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This is the first in a series of short posts about what life is like for me as a polyanorous person. Just slice-of-life stuff, because I still see people assuming it's all about love-ins and group sex.
I'm reading a book whose protagonist is a tall, dark, hardworking, stoical man who doesn't run from difficulty, takes himself a little bit too seriously, and lives a quietly ethical life despite doing a lot of unethical things.
So much like my first love, the person I call TOTGA (the one that got away).
In this case, polyamory means for me that:
A) I never stopped loving him, so I have an irrational love of this character, who is not the usual type of character I like
B) Even though we're not in contact, I wish I could tell TOTGA about how much Jack Reacher reminds me of him.
C) I can tell my current partners about this and no one will think I'm being unfaithful or obsessive just because I am having loving thoughts about someone who left me fifteen years ago.
I'm reading a book whose protagonist is a tall, dark, hardworking, stoical man who doesn't run from difficulty, takes himself a little bit too seriously, and lives a quietly ethical life despite doing a lot of unethical things.
So much like my first love, the person I call TOTGA (the one that got away).
In this case, polyamory means for me that:
A) I never stopped loving him, so I have an irrational love of this character, who is not the usual type of character I like
B) Even though we're not in contact, I wish I could tell TOTGA about how much Jack Reacher reminds me of him.
C) I can tell my current partners about this and no one will think I'm being unfaithful or obsessive just because I am having loving thoughts about someone who left me fifteen years ago.
