So far, I’ve been posting in generally chronological order of my experiences. At the time of this writing, I have been polyamorous for two months. To keep track of all of the guys I’ve talked to and dated, I made a spreadsheet. Yes, I am type A. 😀 So, in review, here are the stories… Continue reading Time for a little housekeeping.
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This is the story of how I’ve been ghosted, guilt-tripped, and tricked.
This is actually three stories in one. Fortunately (I guess?) all three of these things didn’t happen with the same guy. They just all happened to me, within a short period of time. I’ve gone on dates with ten men since becoming poly two months ago. That’s a lot, but not a ridiculously huge number.… Continue reading This is the story of how I’ve been ghosted, guilt-tripped, and tricked.
This is the story of how I had to say no too many times.
When I met Aaron, I was moving quickly through my second wave of guys, going on dates and figuring out who I was going to keep seeing. Aaron is local to me, so that was a big bonus. He was also attractive and friendly, and bold enough to ask me out quickly, which I was… Continue reading This is the story of how I had to say no too many times.
This is the story of how I became a sluttier slut.
When I met Brendan, I was well on my way to the sexual empowerment that I now enjoy. My experience with him was an important part of my slutty journey. Brendan is one of the people who I’ve had the strongest immediate physical attraction to. He’s just straight-up delicious. When we started talking, I liked… Continue reading This is the story of how I became a sluttier slut.
This is the story of how I made my first FWB.
After getting my heart broken, I went back to the drawing board and reactivated my dating profile, in search of fresh meat. 😉 One of the first connections I made in this “second wave” was a guy named Dallas. He was funny, friendly, and pleasant to talk to. He’s married and has two young children,… Continue reading This is the story of how I made my first FWB.
This is the story of how I got my heart demolished.
After I’d been out on a few dates with a few different guys, I was gaining some confidence and getting excited about meeting someone who I could develop a strong emotional and physical connection with. It was only two weeks into my poly journey when I met the first guy who would steal my heart.… Continue reading This is the story of how I got my heart demolished.
This is the story of how I was gaslighted by a douchebag.
Very early in my poly journey, I met a guy named Curtis on a dating app, and we started talking non-stop. Intellectually, we had a strong instant connection, and I enjoyed our conversations—at least at first. Unfortunately, there were a few things that felt off to me. Curtis was outside of my “age range” that… Continue reading This is the story of how I was gaslighted by a douchebag.
This is the story of how I became a slut.
When I met the second guy I dated as a poly person, I was searching for someone who would spark a fire of excitement in me. Ironically, I found it with a firefighter. Russell contacted me through a dating website, and when I first saw his profile picture I just thought, “absolutely no way.” Quite… Continue reading This is the story of how I became a slut.
This is the story of my first poly dating experience.
Very shortly after beginning my poly journey, I met a few guys on a dating app and scheduled my first dates. The very first date I went on was with a really sweet guy, Joey. He was married and polyamorous, and was a dad to a young child. Having marriage and parenthood in common has… Continue reading This is the story of my first poly dating experience.
This is the story of how I became polyamorous.
The same month I turned 29, I started going through some huge, life-altering transitions. The first one was my faith deconstruction. I’ve been an Evangelical Christian (sometimes called non-denominational, or more broadly, Protestant) for my entire life. I was baptized first at the age of 12 and then again at the age of 18. As… Continue reading This is the story of how I became polyamorous.