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Oct. 4th, 2003 06:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
treeskinI figured out something last night. When I'm stressed, I can't stay with a project. It's not the same lack of focus that I get when i'm PMSing. When I'm PMSing, I have a burst of creative energy that's just more than I can funnel into one thing, and I'm learning to ride that wave and channel it into things I CAN finish in a reasonable amount of time. Last night's lack of focus was listless and disinterested.
On the phone last night, I caught myself correcting Y's vocaulary. Poly/not poly, refering to the ongoing drama. I finally stopped him and said that it wasn't a case of poly or not (and that's a judgement I don't like making, it makes me twitchy), but it was a case of the situation being not functional. Y thought a moment, and agreed.
So I've been thinking, in my early-morning, Nyquil-fuzzed way, about what exactly poly means to me, and what do I think is "not poly". Not in anyone else's life, just in my own.
The usual explanation of poly is loving more than one person. Sexually? Emotionally? Passionately? That's all up in the air.
From the way By defines poly, he has a poly relationship with his boss; he loves her, worries about her, does a lot for her outside of work. Nothing sexual there, probably won't be. The bond exists without it.
Pet probably isn't a poly relationship. Might be at some point; right now it's budding friendship and happy sex. Nothing wrong with that either.
Where is the line between friendly happy sex and poly, between deep friendship and poly?
I will do more thinking when I'm more awake, and less distracted by drama.
On the phone last night, I caught myself correcting Y's vocaulary. Poly/not poly, refering to the ongoing drama. I finally stopped him and said that it wasn't a case of poly or not (and that's a judgement I don't like making, it makes me twitchy), but it was a case of the situation being not functional. Y thought a moment, and agreed.
So I've been thinking, in my early-morning, Nyquil-fuzzed way, about what exactly poly means to me, and what do I think is "not poly". Not in anyone else's life, just in my own.
The usual explanation of poly is loving more than one person. Sexually? Emotionally? Passionately? That's all up in the air.
From the way By defines poly, he has a poly relationship with his boss; he loves her, worries about her, does a lot for her outside of work. Nothing sexual there, probably won't be. The bond exists without it.
Pet probably isn't a poly relationship. Might be at some point; right now it's budding friendship and happy sex. Nothing wrong with that either.
Where is the line between friendly happy sex and poly, between deep friendship and poly?
I will do more thinking when I'm more awake, and less distracted by drama.
