Sorry if I get a little hostile sometimes, guys, it's just that in general there's a lot of hostility directed at people that are non-monogamous. And I think a lot of that hostility comes from misunderstanding: what other people see as us being greedy or "wanting our cake and eat it too" is really just that people into polyamorous philosophy follow a different concept of what love is and how relationships should and can work. And I'm especially hostile to people telling me that we should break up or that things aren't going to work out because I can't express how much I love this guy and how much effort I'm willing to put into making it work. The problem is compromise, and how to reach a decent compromise.
But I've come to at least one realization, making some of you right: he basically outrightly told me that he is not into the idea at all. He doesn't think there is a "problem" (neither do I) or doesn't see why it's necessary. It makes him feel sexually inadequate as a lover, which is not the message I'm trying to give off WHATSOEVER. He suggests that we spice up our sex life, do more role play, etc, but that's
not the point and not the issue.
I feel like by him not understanding why I want to do this and why it is important to me, he's not picking up on a central part of my character. I told him from the very beginning that I was into open arrangements, that I don't think pleasure, sex, or love are things based on scarcity - in other words, that I don't think that sleeping with more than one person at a time means that you necessarily care about those people in a hierarchical manner. Likewise, I think that monogamy is something that is more or less an extension of the norm of heterosexual marriage: it doesn't HAVE to be like that. I'm not a heteronormative person and I have no desire to contribute to heteronormative institutions, such as monogamy, for a long period of time. I think that we more or less live in a sexually repressed society, and to me, monogamy feels repressive.
He thinks I sound like I "just want to be single," which is not the case AT ALL! Last night we talked on the phone about this for an hour and a half, and I mentioned how to me, monogamy feels like something that people do for an extended period of time: a few months, a few years, and then they eventually break up or cheat on each other. As it currently stands, I don't want to be with him for 10 months and be sexually exclusive just because we're both in love with each other, and I sure as hell am not ready, at TWENTY-ONE YEARS OF AGE, to settle down into a 'committed' monogamous, lifetime relationship. When he thinks about our future, he says he can picture us in our fourties together. So can I, and when he said that to me on the phone, I started to tear up because it was a beautiful thought. It's not that I don't want to be with him forever, it's that at this point in my life, I'm not ready to honestly say that I won't want to have sex with other random people, for fun, at some point. It's strange to me because two months ago, he said he'd be alright with it, as long as there's no kissing and we had little rules... now that it's a real proposition, he says, he's not comfortable with at all because there's nothing wrong with us and he wants to be normal.
That's where we are differing so much on this issue. I know there's nothing wrong with us, but I also know there's nothing wrong with casual sex. To me, this is sort of an ethical and philosophical issue - a matter of principal. My body is not property. I don't think that to love someone means to control them or their desires.
In order to illustrate these ideas, maybe a little background info is necessary. It was the summer after my 2nd year of college. I experienced (what I thought was) my first heartbreak, and decided that, since I don't want to get hurt again, I would refrain from getting involved in a serious relationship for a little while. As it happened, I started casually sleeping around and hooking up with really hot guys, discovering that I have the ability to sleep with almost anyone I want. For those of you that know the feeling... it's a very, very good one. It made me feel extremely empowered and confident. While I was sleeping with all of these people, I also became able to distinguish the line between a simple fuck versus something with passion involved - and my feelings for the participants. Eventually, what started to happen was with two 'friends with benefits', plus all the potential sex partners or lovers I was meeting all the time, I started to develop emotions for more than one person at a time, and I noticed how I liked them both equally in different ways. I remarked to a friend how it felt very strange because, on one hand, I did not have a 'boyfriend' in any traditional sense of the word, but on the other hand, I was involved with a lot of people, had love-like feelings for more than one of them, and the title "single" certainly didn't make sense either. That's how I was introduced to polyamory. It happened to me by accident. I had a whirlwind of lovers: some just fucks, some something more, some non-sexual. I read a book called "The Ethical Slut" which provided me with the philosophical, ethical, ideological information to analyze what I was going through and how it is managed. This is the major difference between me and my boyfriend... like me, before last summer, relationships were black and white: either you're single, or you're in a relationship - and an open relationship is just an excuse to fuck around
in order to fill a sexual void with your partner, where as I see it as ADDING to the pleasure that you already have.
Are we doomed? No. Does he have a lot to learn about me? I think so. I was raised reading Ginsberg and Burroughs. Then, more recently in the past two years, Foucault and the Romantics. He sees my appropriation of philosophy and theory into my own life as absurd, whereas to me, it's the foundation of my influence and my lifestyle. I don't want to throw away a brilliant lifetime with him so that I can fuck a few people on the side, but at the same time, I don't want to spend a life time with someone who can potentially, eventually come to understand why fucking people on the side is important to me. I'm trying to be more cautious about this because I remember, at his age, I totally hated promiscuity and slutty people. But I've learned a lot about myself and about sex since then.
All of this leaves me feeling that he is really naive, and that it's almost impossible to talk about this stuff because we're essentially talking about two different things. So, for one, I'm really going to push for him to read up on the subject: The Ethical Slut, for one thing, and information online:
http://www.cat-and-dragon.com/stef/Poly/Labriola/open.html
and
http://www.cat-and-dragon.com/stef/Poly/Labriola/jealousy.html
For me, what would be ideal is a Primary Partner model with his power to veto - and in the second link, it talks about shifting core beliefs - until he sympathizes with my different core beliefs, then we aren't going to be on the same page.
He said he'll start bottoming more. Role play. I explained to him how, sometimes, I want to fuck someone in totally different ways than him and I could ever possibly fuck each other, roleplay included. And that this doesn't mean that he is inadequate, but rather, I feel so secure with him that fucking someone else doesn't make me feel threatened and they're simple a side serving. To put in another way: he is the best, most delicious apple I have ever tasted. I want to eat apples for the rest of my life. He couldn't possibly be any more better tasting of an apple. But sometimes, on the occasion, I'll want a grape. I'll eat a grape, but I will forever love apple. I gave him other examples: sometimes I feel like fucking a closeted muscle jock. Sometimes I feel like I want to fuck a virgin twink. I'm kinky - I like rough, oftentimes degrading sex - something I simply CANNOT do with him - I can top him, sure, but compared to some sex I have, it's very vanilla. I have a right to explore my kinky side once in a while, or at least I should!
But to him, wanting to fuck other people simply means I have a desire to be single. I don't know if it's possible to convince someone that wanting to fuck other people has next to nothing to do with our relationship and that it's simply adding to what I or we already have: SEX IS NOT A STARVATION ECONOMY.
We often compare ourselves to Justin and Brian from QaF. He told me I want to be like Brian, and that I simply want to do this as to avoid normalcy and to stay in touch with my youth. I think that's totally fucking ridiculous. For me this is ethical, and for him it's emotional. I reminded him that Brian was 29 and not sure if he was ready to commit to a monogamous arrangement for life, and that we're 18 and 21, respectively, so how could I possibly feel that way. I love him to death and want to be with him forever, but if I want to fuck another person occasionally, I don't see why that equates for him to me running off in the middle of the night or ditching our plans for another guy, let alone falling in love with someone else. I'm looking at this from a highly theoretical and rational (for once) perspective, whereas he looks at it from his previous experience: he was in an open relationship, he met me for a fuck, and we fell in love - bye bye bf. While he asks who is to say that that couldn't happen again, this time to me, all I can think is that you shouldn't be with someone out of fear of meeting others, and that if he's really confident that I love him as much as I do, and vice versa, then he shouldn't be worried about that. He's afraid that it'll cause problems and I'll meet someone "better", I'm afraid that if we stay monogamous, I'm not being true to my feelings and like most monog couples, one of us will eventually cheat.
For now, I guess this is going on the backburner - we bring it up occasionally. My desire won't change. I'm going to try and introduce him to some literature that swayed my opinion on the subject and give him time. I know that relationships are about compromise... but I don't think I can compromise this part of myself. I think it would be more realistic for him to compromise his notions based on fear and misunderstanding, and to meet me halfway.