Breathes is trying to drive me totally bonkers!
Wednesday night he was supposed to talk to former fwb about sex/lack of/testing/platy, etc. I've been hearing, & having, this conversation for MONTHS! The conversation with her hasn't happened YET! He worried himself sick over what her reaction would be to the conversation so ended up not having it *sigh*. He was supposed to tell her that there would be nothing further along those lines any more. Anyone in his life would have to be someone who either liked/wanted to be with both of us or someone I could at least like and get along with.
I love him to death but some days I just want to smack him with the clue-by-four!
Train of thought is all over the pace. This working night shift sucks in so many way!
There are as many ways to do polyamory as there are people practicing it!