FeatherFool
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Hello! I'm in a fairly new (<4 month) relationship that is working its’ way to a triad. It's been wonderful, and scary, and very confusing. Thankfully, "T" and "J"- my guys (also each other’s guys) - are wonderfully supportive and patient with my learning curve. I care for them both- J is this huge hulking guy who breaks rocks for a living and rescues kittens in his spare time, and T is a clever goof who hides this incredibly tender heart. I know they care for me, too: T and J are very interested in making this a long-term closed triad, and while I am interested in that as well, I still have a few reservations, which they are aware of but don’t seem to know how to address.
I've never been one for monogamous/faithful or long-term relationships; in the past I felt much more comfortable ending a relationship before it got hard. It worked well for what I was looking for; pretty much all of my exes and I are still good friends. I have been yearning for something more stable in the past year-two years, but I'm not sure what that looks like yet. I'm a bit afraid that it looks like a dark-eyed giant and a red-headed trickster cuddled on my couch watching Firefly reruns, arguing who would wear Jayne's hat better. They are aware that I’m very happy with the three of us as we are, but that I make no promises for the future. 4 months does not seem like enough time for that, and even though T seems to go around with stars in his eyes and his heart on his sleeve… mine is better protected. I don’t really see that a “solveable” problem, though, other than being extremely clear about where we all are relationship-wise, as well as expectations, needs, etc. I’m not very good at the whole “open communication” thing- I tend to be intensely private and independent- but I’m trying, and learning.
The thing that worries me, that the guys couldn’t really answer, was… and then? They are “out” to their families, friends, pretty much everyone, as bi and poly. J got flack from his family about the bi part, but I guess when he added the poly they basically were like “Oh yeah, I guess, fine whatever” and threw up their hands in despair and invited T and their-then girlfriend over for family dinner. And other than some friends being a bit uncomfortable about it, that was the worst. I can guarantee you that if I told my family I was simultaneously seeing two men who were also seeing each other that my family would probably tie me to a stake and burn me, for my own good. I love my family, but they are very right-wing Christian bible-thumping Catholic types (and here is atheist scientist heteroflexible newly-poly me!). I know T wants me to go meet his sisters, and I want to meet them;I was at J’s family’s for Easter brunch and they were wonderful people. It makes me sad thinking that I’d never be able to have both my family and potentially my other family in the same room, or even really know about each other. How do you decide who to spend Christmas with, the ones you love, or the other ones you love? I’m no longer religious myself, but I value many of my family’s traditions.
I know it’s early days still, but T keeps hinting about future things like eventually living together, and he really seems to think that my family will just kind of get used to the idea. I really don’t think so, and I’ve known them for 29 years longer than he has, since he has never met them. I’m pretty sure my mother would throw a fit if she thought I just had two male “roommates” (“SIN, SIN AND RUIN!”). I’m also not convinced my father wouldn’t just kill them and use their corpses to fertilize his rose bushes, which would be bad (well, not for the rose bushes, presumably).
J pretty much says that “we’ll just take things as they come”, which makes sense to me in one way: 4 months does not a tri-marriage make, to paraphrase. However, his blasé attitude also fills me full of frustration- maybe because it’s frustrating to be patted on the head and told everything will work out when everything is obviously not going to work out. I’m not convinced at this point that J and T and our relationship- wonderful/magical/filled with rainbows as it is- is even worth that risk, but when I try to talk about it, T gets upset that I don’t care enough about him (which is honestly true, at this point I do love my sisters more than him, this is just an empirical fact: if my little sister and T were both drowning I would go after my sister first. I’d cry, but goddamit my sister is gonna LIVE…so I can’t even argue his point) and J just says it will all work out and that I don’t have to feel ashamed for what I feel or who I feel it with. The problem: I don’t feel ashamed; I am afraid that death/brimstone/my mothers wrath will fall on all us. I’ve even had minor panic attacks (not a euphemism; I have a legit panic disorder) while they were over at my place- “What if my mom/aunt/sister stopped by right now?” (it’s not unusual for my family to stop by each others’ places whenever for tea, etc). It sounds so stupid and juvenile, I know it, they know it, but I don’t know how to stop it. I love being with J and T- they are amazing, individually and together, and I think we work really well as a team and we’re only getting better. I feel like this communication breakdown is on my end- I’ve tried to talk to them several times about it, but I keep getting the same rote responses.
Am I really out of line stressing about this so early on? It feels like a very real and bizarrely pressing issue.
I've never been one for monogamous/faithful or long-term relationships; in the past I felt much more comfortable ending a relationship before it got hard. It worked well for what I was looking for; pretty much all of my exes and I are still good friends. I have been yearning for something more stable in the past year-two years, but I'm not sure what that looks like yet. I'm a bit afraid that it looks like a dark-eyed giant and a red-headed trickster cuddled on my couch watching Firefly reruns, arguing who would wear Jayne's hat better. They are aware that I’m very happy with the three of us as we are, but that I make no promises for the future. 4 months does not seem like enough time for that, and even though T seems to go around with stars in his eyes and his heart on his sleeve… mine is better protected. I don’t really see that a “solveable” problem, though, other than being extremely clear about where we all are relationship-wise, as well as expectations, needs, etc. I’m not very good at the whole “open communication” thing- I tend to be intensely private and independent- but I’m trying, and learning.
The thing that worries me, that the guys couldn’t really answer, was… and then? They are “out” to their families, friends, pretty much everyone, as bi and poly. J got flack from his family about the bi part, but I guess when he added the poly they basically were like “Oh yeah, I guess, fine whatever” and threw up their hands in despair and invited T and their-then girlfriend over for family dinner. And other than some friends being a bit uncomfortable about it, that was the worst. I can guarantee you that if I told my family I was simultaneously seeing two men who were also seeing each other that my family would probably tie me to a stake and burn me, for my own good. I love my family, but they are very right-wing Christian bible-thumping Catholic types (and here is atheist scientist heteroflexible newly-poly me!). I know T wants me to go meet his sisters, and I want to meet them;I was at J’s family’s for Easter brunch and they were wonderful people. It makes me sad thinking that I’d never be able to have both my family and potentially my other family in the same room, or even really know about each other. How do you decide who to spend Christmas with, the ones you love, or the other ones you love? I’m no longer religious myself, but I value many of my family’s traditions.
I know it’s early days still, but T keeps hinting about future things like eventually living together, and he really seems to think that my family will just kind of get used to the idea. I really don’t think so, and I’ve known them for 29 years longer than he has, since he has never met them. I’m pretty sure my mother would throw a fit if she thought I just had two male “roommates” (“SIN, SIN AND RUIN!”). I’m also not convinced my father wouldn’t just kill them and use their corpses to fertilize his rose bushes, which would be bad (well, not for the rose bushes, presumably).
J pretty much says that “we’ll just take things as they come”, which makes sense to me in one way: 4 months does not a tri-marriage make, to paraphrase. However, his blasé attitude also fills me full of frustration- maybe because it’s frustrating to be patted on the head and told everything will work out when everything is obviously not going to work out. I’m not convinced at this point that J and T and our relationship- wonderful/magical/filled with rainbows as it is- is even worth that risk, but when I try to talk about it, T gets upset that I don’t care enough about him (which is honestly true, at this point I do love my sisters more than him, this is just an empirical fact: if my little sister and T were both drowning I would go after my sister first. I’d cry, but goddamit my sister is gonna LIVE…so I can’t even argue his point) and J just says it will all work out and that I don’t have to feel ashamed for what I feel or who I feel it with. The problem: I don’t feel ashamed; I am afraid that death/brimstone/my mothers wrath will fall on all us. I’ve even had minor panic attacks (not a euphemism; I have a legit panic disorder) while they were over at my place- “What if my mom/aunt/sister stopped by right now?” (it’s not unusual for my family to stop by each others’ places whenever for tea, etc). It sounds so stupid and juvenile, I know it, they know it, but I don’t know how to stop it. I love being with J and T- they are amazing, individually and together, and I think we work really well as a team and we’re only getting better. I feel like this communication breakdown is on my end- I’ve tried to talk to them several times about it, but I keep getting the same rote responses.
Am I really out of line stressing about this so early on? It feels like a very real and bizarrely pressing issue.