It’s been a few years since my primary partner and I decided to dip our toes into the waters of polyamory. We’ve pretty much been non-monogamous from the start, and ethical about it too, but the decision to open ourselves up to additional loving relationships was a tough one even though it was the logical next step. Many difficult emotions are stirred up by polyamory and we knew it was going to be tricky, but an awful lot of fun times have been had. The good times always outweigh the bad, or we just wouldn’t continue along this path.
Slightly odd situations can crop up though, even when things are going swimmingly. Take right now, for example. He has one other partner yet I have only him. I am technically still poly, but I have only one partner. I guess, in a strange way, it’s a bit like being bi and being in a single relationship. Just because I’m in a relationship with a man, does not mean that I am monogamous and straight. Bisexuality is about being attracted to people of your own and other genders, and so I also shouldn’t forget that polyamory is about the desire to have more than one open loving relationship. I’m fine just the way I am… even if poly does technically mean many.