Right is not always easy and easy is not always right.
I remember hearing that phrase for the first time in a parenting blog or something. I related to it because, well, at the time, I was doing hard things because it was right.
Who knew it would apply to polyamory as well.
I did the hardest thing in the world two weeks ago. I ended something with someone I care about and love very much. I believe in him. I believe he is more than the hard candy shell that surrounds him. But it wasn’t enough. He wouldn’t accept me as I was, but instead chose to judge me as he would others who are not me.
I was faced with a choice. Ride it out and be hurt – or just be done with it. After a long and hard conversation with both of us, I