Being Poly has its privileges, sometimes. I’ve been spending a lot of thought lately on my own relation to polyamory, which isn’t quite finalized yet. I’m still in a very exploratory stage of it. I’m almost convinced that it will result in me being a fully bloomed polyamorist soon enough. The privileges of it for me right now is that I feel extremely free. I don’t have a primary relationship at all, for now. Yet I’m quite satisfied with that.
Sure I’m miss having that someone special that will always be there to call in the middle of the night to come by, who I’m actually living with, who wants to spend the rest of his/her life with me or who wants to have kids with me. All attributes does not have to be applied from the same person.

Despite those things, I still have more than one person in my life that I really enjoy spending time with, on both physical and mental levels, and I’m free to do so. All my partners know of each other, maybe not by name but they know that they are there. They know about the approximate development of the relationships and so forth. They know if its just sex, or if more feelings are involved.

I over Christmas and New Years I went away, thus not having had time to write much over the holidays. While I was away I met three different guys. They all knew I would be hooking up with two other guys, and two of them actually knew each other.
I felt extremely free in this and it did not feel weird, like cheating or anything. I didn’t feel like a slut, or well not like a slut in a bad way at least.

I got back home a few days ago, where Matt was waiting to meet me again. We didn’t get around to for a few days (okay I lied, it didn’t really take more than 25 hrs before we found ourself in each others arms again). Here I find the downside of being poly, since he isn’t. I’m fully aware that I can loose him, at any point in time. Which makes me sad, I don’t want that to happen.
He’s fully accepting of my polyamory, with random hookups and relationships. He’s also allowed to play, but for some reason it hurts when he does since he’s supposed to be monogamous. I excuse it with that we’re not in an exclusive relationship, since we aren’t.
Can someone explain to me why I react more to a mono person finding someone more than when I poly does? He is currently dating someone, and I’m not sure how it’s developing, maybe it’s time that I ask?

Anyways, me and our Invisible Friend hope you’ve gotten a good start to the new year, that you got them hard Christmas presents, maybe wrapped in a fancy bow, that you wished for.
We wish you a prosperous year full of love, sex, pleasure, pain and whatever you might wish for! We also hope to be able to bring you some of it!

Being Poly has its privileges, sometimes. I've been spending a lot of thought lately on my own relation to polyamory, which isn't quite finalized yet. I'm still in a very exploratory stage of it. I'm almost convinced that it will result in me being a fully bloomed polyamorist soon enough. The privileges of it ...