HELP! I’m jealous and angry- but with reason?

I have another issue and I didn’t even post about the last issue I had.  It’s like my life has become a never-ending procession of things to feel bad about.

Hormones

This week I’ve been stupidly weepy.  I’ve been chalking it up to PMS and poor reading choices – particularly “Confessions of the Other Mother: Nonbiological Lesbian Moms Tell All!” and “My Miserable, Lonely, Lesbian Pregnancy.”  Neither of them left me feeling particularly enthusiastic about motherhood, a subject I already feel poorly about. I spent hours suffering from insomnia (a rare malady in my life, trust me) and crying, then being sleepy and crying followed by crying on the train, crying in my husband’s home office and crying in my lovely ladies arms. I didn’t have any particular reason for crying other than out of control hormones, but at least I knew I was being an idiot  .

Just when my period arrives and my tears dry up on their own accord, life gives me something to actually cry about. Although, I may be a little premature in dismissing my hormones, since I cried at World Gay Pride after hearing that an old man was crying because he was so happy that something like Pride could happen nowadays. Continue reading

The Choice to Live with Multiple Partners – Not without a ring, my friend

My girlfriend and I live very far apart.  It takes about an hour and a half by train and a little longer by bike, so it is difficult for us to see each other as often as we’d like. My husband and I are considering moving for several reasons – including the unfortunately high cost of our tiny flat in our overpriced, boring neighborhood. I’d like to take the opportunity to move us closer to my girlfriend.  Of course, this has brought up many interesting discussions on potential living situations.  How close should we live to my girlfriend?  A nearer neighborhood?  The same neighborhood?  A flat next door?  The same flat? What option should we choose now?  And what options should we consider in the future?

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I don’t know anything about polyamory, it turns out.

So I said I made this website to give advice from another perspective.  How silly of me.  How completely silly.  I have no advice to give, I’m completely lost myself.

 

Having an open marriage was relatively easy.  There were some fights and little jealousies and the like, but it was rather simple. There was a lot of sex and a little friendship and things just went on like normal (mostly).

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