It’s not like I don’t have my doubts. I definitely do. I’m constantly putting my motives under the microscope. Is this just an insatiable need for love and validation? Am I simply trying to fill some unfillable void? Is it attention seeking behaviour? Am I a completely selfish person behaving in a very hurtful way? Am I a (shock horror!) sex and love addict? Is love addiction even really thing? Or is it rather coming from some woundedness of heart? Am I normal or abnormal? Right or wrong?
I first started reading about Polyamory as a relationship style around 10 years ago, and I was deeply challenged by the concept in every way. What struck me the most about it, was how confident within yourself and in your connection with your partner you would have to be, to successfully navigate a polyamorous arrangement. A profound sense of self-awareness PLUS the skills required to communicate it, all the while armed with a bulletproof self-esteem and a sick fascination with emotional pain. What kind of wild roller-coaster ride would this be? It sounded like extreme sports for the heart! I was intrigued.