So, I'm sure some or all of you have experienced this same thing. You meet someone you wish was open to poly but get the impression (or if you are brave enough to directly discuss with them, a confirmed no) that they are not. I suppose it is kind of like falling for someone of a different sexual proclivity (a woman falling for a gay man) and wistfully thinking about what might have been. My friend H has a term she uses for a priest she knows. She calls him Father What-A-Waste. (No disrespect intended).
You know, it's the one (or ones) that you can't have. And MAN am I dealing with that in a big way right now. If you have read another thread I posted - I think I called it "I have a crush on our neighbors" or something like that - then you know that part of the story.
I will keep the whining about my particular situation to a minimum and simply ask how others deal with the frustration and disappointment? Misery loves company. Tell me about the one(s) that got away....
You know, it's the one (or ones) that you can't have. And MAN am I dealing with that in a big way right now. If you have read another thread I posted - I think I called it "I have a crush on our neighbors" or something like that - then you know that part of the story.
I will keep the whining about my particular situation to a minimum and simply ask how others deal with the frustration and disappointment? Misery loves company. Tell me about the one(s) that got away....