Orlandobif
Member
It’s kind of funny this idea that poly is “more” and when I speak to non-poly peeps the impression is more dates, more sex, more social stuff, more intimacy, closer friends, more help, more fun, remaining close with people I have history with (notice I do not use the term “Xs” but I tend to say we have some history together when just chatting lightly). All of these amazing benefits and perks.
The truth is all of these and more breakups, more mismatches, more “not looking for the same things”, more sadness, more lonliness, more expense, more mismatch in effort, more superficial, more neglect of the rest of life. Then when I hit “looking back” of the relationship valley I wonder what I actually got out of it.
Amazing peaks are short lived but, well, amazing. Sad lows make me look around at other relationships in my life and they feel deficient, less exciting, less close, more lopsided.
I’d like to think I am not in pursuit of the peaks at the expense of the long term close and meaningful more permanent relationships I need and want and then I look at my time and where it is spent. Like the buzz of a text message, the possibiliies around the room, around an event, online…all have a little tingle to them. Then it passes.
While I do not expect regular tingles in my long term marriage (19 years) I am always excited to see my wife. I follow her around the house like a child showing her my arts and crafts today. I always retreat to the safety, comfort and care that I can’t seem to reproduce in other places on a more permanent basis. If I put the effort into creating novelty in my home life would I be so intrigued by socializing and possibilities? It's a good healthy place. She treats me right. Perfect? No, but really good.
I admit to being an outgoing extrovert. I need people. I need groups. I need community and yet, they produce little more than short term intensity and later, disappointment and little to show for it but a good time at Fiddlers.
It’s inaccurate to say I haven’t made many friends socializing and dating within the poly community and I might even underestimate those that are closer than I think. The ones that would show up if I needed them but among the mass and constant influx of new people have I lost track and disappointment is misplaced? I just can’t see through the ping of a text message to what is real?
Just meandering outloud. Hoping it seems to ring a bell with others. Are you satisfied with your poly journey?
The truth is all of these and more breakups, more mismatches, more “not looking for the same things”, more sadness, more lonliness, more expense, more mismatch in effort, more superficial, more neglect of the rest of life. Then when I hit “looking back” of the relationship valley I wonder what I actually got out of it.
Amazing peaks are short lived but, well, amazing. Sad lows make me look around at other relationships in my life and they feel deficient, less exciting, less close, more lopsided.
I’d like to think I am not in pursuit of the peaks at the expense of the long term close and meaningful more permanent relationships I need and want and then I look at my time and where it is spent. Like the buzz of a text message, the possibiliies around the room, around an event, online…all have a little tingle to them. Then it passes.
While I do not expect regular tingles in my long term marriage (19 years) I am always excited to see my wife. I follow her around the house like a child showing her my arts and crafts today. I always retreat to the safety, comfort and care that I can’t seem to reproduce in other places on a more permanent basis. If I put the effort into creating novelty in my home life would I be so intrigued by socializing and possibilities? It's a good healthy place. She treats me right. Perfect? No, but really good.
I admit to being an outgoing extrovert. I need people. I need groups. I need community and yet, they produce little more than short term intensity and later, disappointment and little to show for it but a good time at Fiddlers.
It’s inaccurate to say I haven’t made many friends socializing and dating within the poly community and I might even underestimate those that are closer than I think. The ones that would show up if I needed them but among the mass and constant influx of new people have I lost track and disappointment is misplaced? I just can’t see through the ping of a text message to what is real?
Just meandering outloud. Hoping it seems to ring a bell with others. Are you satisfied with your poly journey?