I actually waffled about doing this. Plenty of poly people in the online media trade on being hot young (or nearly young) thangs. Sex sells and selling poly is gonna have some sex in it. I mean, geez! Thing is, let’s get real, not all people who have sex look like porn stars, nor should they have to, and poly people are… people with all the range in appearance that humans come in. So, this is me: Goddess of Java and Polyamorous Misanthrope. Middle-aged, matronly, and yeah, actively poly.
To me, polyamory is not this big philosophical thing, but a logical extension of the fact that humans can’t really own humans, and that the sexual act is moral or immoral based on the same criteria as any other act. Love? If you think love, no kidding, LOVE (as opposed to the foolishness we engage in when hormonally carbonated) is ever immoral, I don’t wanna know you.
I’ve pretty much been poly all my life. I lived in a group marriage for awhile, and now I don’t. (Boring story, sorry). I’m opinionated on parenting, take big bites out of life and sometimes even write about it. I’ve been married almost 22 years my husband is poly and it works happily for us. I suppose I could make this big relationship deal out of it, but you know, what works happily is pretty awesome by itself and I’m not sure it needs more than that.