Learning experience
One of the most important experiences I had on my way to becoming polysexual as well as polyamorous was the shocking discovery that laying next to someone you are in love with while they have sex with someone else doesn’t feel bad.
I wonder how many of you dared to do the experiment. I was shocked as anything.. I felt rejected.. and then I took her hand, and then I was a part of it, and then it was just beautiful.
I have a feeling my existence and my willingness to tell the truth is sometimes a bit of a unhappy thing for my parents. I don’t know how to feel about that. I wish I could get over feeling like they were idiots to not take a few more chances. They probably think I’m a idiot for taking so many. Whatever.. I love them even in my anger and frustration at the scars I bear for living with them for 18 years. I wouldn’t live with them again, I wouldn’t select them as parents again, and I wish I’d been smart enough to realize as a teen that a kid can ask for new parents, but I love them.