After getting my heart broken, I went back to the drawing board and reactivated my dating profile, in search of fresh meat. š One of the first connections I made in this āsecond waveā was a guy named Dallas. He was funny, friendly, and pleasant to talk to. Heās 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 Iād 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 conversationsāat least at first. Unfortunately, there were a few things that felt off to me. Curtis was outside of my āage rangeā 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, āabsolutely no way.ā 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. Iāve 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.