How I Knew I Was Polyamorous
It’s because I’m hot for hipsters
My husband can’t remember a time when he wasn’t polyamorous.
He’s never felt much jealousy (except for people with better record collections) and he finds joy in people having great sexual and romantic fun — even if he’s in a relationship with them.
When his first girlfriend told him she had been cheating on him, he felt upset that she had lied, but he didn’t break it off. The other guy was more her type, so why shouldn’t she pursue him?
It took a lot longer for me to come around to the idea.
Finding out that this guy I was falling in love with was polyamorous bothered me at first. It made me feel incredibly insecure. Did it mean I wasn’t good enough for him? If he fools around with other women, is he going to leave me for one of them?
I tried to go along with it and play it cool. But I wasn’t cool. I felt terrible about it. So, I told him I could only be with him if our relationship was monogamous.
Luckily for me, he loved me a lot more than he loved his freedom. He committed wholeheartedly to me, and it’s been wedding bells, cuddles, and slow sex ever since.
