I... don't know what to put here, really; I was reading through the forum and thought this might be a good place to ask questions, read stories, and maybe blog about my current situation.
My name is Billy. Not really, but it's a name I'm comfortable using online. It's the only lie I'll allow myself to tell here, so please grant me that nicety.
My wife and I recently split up, in part due to my being somewhat-badgered into accepting an open relationship (It was more of a "I want to screw other men, so if you want to keep screwing me, let me" relationship... needless to say, it did not last very long after that). Life, in a fit of irony, decided to have an amazing woman enter my life shortly afterwards, who makes me extremely happy... and happens to be poly and married.
So... as I said, I was thinking, maybe putting a post in the blogs forum and doing a stream-of-conciousness on what I'm thinking, what questions I have, my situation, etc. I'm sort of jumping in to polyculture (if that's even a term) with both feet, so... yeah, it's either going to go amazingly well or be a flaming train wreck, and I'm not too proud to ask the help of strangers for advice on keeping it form going up in a fireball.
My name is Billy. Not really, but it's a name I'm comfortable using online. It's the only lie I'll allow myself to tell here, so please grant me that nicety.
My wife and I recently split up, in part due to my being somewhat-badgered into accepting an open relationship (It was more of a "I want to screw other men, so if you want to keep screwing me, let me" relationship... needless to say, it did not last very long after that). Life, in a fit of irony, decided to have an amazing woman enter my life shortly afterwards, who makes me extremely happy... and happens to be poly and married.
So... as I said, I was thinking, maybe putting a post in the blogs forum and doing a stream-of-conciousness on what I'm thinking, what questions I have, my situation, etc. I'm sort of jumping in to polyculture (if that's even a term) with both feet, so... yeah, it's either going to go amazingly well or be a flaming train wreck, and I'm not too proud to ask the help of strangers for advice on keeping it form going up in a fireball.