Feb. 25th, 2011

I Do Too

Feb. 25th, 2011 02:09 pm
joreth: (polyamory)
There are 3 totally separate events that prompt this journal entry:

1) Minx made a comment in Poly Weekly, episode 264, "Wait, We're Monogamous?" where she addressed some drunk redneck who hit on her. The redneck, upon discovering that Minx had multiple partners, made some comment about how HE ultimately wanted someone to commit to, to count on, to be there for, etc., implying that Minx did not, by virtue of having more than one. Minx responded, "well, I do too." The assumption here is that one cannot, and is not expecting, to have any kind of permanence, future, or intimate relationship if you have more than one romantic partner at a time. Last time I checked, the word was polyAMORY, not polyfuckery, and poly people are generally looking for loving relationships. People who want to have superficial sexual partners on the side are swingers (yes, I know there's a spectrum, that people can do both, bla bla bla, I'm making a point here, move on) and people who just want to "have a good time" are "monogamous" people who aren't ready to "settle down".

2) I have a friend, whom I'll call Cindy, who is one of those tragic isolated polys. By that, I mean that I believe she is naturally polyamorous, but does not have a support network, is not part of any community, has not read any books, listened to any podcasts, or generally has not participated or followed the efforts of other polys. So she's pretty much reinventing the wheel as she goes. She claims to have dated other poly people in the last couple of years, but her description of them doesn't sound like the poly that *I'm* familiar with, and so she makes all the classic newbie mistakes that we've all made, but shouldn't have to at this point in the movement, what with forums and meetups and the like.

Anyway, my point here is that I believe that she is capable & desiring of multiple, simultaneous, intimate, loving relationships AND capable & desiring of her partners having the same. After all, I like to say, the test of really being polyamorous is not how excited you feel at getting all the attention, but how excited you feel at your *partner* getting attention.

So, we were chatting the other day, and she asked me if I ever thought that someday, I might change my mind and decide that I want someone to grow old with, to live with, to support me & to be supportive of, to build a life with. After all, she said, we're still young, so it's all well and good to be living it up now, having fun, but didn't I think I might want something more substantial eventually?

*blink blink*

Uh, I already DO want that, I responded, and that's exactly what I'm building. Franklin is a permanent part of my life, and I expect to grow old with him. I don't live with him now, due to circumstance, but he is someone I can count on to support me and I have that level of intimacy with him. I also said that my other partners are feeling pretty permanent too. We would all dearly love to live closer together (my preference is for an apartment complex, or a cluster of dwellings within walking distance, cuz I need my space, but a giant communal house that is large enough to give me the space I need would work well, and is certain other people's preference), and are actively looking into the possibility in the future. Coming from someone who, after several years of conversations that led me to my conclusion that she is a natural poly, the assumption that multiple partners necessarily precludes that sort of lifetime partnership & companionship is just mind-boggling.

3) A coworker showed me a picture of the engagement ring she just put a deposit on for her girlfriend and talked on and on about how she couldn't wait to propose, because she was confident of the answer, and to begin their life together as a "married" couple. So, since we were talking lifemates & wedding dresses, I shared with her a little story of my own.

Just this past weekend, there were at least two independent conversations amongst my romantic network wherein it was decided that pretty much all of us view this group as permanent or at least very long-term. We are beginning to make assumptions about long-term plans, as if it is expected that we will still be together next year, or in a few years, when that event is scheduled to happen.

My coworker's response was: "Ya know, I know that people think the whole lesbian thing is kinda different, but Joreth, you're REALLY different!" She went on to say "I think we ALL have dated or fucked more than one person at a time before, but those aren't serious relationships. But you're livin' it, man! I don't know how you do it. I'm just shocked at the idea that your multiple thing is permanent!"

I give these three examples, but they are certainly not the only anecdotes. It seems to be a pretty unanimous assumption that we can't build a LIFE together with more than one partner. Hearing that I have friends who live in a 6-adult poly household for more than two decades & have raised children & grandchildren just floors people - it's so contrary that most people just ignore that little factoid and erase it from their data pile.

"I'm looking for someone to build a life with; someone I can come home to and share my day with; someone I can count on; someone to raise a family with; someone to share the bills with; someone who will understand me intimately and I will understand them; someone to share in all the joys and sorrows of life; someone to grow old with; someone to BE with."

Yeah, buddy, me too. Only I'll have several somebodies to build that life with, to come home to, to share my day with, to count on, to share the bills with, who understand me, to grow old with. I'm not just fucking around, passing the time until someone better comes along. Someones better HAVE come along. I'm not just "sowing my wild oats" or refusing to be "tamed". I've found people committed to enjoying my "wildness" just as it is. Freedom, independence, intimacy, companionship, these are not mutually exclusive goals. A good, solid, fulfilling relationship actually encompasses and provides several or all of these traits. And I happen to have several of just these sorts of relationships. How lucky am I? Oh, that's right, I'm not lucky at all - I worked damn hard to be the kind of person I am and to find the kind of people I have in my life and to structure my life to accomodate all of these variables.

Where everyone else is wandering the planet, randomly hoping to bump into The One who will be the exact perfect blend of every single trait expected who has been fated for them, I have been doing the work on myself to be the kind of partner to provide a stable ground for an intimate relationship, and doing the work to find people who can provide that same stability on their end. My life is what I have made of it, and the end result is that I have not one partner I can depend on and build a life with, but several (and my metamours are also my partners, in this sense of building a life together, if not necessarily in the romantic or sexual sense).

Frankly, I think I got the better deal.
joreth: (polyamory)
 Him: "Can love be split?"
Her: "It's not that it's cut in half. It doubles."
~My Wife Got Married

One of the biggest fears, it seems, from monogamous people faced with the possibility of polyamory is the scarcity model of love.  The idea is that love is a finite quantity that we have to give to another person.  Therefore, when someone new comes along, there will be less love for the pre-existing partner.  Oh, it's often couched in more reasonable concerns, like finite time, but when you really unpack the idea and get down to the root, it usually has to do with the idea that your partner doesn't love you enough, or as much, if they love someone else.

Here's the thing: let's say you and I are in a relationship and that I love you.  My love for you is my gift to you.  It's something I feel and it's something I do, but most of all, it's for you.  Now let's say that a new guy comes along and I love him too.  You know that gift I gave you, my love?  It's still my gift to you.  I'm not taking any of it back.  That love belongs to you.  I'm a human person, so I do not belong to you.  But my love for you is a gift I freely give to you.  That love is comprised of all the things I like and admire about you, all our common interests, and, most importantly, all our shared history.  It is a one-of-a-kind, completely-unique-in-all-the-world gift, tailor-made just for you.

This new guy, he gets my love too.  But he doesn't get the love I gave to you.  That is yours, and yours alone.  No, he gets his own gift of my love that I will give to him.  It is made up of all the things I like and admire about him, all our common interests, and, most importantly, all our newly-shared experiences that will one day become our shared history.  The love that I give to the new guy is a one-of-a-kind, completely-unique-in-all-the-world gift, tailor-made just for him.  It did not require taking any love back from your gift to make his because it is made only of those things that are a part of him, and a part of he and I together.

The love that I give to you comes from a wellspring of emotion that only exists because you exist.  Without you, that love does not exist.  It arose into being, building from a trickle to a deep reservoir, only because of you.  The love that I give to the new guy comes from a SECOND wellspring of emotion that only exists because he exists.  Without him, that love does not exist.  That love that I give to him did not exist before him, and if someday, I cease to love him, that love will not go back into a communal pool of love that was deficient without his share and that now you can draw upon.  If I cease to love him, that love will cease to exist.  Your love, the love I have gifted to you, remains yours, and yours alone, as does the love I have gifted to him.

Our shared history, and all those things about you that make you who you are, can never be duplicated.  No matter how smart, how funny, how good looking he might be, no matter what restaurants we go to, no matter what sexual positions we get into, no matter how much time I spend with him, he will never be you and my time with him will never be my time with you.  My love for you is made for you.  Even if you and I were to ever part, that history still exists, and that history is irreplicable with anyone else.

When I fell in love with you, I gave you all the love I had to give.  My love is partly what I feel, and partly what I do, and it comes from who you are and who we are together.  When he comes along, my love for you is not split in half to give him some.  My love for you remains my love for you.  Instead, my love doubles - the love I give to you, and the new love I have created for him.  And, if we're open to it, possibly a tripling of love, that is the love that gets created for the three of us together.

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