I’m committed to both my husbands in every way possible. Yet, I’m still open and poly. This requires more commitment, not less.
Love is letting go of control, letting go of expectation, and giving yourself freely. Love is surrender. Love is radical acceptance.
Never correct people’s assumptions. I’ve been told that I’m from Georgia, I never travel, I’m an only child, civ is my fav game, I’m always on my phone, I don’t like tomatoes…
Is it my fault people fall in love with me?
Is it my responsibility to decide they can’t handle it?
Is it my responsibility to end it when they attempt to violate my boundaries concerning the limits of the relationship if I’m still getting what I want?
1. moved across the country…ended up in his dream job
2. moved states and found his husband
3. moved countries to be back with his man and his man’s husband
4. moved out [redacted]
5. moved [redacted]
6. moved back in with his parents
imagina chegar em casa depois de um dia de trabalho e saber que esse homem que passou o dia na manifestação lutando pelos seus direitos, agora tá te esperando na cama