AnnikaAtlas
New member
I've been on this forum before, but never made an introduction post! Everything is different now, anyway, so here's my story.
My ex and I were always interested in being poly, though the whole process was a bit of a train wreck. We wanted a triad, but he wasn't honest with me or the people he pursued, and he wasn't interested in our additional partner being fulfilled or fulfilling me, so eventually he just dated other people alone. I got pregnant (on purpose and everything) and he continued to date other people, until his selfishness ultimately imploded our relationship after five years of bullshit.
I work as a nanny, which hasn't been consistent or lucrative work, so I asked some friends of mine-- a couple-- if I could move into their spare room while I try to get my life together (a steady job, child care, a place to live permanently). They had just started dating a girl, a third in their triad. She didn't seem like a good fit with them, but I didn't have anything against her personally. I just kept thinking she was wasting her opportunity to be with this great couple. That exploded right before I physically moved in, which no one was particularly surprised about. Our mutual friends were pretty judgemental about the whole thing-- polyamory is NOT their thing, and they're pretty elitist and cliquey in general.
Then the wife (very subtly) approached me about dating them, knowing I was into the poly lifestyle and knowing we were good friends, and I took the leap! We're only a couple of weeks into officially dating, but so far it's wonderful. The husband, the Ram, is the best guy I've ever met, and the wife, the Lamb, is vivacious and fun. They adore my son and have known him since he was born, and I'm really looking forward to being a family. It's a lot all at once, but we're all committed to working through this massive transition for everyone.
Now we just have to tell our friends. Gulp.
My ex and I were always interested in being poly, though the whole process was a bit of a train wreck. We wanted a triad, but he wasn't honest with me or the people he pursued, and he wasn't interested in our additional partner being fulfilled or fulfilling me, so eventually he just dated other people alone. I got pregnant (on purpose and everything) and he continued to date other people, until his selfishness ultimately imploded our relationship after five years of bullshit.
I work as a nanny, which hasn't been consistent or lucrative work, so I asked some friends of mine-- a couple-- if I could move into their spare room while I try to get my life together (a steady job, child care, a place to live permanently). They had just started dating a girl, a third in their triad. She didn't seem like a good fit with them, but I didn't have anything against her personally. I just kept thinking she was wasting her opportunity to be with this great couple. That exploded right before I physically moved in, which no one was particularly surprised about. Our mutual friends were pretty judgemental about the whole thing-- polyamory is NOT their thing, and they're pretty elitist and cliquey in general.
Then the wife (very subtly) approached me about dating them, knowing I was into the poly lifestyle and knowing we were good friends, and I took the leap! We're only a couple of weeks into officially dating, but so far it's wonderful. The husband, the Ram, is the best guy I've ever met, and the wife, the Lamb, is vivacious and fun. They adore my son and have known him since he was born, and I'm really looking forward to being a family. It's a lot all at once, but we're all committed to working through this massive transition for everyone.
Now we just have to tell our friends. Gulp.