. In a city where I don’t live yet. But maybe if everything falls into place, I will soon.
It was like that back in 2011, when I was flying to see Rob in Ohio. » Read more
The bed feels wrong without you in it. I put a bunch of things in it to help. Clutter, basically. Over on your side. So that there’s some resistance when I try to move the covers. But it isn’t the same.
It took me about a week to get used to the way that this house sounds without you in it. » Read more
There’s a joke that goes a little something like this:
Q: What’s the difference between polyamorous primary, secondary, and tertiary relationships?
A: When you move, your primary says, “When are we leaving?”
Your secondary says, “When am I visiting?”
Your tertiary says, “It was nice knowing you.” » Read more
“Do you promise to miss me?” I ask him.
“Already do,” he replies.
We’re eating dinner on my second to last day in Texas. I’ll be catching a flight back home to Ohio the following night. Well, if you can call it home.
Not sure if it’ll seem that way without him there. » Read more
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.
Fluffy is a frequent contributor to Poly Land. Their regular blog is Eclectic Discourse (where pith goes to die; in-depth looks at awkward topics).
Here’s what they wrote for us today:
Sometimes Challenging the Relationship Escalator Means Starting at the Tenth Floor
We had been talking on and off for months but it was about to come to a head. » Read more
Does absence really make the heart grow fonder? Or is it the case that nearer is dearer?
As someone who has been in more than a few long-distance relationships, I can tell you that longing for someone is real. And intense. So I would have been one to tell you that absence can be a powerful aphrodisiac. » Read more
