A polyamorous relationship changes the environment your kids grow up in. Those who live and love inside polyamorous relationships know this, because polyamory isn’t something you do like badminton on a Thursday night.
Posts published in “Open Relationships”
It seems incredible now, but I once thought the notion of intentional families was a simple one. Who wouldn’t want a family actively chosen from people whom you love and who love you with their whole heart instead of some of those conflicted fuck-ups we are saddled with by blood and/or marriage?
'Love, Retold' personifies non-violent and exploratory angles on our perceived powerlessness created by an ultimate truth; we cannot control others or their willingness to be in a relationship with us, if we truly seek to love.
I sincerely believe we've achieved what we've achieved because our relationship was already open and has been since its inception. Our relationship was open and sexual. It is still open but non-sexual. Timing in our case, was everything.
For me and after extensive self-work, I feel safe in saying no to those I trust, but saying 'no' to sexually advancing strangers is highly stressful for me. Understanding and being able to accept my reality, this reality has been a gift.
After many such processing sessions and respective conclusions, I've come to a grand, meta conclusion. Whilst I might long for multiple connections, I function better alone. I learned some years ago that a solo style of polyamory would be the smart choice for me; that's a bit of a conundrum when you're already in a household of six which includes two small kids.
Countless Facebook group responses advise leaving the home and/or partners if boundaries are crossed. But what if you feel that leaving simply isn't an option? What if boundaries clash because of a conflict of two valid and sometimes non-negotiable belief systems?
For all we want to help our children to be hygienic, in the long term at least making the ‘dirt can be fun’ narrative accessible to them, will later greatly help their appreciation of the often messy and beautifully ‘dirty’ activity that is sex.
I know my desire for change might make me an incredibly hard person to live with for it is like an addiction. But I also know myself and I know what I need. I need change, I need the story, I need life.
Dear Louloria, I’ll preface by saying my marriage was once incredibly dysfunctional. Neither of us were capable of taking responsibility for our choices or feelings…