ThatYankBird
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I don't really have a question at the moment, so I thought I'd share my story, and where I'm at now. Comments and observations welcome.
It's taken me over 20 years to realise that traditional monogamous relationships aren't for me. I first had an inkling when, during my first marriage, I became attracted to someone else. I had never heard of polyamory, I thought only weird hippy freaky people who lived in communes did that kind of thing. I thought my feelings meant that I wasn't really in love with my husband, and we just weren't meant to be.
I rushed into a second marriage for all the wrong reasons, and that didn't work out, either. After that ended, I started dating lots of different guys, on my own terms. I was in my mid thirties and having the time of my life. When I think about it now, I guess I was solo poly, but again, had never heard of poly, and was just making things up as I went along. I didn't get very close to any one person, as I was afraid of someone wanting to tie me down, and I knew I just wasn't ready for that.
Of course I started to feel lonely and a bit disconnected eventually. I missed a strong emotional bond with someone. A couple of the men I dated became good friends, but most of them were pretty much casual FWBs. Had a couple dates with a man I worked with, and when I told him that I still wanted to see other people, he balked. I did like him, and wanted to see where it could go, so I gave in, and had a traditional monogamous relationship with him. I had to give up the friendships with the other men, because there had been a sexual element to them. I guess I gave in so easily because I thought there was something wrong with me--I must have been a freak for not wanting a 'normal' relationship.
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It's taken me over 20 years to realise that traditional monogamous relationships aren't for me. I first had an inkling when, during my first marriage, I became attracted to someone else. I had never heard of polyamory, I thought only weird hippy freaky people who lived in communes did that kind of thing. I thought my feelings meant that I wasn't really in love with my husband, and we just weren't meant to be.
I rushed into a second marriage for all the wrong reasons, and that didn't work out, either. After that ended, I started dating lots of different guys, on my own terms. I was in my mid thirties and having the time of my life. When I think about it now, I guess I was solo poly, but again, had never heard of poly, and was just making things up as I went along. I didn't get very close to any one person, as I was afraid of someone wanting to tie me down, and I knew I just wasn't ready for that.
Of course I started to feel lonely and a bit disconnected eventually. I missed a strong emotional bond with someone. A couple of the men I dated became good friends, but most of them were pretty much casual FWBs. Had a couple dates with a man I worked with, and when I told him that I still wanted to see other people, he balked. I did like him, and wanted to see where it could go, so I gave in, and had a traditional monogamous relationship with him. I had to give up the friendships with the other men, because there had been a sexual element to them. I guess I gave in so easily because I thought there was something wrong with me--I must have been a freak for not wanting a 'normal' relationship.
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