Maybe it’s having been sick and having spent time in my apartment alone.. thinking. Maybe it’s a few things occurring in succession.. I don’t know.. but things came to a head for me. And I was thinking.. a lot. I blogged like a mad woman, and am still doing so, evidently. Here’s the skinny.
Feeling solo poly.. or a secondary, even in my “non-heirarchal poly” was chapping my ass. I have to make this clear, that I am involved with sweet kind loving people who treat me well. I am LUCKY. And I know it. My little family, my Murder, is a special and rare thing. So, it makes it hard to complain. But complaining is what I felt like doing and I need to maybe make tiny adjustments, even if just in me.
It’s was a chaffing at my spot. It’s that Cleveland and I do not get nights together much, and we almost never get weekend time or normal date time. It’s Traveler making a decision to cut our date the week he went on his man-trip to give the time to his wife and me not understanding a lot of the factors. It’s little tiny niggling things I hadn’t really addressed too. Continue reading