I wrote a little while ago on Twitter, that I missed waking up with “random marks on my body from a passionate night of sexy shenanigans from the night before” (My Twitter feed is pretty random if you are not already following me). It was a random comment that popped into my head as I looked down upon my pale legs, and thinking how strange it was for it to be summer and still without the dings of adventure, be it sexual or otherwise. Further to this, anyone in a long-term relationship knows that sometimes life just gets in the way and you don’t just drop everything to jump on your partner, forsaking all thoughts of where, when, or how you will look or feel in the morning like you do when things are newer. Shortly after posting this, I received a comment from a follower saying “this surprises me. I thought you were active”. This response jarred the shit out of me. He wasn’t wrong in his thinking based on my blog, and my non-monogamous lifestyle. But it brought to light something I have been struggling with in my personal life, and that is keeping active in non-monogamy when I feel like my home life is a complete mess (feel free to scroll through some of my recent posts to see a few reasons why).
I firmly believe that I should be in a good dating state of mind, in order to meet someone new, and be ethical about pursuing something beyond a fling. Please note that these are rules for myself, and myself alone. I do not ever judge or criticize other humans for how they seek to find happiness. Again, I don’t personally subscribe to the idea that I want someone to make me better or pull me out of my funk. Instead, I want to be funky, awesome, and attract a person who see’s that light in me because it’s already glowing. Not a person who wants to fix me, support me, or hold my hand through the tough times. I approach that from a place of already having a partner, and if I am honest, when I was single and dating, I always attracted people who reflected my current mood. It wasn’t until I started getting laid regularly from my incredible fwb, that I was able to meet my current partner. I needed the sexual confidence and devil-may-care attitude to shine through, rather than the, holy crap, I will jump anything that moves mentality.
So here I am, admitting, that while a little date here or there during this really rough winter may have boosted my energy and confidence, I just didn’t feel right about it. Since our Christmas holiday, I think we have only visited the lifestyle club once, and gone on 2 couple’s dates?!? Those number are really low for us. And quite indicative of the mindset I have been finding myself in. I just wanted to keep to myself, focus on breathing, and definitely zero interest in finding anything fun or relaxing. You know that low, where you just don’t feel you even deserve to be happy or to take a break? So yeah, obviously I was not keen on meeting new people. And again, that twitter comment really hit me hard. Why wasn’t I active? Why was I stopping myself from having any fun? How was that possibly helping me feel better?
So here I sit, puzzled over why I felt the need to punish myself. And why I hold myself up to these incredibly high standards that I always have to be in an amazing place in order to meet people, and have fun. Looking back on my life, I cannot think of a single time when I was prepared to meet the incredible people that I have closest to me. They were random, unplanned, and un-calculated. So, with this post, I am admitting, what many of those in non-monogamy already know, and that is life happens, lows happen, and that shouldn’t make you feel like you need to hand in your open relationship, swinger, polyamory, or all the beautiful relationships variations cards just yet. I am still an active member of this community of sex positive people, even if my legs don’t show the evidence of all the sexy time’s I wish I was having.
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