Let me define what I defining what I am calling “middle america love”. I was basically raised with the WASP-y ideal that physical non-parental romantic love exists between only a pair of people. If you woke up one day in love with another person, then your first love was dead/non-existent/gone.
I was raised to believe that was the only way.
Polyamory communities are only something that I have observed externally within the last year. I have vaguely interpreted other people’s experiences and heard their collection of “experiences”, and could surmise that love for more than one person does NOT invalid any love prior to that.
Although people experience love differently, I am limiting the scope to just talking about myself. I am clearly maintaining boundaries of physical appropriate forms affection at all times.
Would I fall over dead, world colliding into chaos if I ever emotionally loved more than my primary romantic relationship? No.
I can say that I don’t know any of my poly friends who have fallen over dead.
I can say that I didn’t fall over the day I realized that emotionally I loved more women than my primary romantic relationship. If you want me to put a specific time frame on it, I can just say that it probably took about 6 months: positive and healthy enforcement.
“There can be only one!” -The Highlander
No. There can be a few people. Although we all experience love differently, it’s just as real when it’s genuine.
I’m certain that my primary romantic relationship, any number of my loves, etc. could read this.
I’m counting on it.
I’ve continued to maintain proper boundaries and respect. I’m certain that I have let you know that I care for you. I hope that my emotional health continues to grow.
Thank you for letting me try to write my thoughts out of my head.