at least allowed me to justify my existence by being useful.
You want useful? I'll give you useful.
How about, you've been a bit of sanity in all of my thrashing polyamory confusions. A bit of sense. You're smart. Quick. Honest. (so it seems) Honest about what you're still confused about. Willing to buck the polyamory party line, when it is your truth.
like...
"mine. MINE! mine mine mine" does not make one a bad polyamorist.
like...
"Yes, we are lovers. Yes, romantically. No, I don't have any sexual desire for you at all" can make perfect sense.
like...
Living poly doesn't have to be high drama. It can be about paying the bills, and feeding the cats, and loving two people at the same time.
like...
There are so many kind of/brands of/flavors of "love" that the distinction between "loving" and "being in love" is utterly meaningless. Utterly.
like...
I don't know what else.
What I know is that - your writing, your thinking, has been more useful to me than anything I've come across in 3 months on LJ and alt.polyamory.
- that you've more than justified your existance.
- that I wish Boston were closer to Phila. It might be fun to go out and have a cup of coffee. If it wouldn't bother your gut. Or mine.
Good luck with the handbell choir in your skull. Hope you are at least getting some good harmonies out of it.
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further justification
Date: 2003-03-11 07:11 pm (UTC)You want useful?
I'll give you useful.
How about, you've been a bit of sanity in all of my thrashing polyamory confusions. A bit of sense.
You're smart.
Quick.
Honest. (so it seems)
Honest about what you're still confused about.
Willing to buck the polyamory party line, when it is your truth.
like...
"mine. MINE! mine mine mine" does not make one a bad polyamorist.
like...
"Yes, we are lovers. Yes, romantically. No, I don't have any sexual desire for you at all" can make perfect sense.
like...
Living poly doesn't have to be high drama. It can be about paying the bills, and feeding the cats, and loving two people at the same time.
like...
There are so many kind of/brands of/flavors of "love" that the distinction between "loving" and "being in love" is utterly meaningless. Utterly.
like...
I don't know what else.
What I know is that
- your writing, your thinking, has been more useful to me than anything I've come across in 3 months on LJ and alt.polyamory.
- that you've more than justified your existance.
- that I wish Boston were closer to Phila. It might be fun to go out and have a cup of coffee. If it wouldn't bother your gut. Or mine.
Good luck with the handbell choir in your skull. Hope you are at least getting some good harmonies out of it.