Kynde
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This is the new chapter of my life after ending a triad situation. My poly history is outlined in the first entry of my old blog.
So, I'm back home, safe, and still bits and pieces of the triad come forth. Red flags I totally glossed over. The slow water torture of the relationship getting more and more unhealthy, as my Dom got more and more controlling and crazy. I don't mind control, but that has to be balanced with respect, love, and protection. The most heartbreaking situation is when a Dom, who is supposed to protect his sub, harms them instead. And forces the sub to leave and fight back against the Dom. Looking back, there was a good deal of untreated mental illness at play, and untreated past traumas in them both. I think me coming into their lives may have churned up some of that. It was very unintentional, but maybe it forced them to look in the mirror and face things they did not want to face.
I miss my goat, Taco. And my chickens that I had to leave behind. I have one chicken left that I brought with me. I had promised my daughter that her special chicken that she raised as an FFA project would be cared for for her natural life. So she is with me and honestly seems very content to be an only chicken. She sees herself a person!
But anyway, love has entered my life again. Slowly. Sloooooowly!
I did have a rebound fling with someone. It was beautiful for a very short time, and then ended badly. I will never date baby poly again. He was a nice guy from an adjoining state who was entering poly along with his wife, who was exploring bisexuality. They were, of course, looking for a unicorn. I told them no thank you. I'm not bi and also I don't do the triad thing. Never again!!! It started as an on line friendship about a month before things blew up with the Homesteading triad. We got closer emotionally through text and video. We had a lovely romantic weekend at a national park. I got home and all his insecurities exploded. I had told him I will be dating others, and I'm into BDSM and there may be time I have marks on my body from that, or from sex with others. He has to be okay with that, and with me having sex with others. He asked me to put other romantic interests on hold while we developed our relationship. I was like, um, no, that's not how it works. You have your wife, who do I have besides a man who lives in another state? And he said BDSM was anti-feminist. In the end I tried to end it gently and as friends. I think his pride was hurt and he expressed anger and not a lot of grace at our parting. But lessons learned. And I'm very very proud of my boundaries!!
So, I have two new partners. Taking it slow. No sexual encounters for 60 days (starting a month ago). One reason is emotionally, trying to avoid the throes of NRE which will cloud my judgement and may crash and burn badly. I am looking for long term. Two, STI testing (allowing for latent period-- testing 60 days after last encounter) to make myself more available for new partners and them to me.
Both new partners are men who I've had previous history with, and who are safe to me. Both know my history, both past history and recent.
Their names here will be--
"Sid" and "Summit"
NOTE:
Name of the blog was inspired by this song Persephone by Allison Russell
So, I'm back home, safe, and still bits and pieces of the triad come forth. Red flags I totally glossed over. The slow water torture of the relationship getting more and more unhealthy, as my Dom got more and more controlling and crazy. I don't mind control, but that has to be balanced with respect, love, and protection. The most heartbreaking situation is when a Dom, who is supposed to protect his sub, harms them instead. And forces the sub to leave and fight back against the Dom. Looking back, there was a good deal of untreated mental illness at play, and untreated past traumas in them both. I think me coming into their lives may have churned up some of that. It was very unintentional, but maybe it forced them to look in the mirror and face things they did not want to face.
I miss my goat, Taco. And my chickens that I had to leave behind. I have one chicken left that I brought with me. I had promised my daughter that her special chicken that she raised as an FFA project would be cared for for her natural life. So she is with me and honestly seems very content to be an only chicken. She sees herself a person!
But anyway, love has entered my life again. Slowly. Sloooooowly!
I did have a rebound fling with someone. It was beautiful for a very short time, and then ended badly. I will never date baby poly again. He was a nice guy from an adjoining state who was entering poly along with his wife, who was exploring bisexuality. They were, of course, looking for a unicorn. I told them no thank you. I'm not bi and also I don't do the triad thing. Never again!!! It started as an on line friendship about a month before things blew up with the Homesteading triad. We got closer emotionally through text and video. We had a lovely romantic weekend at a national park. I got home and all his insecurities exploded. I had told him I will be dating others, and I'm into BDSM and there may be time I have marks on my body from that, or from sex with others. He has to be okay with that, and with me having sex with others. He asked me to put other romantic interests on hold while we developed our relationship. I was like, um, no, that's not how it works. You have your wife, who do I have besides a man who lives in another state? And he said BDSM was anti-feminist. In the end I tried to end it gently and as friends. I think his pride was hurt and he expressed anger and not a lot of grace at our parting. But lessons learned. And I'm very very proud of my boundaries!!
So, I have two new partners. Taking it slow. No sexual encounters for 60 days (starting a month ago). One reason is emotionally, trying to avoid the throes of NRE which will cloud my judgement and may crash and burn badly. I am looking for long term. Two, STI testing (allowing for latent period-- testing 60 days after last encounter) to make myself more available for new partners and them to me.
Both new partners are men who I've had previous history with, and who are safe to me. Both know my history, both past history and recent.
Their names here will be--
"Sid" and "Summit"
NOTE:
Name of the blog was inspired by this song Persephone by Allison Russell
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