Monthly Archives: March 2013

Some days it just stinks to share. Sharing is one of the first conflicts we face, as we enter the big bad world of pre-school. Sharing is one of those things that you learn as you grow up that you should do because it’s nice, and we human beings should be nice to each other,Continue reading “~On Sharing.~”

I had this thought, as I was considering Easter Bunny Day, and how I wanted (or didn’t want) to celebrate it. I asked my guy if he had plans with his family on Sunday… I just can’t remember the specifics of Easter last year. At that point our relationship was just six months old, andContinue reading “~Here’s to Spring; Here’s to Growth~”

I’m conflicted between writing here in cloaked generalities, and journaling my specific day-to-day experiences as a secondary in a polyamorous relationship. Though I am anonymous to most readers, those who know me in real life have access to this blog: Special Man Friend, Metamour, and the many mutual friends who know us personally. What thatContinue reading “~The Rock and The Damn Hard Place~”

It’s important to me that the words I put out into the universe are thoughtful and useful, to someone, somewhere. I have no illusions that these words will appeal to everyone. But I am passionate about one thing: how we humans relate to each other. I want my energy to be positive, and nurturing. Granted,Continue reading “So Not A People Person…”

It’s the proverbial rock and a hard place, for the modern woman. Be pretty, be smart, and be capable. Handle your business, and look good while doing it. Own your sexuality. And yet, when a woman does all these things, she is viewed suspiciously by some, feared by others, and hated by a few. OneContinue reading “A Shameful Fabulous…”

Dear Emotion, Our relationship just isn’t working for me anymore. I have put in hours and hours of effort and understanding with you. I have listened and pondered and reflected. I have absorbed; integrated. I have tried sitting with you, embracing you, being in the moment with you. I have also wasted my time arguing,Continue reading “~Fuck You, Feelings.~”

“The reason you hang out with those alternative people”, she says, “is because they condone your bad behavior. Like drug addicts, who make each other feel like what they’re doing is alright. Good, even.” Silence. A million thoughts dart behind my eyes. And then, as she continues to speak, her words fade, and I settleContinue reading “~Love Letter For My Monogamous Sister~”

It’s been about 36 hours since I posted my very first entries on my very first blog. I have had 1,223 visits, as of right now. Granted, at least fifteen of those visits were me, just admiring how pretty the layout was, and marveling over the fact that other people could see what I wasContinue reading “Stage Fright.”